Life was all about foreshadowing this morning.

around 7 am,
my home-wolf hit me up with a tiktok about the governor of minnesota,
tim walz.

absolutely random.
he was saying he would like walz for kamala’s vp pick.

Sidebar: my home-wolf is not into Kamala at all.
He’s a die-hard Bernie Sanders stan.

his concern: “he has that old white guy look.”
btw,
my home-wolf is white.
so i asked him if he had seen the other politicians from past and present?
biden,
trump,
nixon,
bernie,
and even jfk…
they don’t/didn’t exactly look like they swam in the fountain of youth.
just as i sent that message to him…

Over the years,
one thing I’ve learned about a bully is when they’ve met their match,
they will do everything in their power to become invisible or run for the hills.

i knew trump wouldn’t debate kamala harris.
why would he?
2024 continues to be the year of “this was not on my bingo card“.
after kendrick obliterated drake in their rap beef,
we witnessed an underdog rise and conquer.
as much as i fux with drake’s music,
he has done some shit that made me side-eye him over the years.
i knew someone was gonna come at him but i didn’t think it would be killa kenny.
watching kendrick bring drake down a few pegs did something to us subconsciously.
it’s what we didn’t know the country needed tbh.
it was like it awakened us to fight back.
so many times,
we’ve seen people get coddled for their bad behavior.
hell…

Remember when you were treated like trash and your bully got coddled,
making you feel like the villain because everyone chose their side?

at a time when michelle obama said we needed to go high when folks went low,
we needed that kind of messaging but in 2024…

it’s no secret that many white males love a big,
black,
juicy,
cock….
(in their) tail.
i mean,
we all do especially after a long and hard day.
this white wolf we all know looks like arms and biceps are his weakness.
what a coinky dink!
mine too!
i think he might have forgotten all lens are on him tho…

this past weekend,
i celebrated my birthday.
it wasn’t a grand affair with a huge guest list and party favors.
no one was doing coke in my bathroom.
no big shindigs or dinner plans.
i spent it with someone who is really special…

I couldn’t help but wonder:
Are we finally waking up to the madness that’s been parading as entertainment?

a friend recently said to me:

“Have you noticed a majority of folks on OF are crazy or severely mentally ill?”

i paused,
but honestly,
i had to agree.
many of these folks are confidently nuts or selling their souls. let’s take it a step further…

america is in this really weird place that when shit is about to go down,
especially when white folks are involved,
we assume that their privilege will protect them.
i assumed trump would be found not guilty and he’d be on his merry way.
i didn’t see this on my bingo card,
well i didn’t have a bingo card for this,
but this verdict…