We aren’t being asked to fight yet. SC has the next say.
Odds their decision is accepted by the folks who rejected the citizens votes is zero. They will loose their dogs, and blue cities will burn, with fires started by blue torches.
These are not rocket scientists, and they are certainly not Sun Tzu. If they were, Portland would STILL have a tax base. The Boeing 787 would still be in Seattle.
You don’t become a billionaire by hoping your enemies LET you. Or by hesitating to crack eggs.
No guarantees, but I expect a cold winter, and maybe... a warm spring. But we may have to do Valley Forge, first.
The path forward will be revealed, step by step. Dig in for the long haul. I hoped that my 60 years would turn 70 and done...quietly. If Trump can pull a rabbit out of his hat, and maybe he can, he has some moves, but...hope for the best, plan for the worst, live free or die.
Standard state of affairs. Freedom isn’t free. So how bout you? You a pitchfork kinda girl, or more of a torchy?
Well said.
You stop fighting when you die. Until then, give em hell.
This morning, in Florida I woke up in a county that has been red since the 1940’s. Until yesterday. It’s a blue one today.
But yeah, I’m a pitchfork girl, always:) We’ll see.