Thursday, April 17, 2025

Positive Thoughts For Disillusioned Trump Supporters

 

Bad news, MAGA, it’s increasingly looking like you’re going to have to eat some crow in the coming months as you come to realize your hero has more in common with Moe Howard than Albert Einstein or Dudley Do-Right. It’s looking a lot like one of those Three Stooges shorts, where they’re plumbers who are called to fix a leaky sink, or carpenters sent to build a staircase, or chefs who are supposed to cater some high society social event. It’s been less than three months, but the administration’s shortcomings are already becoming hard to deny. There has been no peace deal done in Ukraine and there are lot of frightened grandmothers who aren’t sure if their social security check is going to be deposited.

Internationally, it is safe to say our list of allies grows thin. While it might work to say one person or one nation is taking advantage of the relationship it has with you, when you say everybody or every country in the world is taking advantage of you, you start to lose credibility. And Donald Trump has said this about virtually every country in the world. Now it could be they are indeed all out to take advantage of the United States, but as a resident of a madhouse once said “They called me crazy and I said ‘no, you’re the ones who are crazy,’ but they outnumbered me. At some point, if you ever want to get out of the nuthouse, you’re going to have to find a way to get along with the entire rest of the world.

Liberals are not going to make this easy for you. With all the bravery their timid hearts can muster, they’re going to call you stupid losers and rub it in. They won’t care if the world is on fire, all they want is to do a victory dance while MAGA is forced to watch. You’re going to learn that they’re not the adults in the room they claim to be. But, then, you knew this already, didn’t you?

I sympathize with you MAGA, I really do. Although I never thought Donald Trump was hand-chosen by God to make America great again, there’s something about the smugness of the liberals that makes it impossible to root for them. So I’m going to do you a favor and give you some comebacks you can use when liberals get in your face and laugh their insufferable liberal laughs over your grudging admission that Trump wasn’t all you had hoped he might be.

What To Do When A Liberal Gloats Over Trumps Shortcomings.

-Insist the economy is doing great and question why people just don’t see it. Say that the problem must be messaging and that the Trump Administration just has to do a better job of getting their message out.

-Blame Putin. Tell liberals Russia kidnapped the real Donald Trump and replaced him with a lookalike who is really a KGB agent. They might fall for it. And even if they don’t, they can hardly call it a stupid theory after their allegations of spy porpoises and energy weapons being used in Cuba that caused brain injuries.

-Apologize. Tell your liberal friends they were right and you were wrong. Say that Kamala Harris should have won. Then insist she take over for Trump. In three months’ time, everyone will forget about Trump’s failures in light of Harris’s colossal failures.

-Say that Trump was wrong for trying to avoid a war in Ukraine and insist we up our level of involvement in the proxy war to dangerous new levels. This will cause a nuclear war, killing every human being and most animals species on Earth. Since no one will survive, you wont have to apologize and nobody will be around to gloat.

-Oppose the Gaza genocide. This alone will make you morally superior to any Democrat who remained neutral or silent on this issue. When a liberal mocks you because you voted for an amoral moron, simply say “Yeah? Well at least I didn’t remain silent while a genocide was taking place!”

-Say it was God’s will that Trump failed and that Trump was His tool to destroy the most evil nation on the planet: The United States.

-If you are one of the billionaires who profited from the Trump tax cuts, simply move to another country and build yourself an immense estate where you never have to encounter a liberal again.

-If you are a hundred-billionaire and own your own social media site, censor any post that includes the phrase “I told you so.”

-Take consolation in the fact that, should a Democrat succeed Trump, he will continue supporting 95% of Trump’s agenda. Tax cuts for billionaires will not be rescinded. Deportations will continue unabated and might even increase. Government agencies will continue to be defunded or privatized. And the best part of all: you will still get to see fresh images of children being shot in Gaza, medics murdered, entire families living in tents or being treated in hospitals blown up. The only difference will be that they will not make cute little cartoon videos glorifying these sorts of war crimes, because that would be vulgar.

-Rest assured that within a decade Democrats will be hugging Trump and sharing candy with him, just like Michelle Obama did with George W. Bush. These people have no memory. Yesterday’s worst enemy becomes their new best friend. Just ask Dick and Liz Cheney, Mike Pence, Bill Kristol, and John Bolton.

