Trigger warning for MAGAts, inbred cousin-fuckers, Daughter-wives of the Confederacy, and all the other snowflakes who are worried about a pinch in the arm (also, obviously, I’m angry, I haven’t had any Indica products today, so you can expect a ton of salty language, calls to cut off Texas’s cable subscription, and other family-friendly fare)(also, if you are in Texas, congratulations on having electricity this weeek; ERCOT wants you to keep your devices powered down unless it’s an emergency, or you’re on W’s ranch). I’m going to be smug, condescending, cruel, and provocative, which are the only true Southern exports
So, I’d like to describe a place for you. It’s a part of the world where women and minorities have a disproportionately tiny amount of socioeconomic influence, the age of consent is 15 (de facto), treatable, preventable diseases are unchecked, there are very few restrictions on firearm ownership, extremist militias…