It’s time to go

After a brief time off of Meta sites, I returned because I felt the need to see, and read, what people were saying about the dumpster fire new administration and the actions taken in its first days through rapid fire Executive Orders. I missed having a platform and the space it provides for airing one’s beliefs and opinions, along with the traffic it steers here to my blog.

I’m following the lead of some of my savvy media friends and will try to limit the exposure of my personal data and refuse to click on any advertisements or make purchases through any Meta links.

Perhaps you also have modified how you use Facebook and Instagram in recent weeks?

After my return to Facebook, I noticed that someone with whom I grew up stated that she had “never felt prouder” on the day that the felonious president was inaugurated. Immediately, I went to her FB wall and unfriended her.

Sidebar: I truly had no idea how MAGA my hometown had become until witnessing a flotilla of boats anchored at the lake’s sandbar a few years ago. I had witnessed racism when I lived there, particularly because we lived in a house that was situated in an area that came with a handful of derogatory names due to the concentration of Black people who resided there. I won’t repeat the monikers, but I’m sure you can imagine some of them. This racism wasn’t directed towards me, clad in my skin of white, but I saw it and felt it and regret not standing up against it at the time.

I’m sorry.

Prior to hitting the Unfriend button, I considered my relationship with this person. While her sister was a closer (yet still distant) friend since we are the same age, this woman and I have spent enjoyable times together through the years. I know her to be a hard worker and a woman who values her family and country.

Ultimately, however, I do not want to interact with people who voted for and support the most despicable man ever to sit in the Oval Office. Hesitation over, I virtually removed her from my world.

I am done politely disagreeing and trying to explain why DJT is the greatest threat to democracy that this country has ever seen. If you believe he was the right choice to lead the country, know that we aren’t friends in real life or any where else. It doesn’t matter to me that we grew up together and know hundreds of the same people and have shared experiences. Please save me the time and unfriend me.

I don’t like you.

Know that I pity you for your ignorance, your lack of compassion, your mistaken belief that refugees and immigrants are here to harm you as the 1% f*ck you over repeatedly.

When you’re wondering why groceries are so expensive, remember the migrants you gleefully watched getting kicked out of the country. Maybe you might consider changing careers and getting a job laboring in a field or orchard to demonstrate the patriotism you claim to possess.

If you encounter issues with young people who don’t seem impressed with the rule of law, or even basic civility, please know that supporting the release of insurrectionists might be a factor in that equation.

Akin to that old WWI adage, “How are we going to keep ‘em down on the farm after they’ve seen Gay Paree?,” I ask you, “How are we going to expect adherence to societal norms when we allow people who have been duly convicted of forcibly breaking into our federal Capitol walk free?”

Bon chance with that, mes amis.

Since the normal niceties of society no longer exist, I’m finished giving MAGATs the courtesy of listening to their rationalizations, justifications and “what abouts?” No longer will I indulge the lunacy that disciples of DJT have swallowed with the zeal of kool-aide drinkers in Jonestown.

I’m finished with being polite.

If you support the current administration and what they represent, it’s time for you to go. I’m done.