Friday, April 11, 2025

Is Donald Trump A Russian Agent?

 

Photo by Nataliya Melnychuk on Unsplash

I always try to look at the other side of any issue, even if it’s one I’m deeply invested in. Take the idea that Trump is and has been a Russian agent. I personally believe it has been an extremely dangerous bit of propaganda meant to gin up enough hatred of Russia that U.S. citizens would not only tolerate foolish escalations with a nuclear-armed country but would actually cheer them on. Nevertheless, I always take time to look at every important issue from various angles in order to understand it more fully and not become too invested in my own interpretation. Thus I asked myself today if there could be any truth to the idea that Trump was in fact doing the bidding of the Kremlin.

The notion is crazy on the surface, something out of a cheap spy novel. No, worse than that, it is something out of a Boris and Natasha cartoon. But perhaps that is my own bias speaking. I mean, after all, it is as good an explanation for Trump’s behavior as any other. The alternatives being that A. Trump is a super genius whose machinations are so complex that no mere mortal can comprehend them B. He’s an idiot who’s out of his depth when it comes to something else besides making real estate deals. A doesn’t seem real likely, so I therefore tend to go with B. But if Trump were being controlled by Russia in order to destroy U.S. standing in the world, it might look very much like this.

It doesn’t appear that the U.S. has a single ally in all the world, that Trump’s behavior has completely isolated us. It’s almost as if Andy Kaufman had come back to life and was performing his Tony Clifton character while wearing a Trump mask. This must surely be working out in Russia’s favor.

So while it all seems on the surface very unlikely that an otherwise sober and cautious Russian foreign policy would venture into doing something so extremely risky and unwise, the results are definitely in Russia’s (and China’s) favor. And while it is almost unimaginable that someone as vain as Trump would allow himself to be a witting tool and is too mentally and emotionally unstable to be used as an unwitting tool, the end results tend to back the theory.

There is one flaw in the story, however. Let us grant for a moment that Trump has been a witting or unwitting implement used by Russia to destroy the country Russia is most threatened by. This flaw is the Democratic Party. This flaw is Joe Biden and Kamala Harris. You can’t blame Russia or Trump for them. Democrats had four years in office and were completely incapable of doing anything to make people want to support them. Donald Trump didn’t destroy the Democratic Party, nor did Russia.

Four years of Democrats in charge did nothing to abate the downward spiral the U.S. was on during the first Trump term. In fact, it accelerated it. During this time the world got a deeper glimpse into what a world ruled by the U.S. will look like going forward, and it was not a pleasant sight. Far worse than the vulgar behavior of Trump, Biden’s presidency showed just how reckless American foreign policy had become: risking war with a nuclear power, while giving carte blanche to an Apartheid state turning it up a notch to ethnic cleansing and genocide. Along the way they made as their closest allies the very worst people in the world: ethno-fascists (Zionists), Neo-Nazis (Banderites), fundamentalist terrorists (in Syria), and mercenaries and weapons manufacturers of all stripes.

The Democrats did nothing to undo the damage Trump had done. They didn’t issue an apology to Iran for Trump’s assassination of Iran’s national hero, General Soleimani, did not try to restart the Iran nuclear deal, did not cancel Trump’s tax cuts to the richest Americans that the rest of us must pay for with interest.

America’s reputation continued to fall lower under the rule of Democrats. While European vassal states were happy to have a fellow empty suit in charge in the U.S., the rest of the world, the ones that had the most to lose, became even more disillusioned with the United States and all it stood for. As bad as having Trump as a spokesperson for our country was, having an obviously cognitively impaired old man was even worse. And had Kamala Harris been elected, it would have made the charade even more obvious and unforgivable. No, if Putin had decided to bring Trump to power in order to give the U.S. a black eye on the world stage, he needn’t have bothered. The U.S. was willing to do the job for free.

So I am going to stick with my original analysis — that The United States is a dying empire incapable of righting its course. Anyone with intelligence, integrity and courage will never be permitted near the reins of power. A corrupt ruling class will do whatever is required to ensure that no threat to their privilege arises. Russia, like the rest of the world, is merely trying to hang on, doing its best to avoid the very real and existential threat that a nuclear-armed empire bereft of any of the virtues that once made its existence tolerable can cause. If the United States is on a self-destructive path towards its own demise, it only makes it worse to try to shift the blame onto other actors. Once we realize there is no other actor that is at fault, we can start accepting responsibility for our own behavior and thus start to make things better.

