Before it’s over, this country is going to look like the black and white pictures of collective farms in my early 1960s history textbook: robotic people dressed alike in Chairman Mao jackets piling into their village’s little tin can of a car and going to town for their weekly visit (when they’re not bent over in a field somewhere scything wheat and singing state songs in unison, that is). Meanwhile, the elite rumble by in their big gas guzzlers to check on the serfs. Do any of the rest of you Boomers remember these pics?
Hopefully, our people aren’t that easily subjugated.
At least some will fight back before what you stated happens.
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