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This is one of those days where I'm mentally compiling lists of targets, juuuust in case society goes full Mad Max and shooting people in the face falls back into the realm of proper etiquette.
Not gonna lie—I'm drifting to the point where I see nothing except good manners standing in the way of taking out the whole Russian embassy. And nothing but good intel in the way of shooting people like Charlie Kirk and Ben Shapiro.
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I mean, I mean it but I don't mean it, you know? The odds of this ever progressing past psychic violence are really, really low for me—so long as my parents and my partner are intact.
If that connection ever fails, I dunno. I can't promise you there won't come a point where I would be capable of doing some serious John Brown Lies Moldering shit.
To be real honest, I'm hoping I won't by far be the only one, if it comes to it.
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And don't get my wrong. I would REALLY prefer to see Trump and the world he represents just die quietly, and let me age into somebody gentle, fat, and lazy. My _preferred_ attack will always be the Long Game of writing queer comics that will fuck up their kids the same way Saturday morning cartoons and sexy cheetah bois fucked me up. 😻
It's just... lord, the idea of dropping the pacifist pretense soothes my weary soul lately.