Wednesday, August 14, 2024

The Choice Between Which Incompetent Will Lead Our Dying Empire

 


President Trump could not exist without the Democratic Party. The vast majority of those who have voted for Trump in the past voted not FOR him but against the establishment parties. The reasoning behind it I’ve heard a hundred times: “I figured I’d vote for something different.” Without the Democratic Party and the reprehensible establishment failures in which they’ve played a crucial role, Donald Trump would be getting roughly the same amount of votes David Duke did decades ago. The people want something different. They’ve given up on establishment politics. And with good reason, although Trump might not be the solution they were hoping for.

The same can be said, I guess, about Kamala Harris. Nobody is voting for her policies because she DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A PLATFORM! Any justification for her bid to become president is nothing more than a string of vapid reasons as to why she is the best person for the job. Or, most succinctly, that she is not Donald Trump.

Let me throw out a few historical figures who were also not Trump. Adolf Eichmann wasn’t Trump. Pol Pot wasn’t Trump. Idi Amin was not Trump. Not being Trump does not automatically qualify one to be the leader of The United States. If that were the case, were he still alive, we might have people shouting for President Manson.

Kamala Harris is no Charles Manson, I’ll give her that. What she is, though, is a nincompoop. An utterly unserious candidate who has already been promoted WAY beyond her competency level. The media is forced to lower itself still further in its reporting by lobbing her the softest of softball questions. It’s like watching a parent throwing a ball to a child and letting the child run the bases when she never even hit the ball. Why she has been chosen by the powers that be in the Democratic Party is anybody’s guess, but it’s most likely because she was the closest thing at hand to plug into the position. It’s not like they give a lot of thought into who they choose any more.

The last person they chose as their answer to Trump was an elderly man with clear signs of age-related cognitive decline. He had already been forced to drop out of a prior presidential campaign due to his plagiarism and lying. He was fortunate enough to squeak out a win over Trump because the people had seen what four years of Trump looked like. Unfortunately for Biden, they have now had a chance to see what four years of Biden looks like. In that time he has failed to do anything for women seeking abortions and failed to raise the minimum wage. He has, however, managed to plunge our country into a proxy war with a nuclear power, abetted a genocide in Gaza, and has been busy working on a second proxy war, with China.

Joe Biden was that old, dust-covered fuse sitting in your basement that you screw into the fuse box because there’s nothing else at hand. Kamala Harris is like a penny that you put into the fuse box because you’re tired of blowing fuses. Harris is a conduit that offers no resistance to the flow of power.

Here is the real disconnect for me, the reason I can only watch the cheerleading of Harris/Walz with bemusement and disbelief: The United States is a dying empire. But unlike any other dying empire that has come before, it has a nuclear arsenal, and there is no indication it is going to decline gracefully. In fact, there is no indication it even has clue #1 it is a dying empire. It is behaving like Gloria Swanson’s character in Hollywood Boulevard, like an aged actress living in a fantasy that the world is clamoring for her comeback.

That’s what I see when I look at Kamala, someone so detached from reality that she fully believes she is not merely going to get a chance to run the world but that she has the tools required to succeed. I see the same deluded thinking when I look at her supporters, as well. They truly believe that Donald Trump is the only thing standing in their way from resurrecting the former (alleged) glories of empire. They have this nostalgic vision of what America’s past really was before Trump. Nothing that happened before Trump came along was bad. They are incapable of seeing Trump as being an inevitable result of the actions of an empire in decline. They believe him to be the cause and not the result of our decline.

Trump supporters are no less deluded, except that they see the past clearly enough. They’re aware of the racism and the sexism and the class disparities that have always existed but they are okay with it. There is no need for them to deny it, they embrace it.

The United States is a dying empire in complete denial and I find it impossible to engage in any debates between two sides that are unwilling to contemplate that reality. Anyone willing to point this out is banned from the media and hence from the discussion. The delusional thinking of those who are tied to the machinery, who are placed comfortably atop it, constricts the conversation to a tiny window between two candidates who are entirely unequal to the task of negotiating the U.S. into a new world of multi-polarity.

