Everyday I wake up mad

. I can literally pick something new each day to be mad about and never duplicate the shyt over the course of a month: NSF/NIH funding being cut so there’s no academic job market now, like, at all (I’m an academic); a corrupt ass Supreme Court, a government that is cool just watching Americans die in natural disasters or pandemics, tax cuts for the wealthy, tax hikes on the working class via tariffs, the dissolution of the department of education, etc.
This was the timeline a lot of people wanted

? I cannot fathom another three and a half years of this shyt. Trump is wholly unfit to be president. Often, I try to find silver linings in this whole debacle. Maybe, after shyt goes all the way left—because we have not hit the nadir yet—people realize going forward that this shyt is not a game. The “vibes” style voting people like to engage in will end. However, it’s hard to be optimistic about that. There is a significant portion of this country that is fine with Maw-maw dying if it means they can openly hate gays and non-white persons.
Man, I don’t even entertain people on this shyt anymore. I matched with this African girl from Malawi a few weeks back on a dating app. Shorty was stacked and living near me

. Some kinda way we got onto politics. She said every c00n talking point you can think of in about 5 minutes. I was just listening. “Oh, Trump was the better candidate. He’s running the country like a business. I was hoping Trump won because… blah, blah, gay people.”
I’m not a psychologist, but it boggles my mind how some black people are so comfortable living under the thumbs of virulent white supremacists. I don’t know if it’s a defense mechanism, defeatism, class contradiction, Stockholm syndrome, or what.
I blocked her as soon as we got off the phone

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