One of my good friends told me last year that allegedly,
the Palestine people urged people to vote for the lady.

once i see people attacking instead of educating,
it officially becomes performative and i check out.
this goes for stans of an artist as well.
i feel like during our new president’s campaign,
he was very mute about not doing anything for palestine.
when i saw this…

…along with protesters at the lady’s campaign rallies:

…but when no one was protesting at the other’s rallies,
i knew it was a bad look.
well,
our new president announced his plans for every and all things gaza…

Gay or straight,
Black or white,
Big or Small,
Slim or thick.
Allies.

there are many people,
we won’t font any names or races,
that suddenly want black folks to stand with them atm.
they want us to become allies,
march,
and sing kumbuya in the streets but…

And.
Here.
We.

Go.

so its only been a week in this new administration and i’m exhausted.
i’ve noticed my tolerance and patience is at an all time low.
i read that our new president decided to continue living up to all expectations earlier:

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a Foxholer sent me what this means in terms to understand…

People learning the hard way…
again.
and again.
and again.

here’s the thing…

What is it about villains like Lydia from Breaking Bad that stick with us long after their story ends?

i promise you,
i think about her often.
she was cold,
calculating,
and had this neurotic obsession with control.
she let others do her dirty work,
thinking she could sit comfortably on her untouchable pedestal.
in the end…

This is what it said when I went to the store this morning.

i just started making bomb omelettes too.
ugh.
you know the saying:

“You don’t know what you got til it’s gone.”

well,
i think the first to go in the new world order is the eggs.
eggs use to be like 4/carton for me.
nowadays…