Once again, it's here. Time flies like the wind. Fruit flies like bananas harhar.
My daughter's swansong re trick or treat was a kind of goth vampire look. She's read a bunch of vampire novels. We talk about this and of course other things from all aspects of life. She is very much based in reality btw and not lost in all the 'vampire chic' these days. I predict parties in the years to come.
My son merely sat it out and conversed with friends online and played military strategy games. He'll likely celebrate in his own way in the future.
I just fixed hamburgers and drank some beer. Industrious. But I was thinking.
I think about fear and not just because of Halloween.
It's a powerful weapon, and can be used for weal or woe.
Me (as in the incorrect, but commonly used 'It's me'), the broken record, skips over and over, don't be afraid, don't be afraid.......
Those who would be our masters want us to be very scared and either give up, run amok shooting, generally run amok, fight among ourselves, and generally do nothing.
Do something. Resist. Learn how they think. Be ready for any contingency. Fight.
And let em know you won't back down.
Let them do the work (as in no Fr. Sumters). They will crack and inevitably be scared themselves at the level we are willing to achieve.
So, have fun on Halloween. Face those fears and beat em.
Look inside yourself and face what's there. The libs don't. But out of their fear of us as well as themselves, they will trip on their collective d!cks.
The real scary stuff is ahead -s-.
But, there is a promise of a better day after.
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