This isn't cute or funny but moreover a clueless awareness of nuance. The questions are rhetorical and not inquisitive.The jokes is on you when you don't respect introspection. The past is prologue.

Not at all. My premise is that we must address our concerns on many fronts -- spiritual, economic, legal, social, academic, interpersonal relationships, and, of course, political, to name a few. Over the decades, both conservatives and liberals have engaged in self-serving "regime" change.

Your political analysis is spot on, but let's expand this to its broader moral context; I don't mean within the confines of religious proselytization. This is about the universal acceptance of right vs. wrong, and watching a den of thieves rob another sovereign country of its natural resources.

You can't possibly be trying to qualify one evil over another or more directly evil-doer. Let's demand better from everyone and join humanity.

First, those boots are ugly asf. Second, let's learn if they're possibly cheaper knock offs although still not a good look. Finally, the Post is a grocery store check out trash mag more focused on footwear than the Mayor's policy proposals.

All those subtle complexities have always been a subterfuge for the haves vs the have-nots and distraction for the money changers to exploit the working class.

Brother James Baldwin said, "Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced." In 2026 and beyond, let's be brave enough to face the greed and ignorance in today's society and resolve to change it.

I cast my lot with the people. #PowertothePeople

According to the latest Low income housing report it takes on average $24 per hour to afford a 2 bedroom apartment to avoid being "house burden." A fair redistribution (yeah, I said it) of wealth from CEOs to workers can make it a reality. No one person or persons need multi billions or millions.

Interesting enough. The only way the white psyche could deal with an interracial kiss was a storyline of godlike alien being forcing the embrace. Mind you, this is the 1968.