That the U.S. is an imploding empire is not merely my opinion. It is the opinion of Colonel Lawrence Wilkerson, former Chief Of Staff to Secretary Of State Colin Powell. It is the conviction of Dr. Mohammad Marandi, a professor at the University of Iran. It is clear as day to Pulitzer Prize winning journalist Chris Hedges. This is not just a conservative or a liberal perspective. It is not the ill-informed opinion of deplorables nor is it the propaganda of Putin puppets. It is the consensus of those intelligent and principled people who are no longer permitted to speak the truth through establishment channels. A dying empire, apparently, has no interest in self-reflection. Those who are seated comfortably on a sinking ship are the last to notice the ship is sinking.

Were Trump to be confronted with the assertion that the U.S. is a dying empire, we could expect the same sort of bluster used when he was forced to declare the bankruptcy of his business. But unlike U.S. bankruptcy laws, which are very forgiving for people of wealth, the world will be less kind when the U.S. defaults on its debts. What Trump’s actions will be when the fantasy world we are living collides with reality is anybody’s guess. We would be right to be terrified at the thought.

No less frightening is having Kamala Harris at the helm. As I stated before, she is a penny shoved into the spot where a president should go. She is inherently incapable of disrupting the power that flows through Washington. It is a mindless power, directed only by greed, capable of any sort of violence or oppression. And there is NOTHING in Kamala Harris’ history to suggest that she is capable of standing up to power. Her career has been as a handmaiden to power, subservient and obedient to those who might forward her career. When she was tough, she was tough on relatively powerless criminals and the parents of truants. Kamala Harris is not what we need right now. Neither is Trump. Both will fail our nation in the time of crisis that is already upon us.

When given the choice between two unacceptable options, the only smart choice is to demand something better. Those who have convinced you otherwise are your enemy and the enemy of our nation. It is the reasoning of those who have the comfiest seats on a sinking ship.


Sunday, April 23, 2023

Not Even A Mushroom Cloud Will Make Them Doubt The Narrative

 

It is hard to admit that you were wrong. It is harder to admit you were wrong on a very serious subject. Even harder to admit you were wrong when the group you belong to was wrong, because it means you will have to go against the crowd. It is harder still to admit you were wrong when doing so makes it obvious that a group you felt superior to was right. That is the kind of blow to the ego very few of us are willing to endure.

For the reasons stated above, people who fell in line with the Russiagate narrative are never going to admit they were wrong, not even to themselves. They will never permit themselves to consider that all their emotional energies were diverted from opposing Trump on any issues of substance into being unwitting dupes to the unelected deep state that has a self-admitted goal of complete global hegemony. Russia was the next nation on their list, and so the propaganda campaign had to be kicked into high gear. Democrats, this time, proved to be the subjects most useful for this purpose.

Hillary Clinton embraced the by-now debunked lie that Russia hacked her e-mails in order to save face and have someone to blame for her failure. Blame and Hillary do not coexist very well, so she was an easy sell. The Democratic Party cottoned to the Russiagate narrative because it meant they didn’t have to do a post-loss post-mortem to see what they had done wrong. A party every bit as beholden to moneyed interests as the Republican Party has no interest in contemplating what it might need to do for voters other than virtue-signaling. The media, perhaps, found it easiest of all to go along with the story of Russia interfering in the U.S. elections. For one thing, it absolved them from doing any actual journalism on their own: they just had to repeat the assertions from anonymous sources they were being flooded with on a daily basis. For another thing, they never had to take accountability for what they reported: They could take an accusation — say Putin having video of prostitutes peeing on Trump — speculate on what Putin might be making Trump do to keep the video hidden, and then move on to the next “bombshell” when the previous one had proven to be a dud. Lastly, Russiagate was a HUGE moneymaker for the establishment media. As Executive Chairman for CBS News said about Donald Trump — and which was doubly true for all establishment news outlets regarding Russiagate: “It may not be good for America, but it’s damn good for CBS.” For a while, Rachel Maddow was flying high doing nothing more than quoting from the Steele Dossier the way Joel Osteen quotes The Bible.

And of course, all the neo-cons went along with Russiagate because it advanced the agenda that they first put into practice with the invasion of Iraq. All those ghoulish demons from the pits of the Republican Party slithered over to join with the Democrats to blame Russia for what the American people and both their corrupted parties did to themselves. And the Democrats welcomed them with open arms like some prodigal son. This unification with what they once considered all that was evil they now called “bipartisanship”. “How could we be wrong when even our worst enemies agree with us?” In this way, George W. Bush was no longer a villain but became one of the good guys, like something out of a poorly written professional wrestling script.

