All our stories – that is our history – belongs to all of us, as one.
In my world, nearly everything that is good has been made bad. Most everything I have loved has been infiltrated by swarms of leftist bureaucrats
Woke up today with a new feeling. An aura. I was feeling like I was identifying as a woman. Gone was the toxic masculinity of
A hammer doesn’t build a house, people do. A car doesn’t drive itself [well, until recently], people do. A book doesn’t read or write itself,
The left’s push to make ME think about it has come full circle.
“My paramount object in this struggle is to save the Union, and is not either to save or to destroy slavery. If I could save the Union without freeing any slave I would do it, and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing some and leaving others alone I would also do that. What I do about slavery, and the colored race, I do because I believe it helps to save the Union; and what I forbear, I forbear because I do not believe it would help to save the Union. I shall do less whenever I shall believe what I am doing hurts the cause, and I shall do more whenever I shall believe doing more will help the cause.” … Abraham Lincoln