I hate conspiracy theories and I hate “false flag” conspiracy theories worst of all, because they’re part of that tribal need to let your own side off the hook even in the face of the evidence.
But there’s a LOT about the Trump assassination attempt that fails the smell test…
Yall, we used to eat candy that would perform a live 4th of July fireworks showcase in our mouths. Pop rocks were like trying to swallow exploding sand. I never made fun of the tide-pod challenges…six degrees of separation...that’s all it was.
A dream deferred doesn’t go away. It haunts.
It hovers. It seeps into the fabrics of reality. And finally, while fighting back tears, I understood My Uncle.
Dreams deferred don’t go away.
I hear a 30+ year old man tell an unsuspecting admin how he plays for a local college team.
His life is different now. You can see it from the withering way he stoops and the scruffiness he wears that…
His life changed somewhere.
No one except life.
So when this man spoke of the impossible I didn’t see it as a lie. No one lies with hope in their eyes. No drug no devil no doom in his voice, only faith in the turnaround of a hero’s journey.
@BrianMcLight I feel like what he isn’t saying is “I didn’t know parenting was gonna be this hard and I want to pause until all I need to do is talk to my kid”
“Operating without logic seems so fun” is the nicest delivery I’ve heard to communicate the level of delusional people incessantly live their life under.