It always matters. Even in IL. As a downstate Illinois resident, you wouldn’t believe how many tRump signs I saw. This weekend proved to me that they’re outliers. Lots of support at the protest. Lots of support from all the honking and cars driving by during it. Cheers galore for the support. A couple of louder boos for the couple of turds that tried to antagonize. It was worth it to see, if nothing else, to feel you’re not alone when all hope seems grim.
I’ll send tRump a personally autographed picture of my taint to identify me with.
These clowns are cowards. Being prior US military, they already have my prints, DNA, or whatever else to ID me with. IDGAF! This shit won’t end without some bold fucking people with a platform yelling “come at me, bro” while flipping them the fuck off. I’m a nobody, but I’d stand right along side those with such a platform, proudly begging them to do something to a US veteran. My life is the only thing I have and it’s not much of one thanks to these twats. I’m not living. I’m not thriving. I’m surviving and barely that anymore. Cowering and hiding won’t do me any good, they’ll eventually come for me and mine. I just won’t give them the satisfaction of seeing their bully tactics working, even down the barrel of a gun.
Consider me that Soviet prisoner staring down Heinrich Himmler, I guess.