People in an emotional state are easily manipulated. That is why those who were crushed by Hillary’s loss fell for Russiagate like a hungry trout for a well-tied fly. That’s why anyone who wasn’t emotionally invested didn’t. Anyone who was able to go to bed the night before the election because they didn’t think the survival of Western culture relied upon Hillary’s victory saw the Russiagate narrative for what it was: a lie, an excuse, a call for increased tensions against yet another country, a joke, pathetic.

Biden has had time to give us a good idea of what a Hillary Presidency would have looked like. Both being obedient servants to corporate power and the military, there is little difference one’s influence could have made. Hillary might have been more full-throatedly supportive of the military industrial complex, but without the 4-year buildup that was Russiagate, it would not have been as effective. Indeed, tying Trump to Russia was a stroke of (evil) genius on the part of those who dictate our international politics.

But like I said, it is hard to admit you’re wrong when you have so much emotionally invested in a narrative. I know I am not going to convince anybody to change their mind, let alone admit their complicity in a lie that quite possibly could be more damaging than any other lie told in human history. The only people who will read and relate to this are those who already know the truth. But that does not mean I can’t make the lie sit a little less easily in some people’s minds. I can still remind them that people other than Trump supporters, paid Russian trolls, and useful idiots can hold a position contrary to their own. I can still make self-delusion hurt a little bit.

*Dearest reader: I admit I am guilty of using what Professor S.I. Hayakawa referred to as “snarl words” in this article. Snarl words are “highly connotative language that often serves as a substitute for serious thought and well-reasoned argument.” I further admit I have done so in order to provoke an emotional response rather than a substantive debate. If I felt substantive debate were possible on this issue I would have refrained from such behavior. I honestly believe there is no way of arguing this subject with believers without provoking an emotional response. Please note that I am at least upfront about this and that it is a form of arguing that I normally find offensive.


Saturday, February 4, 2023

Beneath The Surface (An Allegory)

