What's done is, unfortunately, done. And, if the shooter turns out to be another MAGA tin-foil hat, like the one who tried for Trump, I'd bet my last dollar that it'll all be forgotten as soon as possible.

I do feel bad for Kirk's family, since his kids won't have a dad anymore.

Yet we're supposed to believe that 250k people showed up in DC to one of the most anemic parades I've ever seen in all my life. Where every single picture just showed a huge lack of enthusiasm by anyone, *including* the guest of "honor".

Yeah, alright.

#votenow #art2sec4 #cleanthehouse

The ones who never got to hold their children or be there for their parents.

To those who are still here, remember this:
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

#memorialday #veteranlife #22aday #siblingsinarms

Some of us are scarred and broken. Hurt and suffering. Some of us never did come back at all. Today is for that last group: the ones who never made it back from France or Germany or the islands in the Pacific. The ones who never saw home again. Who never got to eat their favorite meal.

For those of you that have never served, I know very well some of the thoughts on the last 24 years of wars, and that's ok; I'm not saying you're wrong or anything like that. What I will say is please make the distinction between the service member and the service.

I remember the bull sessions in the various and sundry smoke pits. The times spent playing video games on an old console that someone brought with them. The fights and the friendship, poker games and pushing the limits. It's all there.

But rest assured, I do remember them. I remember the good times and the bad. I remember our deployments to training sites and war zones, and our drinking parties in the barracks, where we sang songs with beer bottles for microphones.

However, I have lost a couple comrades to other issues: mental health, cancer, plain bad-luck accidents. Today's the day for me to remember them. I won't say their names here cos I don't wanna doxx myself, and I want to respect their and their families' privacy.

Therefore, Jesus was a Lich (although not necessarily one of the bad ones) and I'd bet his phylactery was the Holy Grail.

4. He appeared in daylight outside his tomb, so, not a Vampire.

5. He kept all of his intelligence and was able to communicate with several different people, plus was able to appear and disappear at will, proving strong magical powers.

Huh. I didn't know that. Does make sense that current Christians keep a picture of an illegitimate son who got his various positions through nepotism in their house tho.

Don't stop. We can win.