I’m Convinced There’s No Hope for America. Please Talk Me Out of It.
Here’s what I need to know.
I need to know that all is not lost. I don’t need to be told that all is not lost, I need to be convinced. I need proof. Without that proof, I either have to remain in this unbearable state of stomach-churning anxiety, or I have to accept the end and prepare for what’s truly next to come.
So this post is a request. Or…