It’s so chic to be hip and godless that some have no shame disturbing others who may be faithful. The hyenas who laugh when they see images most would consider pornography think that by behaving like prepubescent teens they’re doing something helpful in breaking barriers. Sex is a hobby and making someone blush or turn away from embarrassment of sexuality is a game. Unfortunately their method builds walls with the opposition and sets their entire movement back.
Conversely, these champions of equality are equally triggered when I’m in stilettos on the corner with a Trump flag.
These vultures will seek to separate our united herd any way they can and drop little hints in messages to patriots to form schisms.
I’ve never lived in a single community because I was raised to be Hispanic and American, an amalgam. My social circle reflects this upbringing and my friends are a cacophony of characters.
Realizing the game helps to defend against agents who seek to divide us and being self assured definitely helps. I won’t block but the most serious of trolls, because I prefer to frustrate them into a stupor. These small voices like to comment on public posts, but dare not allow their feeds to be “polluted” with opposition. No matter, snagging a photo from a person’s profile is relatively easy and meme generator takes care of the rest.
Poof, my detractors are embarrassed and I can move on to bigger and better prey. Like Cenk Uygur from Young Turks who thinks he can waltz into Katie Hill’s vacant seat. If he has such issue with a small white girl like Kaitlin Bennet from Liberty Hangout, he’ll have a doozy with a conservative fag in stilettos.
