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unhinged i know all i've been doing is ranting about politics for well over a year. no poems, no stories. just a hell of a lot of blah blah blah about the sad state of my country.


and what a sad fucking state it is. but the historian in me can't help but feel i am witnessing something. the convergence of decades, the literal fork in the fucking road. that something decisive will happen that either clears out the rot once and for all or smothers us all.


there doesn't seem like anything more important to be pontificating about right now. but even i get sick of hearing myself rant about it sometimes. oh the good old days when blather was for my self_hate and my self_pity and my teenage angst on unrequited_love...
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Risen I enjoy your rants! It's good to add historical context here, plus everyone's mad about the orange idiot and his stupid friends. 170819
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shpaa shpaaa was what me grammps named me after my mommy kicked me out of her basement for being a loser. i go find friends now. 170819