That’s it; I’m done. There comes a time when staying silent is just cowardice, and now is definitely that moment. Today, February 28, 2025, is my personal Amnesty Day. If, up until this point, you have supported Donald Trump and his cast of minions, but you have recanted that support, then we’re good. I won’t ask any questions, I don’t care if you “admit you were wrong”, I’m willing to offer a full pardon, so to speak. But if, as of today, you still support that man, or anything he stands for, then I’m done with you. I do not want to be friends with you, I do not want to date you, I do not want anything from you. If you still support what is happening right now, your moral compass is so far off that I just am wasting my time trying to relate to you.
The last five weeks have been so obviously, unrepentantly petulant, unkind, mean, and also just quintessentially unAmerican that I just don’t see any path back. But today’s outburst of childishness, in front of a world leader who is trying to protect his people against evil, was so bald-facedly ignorant that it boggles the mind. (If you don’t know what I’m talking about, look it up). And I am not afraid; I’m not afraid of what’s coming next, I’m not afraid of change, and I am not afraid of being on the right side of history. The man is a bully and a coward, and he has surrounded himself with the most idiotic sycophants bent on destroying American democracy that to do anything other than openly proclaim that idiocy is tantamount to supporting it.
So I’m done. I’m out. No more. Tolerance only extends so far, and that time is today.