There was once a large pier from which, in the before time, sail boats used to sail to all parts of the world. But now the giant metal behemoths rule the waves and the sail boats are seen there no longer. Bereft of its former purpose, families now use it to launch their personal water craft, fish from, and picnic on. On a warm summer day, water craft roil the waters as children play upon the still sturdy beams of the dock. But early in the morning, before the visitors and vacationers arrived, an old sailor could often be seen sitting at the end of the pier. He had no fishing pole nor water craft: he was content to look out upon and listen to the waves. For the sea was in his veins, and though he was no longer a sailor, he still heard the sea’s call. He visited her to watch the sun rise and stayed with her until the crowds began to arrive. Often, he would simply gaze for long periods of time deep into her depths, communing with some spirit that only those intimate with the sea would know. For the same unknown longing called to him even now as it once called to him as a young man. Where once he traveled the world in hopes that he might find an answer to this longing, as an old man he became content to experience the mystery without the need for answers. One day, as he stared into the depths that the waves were always trying to conceal and distort, he saw a motion deep within. It was but the briefest of glimpses but it set the hair on the back of his neck at end. It was one of those mysteries of the deep that sometimes rise from the dark and give hints of all that was submerged. It was big. Of that there was no doubt. He had seen enough in his days to not be mistaken. A glimpse of white that would terrify him if he were in a boat. Would have terrified if he had been a younger man. Terrified him now. He thought he knew what it was but stared transfixed at the water, looking for confirmation. Again he saw something — just a hint, but it turned the blood within his veins cold. He scanned the waters, his trained eyes fixed to look beneath the surface and the dancing waves that reflected the sky rather than reveal what was within. And then he saw it again. This time, there was no doubt in his mind. It confirmed the fear that filled his body. A shark. A great shark, its body larger than a life raft, and just as white. He was safe where he crouched as he peered over the edge of the wooden dock, but still fear gripped him. There are some fears men do not outgrow, some fears that reason cannot tame. It swam about, and the old sailor believed he could feel an aura of malevolence around it. Superstition clings tight to those who have long looked into the depths of the sea. He stared for a while, waiting for the beast to appear once more. He knew it was lurking, knew it was a hunter that sensed prey. He could almost feel its hunger. And while such a thing frightened him, it was this sort of peril which perhaps urged people such as himself to the sea in the first place. Life lived fully is spent in defiance of the jaws of predators. He would not have noticed the arrival of others were it not for the fact that his every sense was strained in anticipation of spotting the thing again. They were at a distance yet, not on the pier, but they were readying their toys and their tackle, and would soon be headed his way. Another vehicle pulled up as he looked, and another turned around to back a trailer full of water craft into the water. The old sailor walked toward them, waving to them in warning of what he had seen. The people were familiar with the old sailor who kept mainly to himself and to the water. They thought him odd but harmless. But as he approached them on this day, he looked — as they may have thought to themselves — off his meds. His behavior was wild and in his eyes was a look of danger. “Do not go in the water!” he cried. “There is a shark in it.” “Show me,” cried a father, entrusting the children to their mother while he walked toward the end of the pier with the old man. The old man, hesitant to lead him too far out, nevertheless did as he was asked. But when they got to the end of the pier, the father said, “Is that what you see? Why, it’s only a duck.” And sure enough, there was a duck bobbing gently upon gentle waves, quite unconcerned with the people on the pier and quite unaware of the danger that lurked beneath. “Not the duck!” said the old sailor, exasperated and angered. “I have lived my life on the sea, surely I know a shark from a duck. Look.” And he pointed down into the depths, because for a brief moment the shark again raised close enough to the surface to be seen by one who knew where to look and what to look for. “I only see a duck,” said the father, the patronizing tone in his voice thinly veiled. “You have to look deeper,” cried the old tar. “Anyone can see a duck!” “And yet I only see a duck,” said the younger man self-assuredly as he slowly turned away from the older man. He waved his wife and children forward. One who has lived his life successfully without ever encountering a shark may grow foolishly confident that he knows best, and feel he need not worry about what has never bothered him before. As the man walked towards his family, the old sailor observed that the man with the water craft had released them from the trailer into the water. He stood thigh deep in the water, still close enough to shore to be safe but assuredly headed toward danger. Still more people came, heading toward a day of carefree enjoyment. The old sailor went from one party to another, trying to find someone who might heed his warning. Some seemed concerned initially, but with a nod from the father he had first talked to, they seemed to take the warning less seriously. And so they went about their business, heedless of the old man who seemed increasingly emotional and irrational as he went from one person to another. At last, he despaired of warning anyone at all. He thought of the duck who bobbed among the waves and thought that at the very least he might be able to save him. And so he grabbed a rock and walked back toward the edge of the pier. People had already fired up their water craft and were speeding off from shore towards deeper regions. As they accelerated, they created huge waves behind them which roiled waters, making it impossible for the old sailor — or anyone else — to see what lay within the depths. The old man neared the edge of the pier and saw the duck bobbing quite comfortably. He changed his grip upon the rock, getting ready to throw it in the duck’s direction, hoping to scare it away from the danger that awaited it. But even as he loosed the rock a violent eruption happened beneath the duck, and in an instant huge white teeth closed over the duck as it was dragged forever more into the darkness of the water and the darkness of the shark’s belly. The father who the old sailor had spoken to had seen him throw the rock and came forward to see what had happened. Looking out at the water and seeing the duck was gone, the younger man asked, “What did you do to the duck?” “It was the shark!” the sailor cried. “It wasn’t a shark,” said the father, disgust in his voice. “It was just a duck. A poor, innocent duck. And you killed it.” “I didn’t,” cried the old man. But the younger man was done listening. He walked back to his family and the others who were with them, and soon he pulled out his cell phone and could be seen talking to someone. The people on the shore — the crowd continuing to grow — stared out at the old man, who tried to tell whoever might listen of the danger he had seen. Soon, a squad car arrived. Two police officers walked out onto the pier, spoke briefly with the old sailor, placed handcuffs on his wrists and led him to their car, where they placed him in the back and drove away. “Is the bad man gone, mommy?” a young boy asked “Yes, son,” said his loving mom. “It’s safe to go in the water now.”

Saturday, August 13, 2022

Corporate Media Uses Hyperlinks To Confuse, Not To Clarify

 

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Thursday, August 11, 2022

A Dream Of A Ridiculous Man (With Apologies To Dostoyevski)