hatever gripes I have about y'all, I mean, you are part of the crowd that essentially passed the Milgram Test and refused to fall for the biggest political scam in American history. And you've joined the vanguard of "let's make life a little less shitty for cultural minorities."

I know it's hard not to make a big noisy mess when you're trying to change the world, and I know sometimes I'm the one who's gonna get elbowed in the stomach in all the confusion. (It's OK-- I have a lot of padding there. 🐯​) And I am still proud of you all, even the people I occasionally have to slap with a big wet fish*. :)

I wouldn't be such a growly P.I.T.A. if this weren't my team (like it or not-- and today I did not) and I didn't want to protect you from the errors I've seen previous generations make. You can genuinely take it or leave it, and I'm ready to leave without a fuss** if I ever become too much of an old centrist for you, though I reserve the right to laugh at your fates if you leave it and make the exact same mistakes our enemies did. >:D

Love ya(-ish). 😽​

*Special thanks to she who suggested this perfect turn of phrase for my actual hostility level towards Angry Young Radqueers. <3

**Until the invasion. 2278 AD. Mark your calendars, pitiful Terran primates.