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Here on the front porch of the Arkansas Delta we are returning to normal from a nasty bit of January weather. We don't handle snow very well. We wouldn't mind the ravages of summer heat if we could miss winter's badass moments.
Then there is the other stuff.
In the news, our governess went to Washington and took a large crowd of state troopers, maybe a full platoon or so. The only explanation is that it was a show of force. At this point their blouses are not brown, but one wonders.
Our congressional delegation is praising the president. Not one had a discouraging word about the pardoning of those who attacked the Capitol police and then crapped on the hallowed floors.
A whole generation is now thinking this is normal.
Sometimes I want to get a crowd of like-minded veterans and burn our Honorable Discharges on the Capitol lawn.
Why do I post these? I know I'm not changing things, but I want to make sure they come for me. I don't want to be one of the ones forced to walk by and view the carnage when the nightmare ends.
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