people fake it until they make it all the time.
that is what i was told about corporate america.

“Play the game to win!”

…while i watched all of those people who played get fired or laid off.
all that kissing ass,
throwing employees under the bus,
and suckin’ dick after hours for nothing.
how embarrassing!

when i heard the minnesota assassin hyena,
vance luther boelter,
worked for tim walz,
i cringed at the connection because i just knew.
they all started fonting he was a “dem gone rogue“.
i had a feeling that was all bs as we live in the timeline of:

“Fiction before facts”

the sky is actually purple,
pigs can fly,
and j.lo is a classically trained sanger.
in reality…

yesterday,
i read about tim walz and why they lost the election.
he says they “played it too safe“.
( x read that here )
you know what i think they did wrong?…

Last night,
I honestly expected something different from the VP debate.

maybe,
deep down,
i was hoping for a real housewives-style reunion showdown,
but instead,
i got civil and respectful between vance and walz.

Lord,
am I really so programmed to expect drama and content first?

from where i sat,
even though walz was clearly nervous…

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…