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What a bloody dumpster fire of a year 2024 proved to be. What a dreadful string of years we have been having, going back to 2001, with matters deteriorating precipitously from 2020 onward. 2025 portends even graver circumstances. At least, in the past five years, numerous malefactors were put in their place by yours truly, and not one liked the taste of their own medicine, nor was any remorse expressed on their part. Solitude is vastly preferable to the company of snakes and vultures. The writing is on the wall and I have forever felt, and been made to feel, as a stranger in a strange land, yet never more acutely than at present.
Multitudes of people and things are going to vanish and be written out of history. The worst among us have been consecrated with absolute dominion over society, and citizens are going to face horrors they never imagined were possible in the United States of America. There is no place for facile optimism, no Polly Annas allowed: we are f**ked, our fate is sealed and I merely supplicate that as many of you reading this as possible shall make it through. Given my overall state, I shall be remarkably ‘lucky’ - which is to say, cursed - shall I somehow persevere through the tribulations that are coming. This most assuredly is not the nation nor world in which I wish to exist, and these times shall not be viewed favourably by future generations (assuming humankind is not extinct).
Copyright 2024, Arthur Newhook. @Sunking278 and @FloydEtcetera on X, and at the same handles on FACEBOOK. MASTODON - @ArthurNewhook@mastodon.world, BLUESKY - @arthurnewhook.bsky.social. DONATIONS GRATEFULLY ACCEPTED at https://tinyurl.com/ArthurNewhook.
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