Do I think there is any chance in hell that at this moment this Congress will impeach Trump?
No, I do not suffer from that illusion.
I do think that in time he will grow even more unpopular than he is now.
I say it to put it out into the universe, at first a barely audible whisper, that maybe others will hear and starting whispering too.
I say it bc although these words are empty now, maybe with time we could fill it with our anger and our outrage which, afterall, have no place to go.
I say it bc it is better than saying nothing or saying whatever can we do? we are helpless, oh well, nothing can be done.
I say other things too, and sometimes (on rare occasions) even act.
I say it as a spell, a curse , that must be repeated for it to take hold and work its magic. Intoned in my steps. Repeated as a mantra, so I do not become accustomed to this.
I say it as a prayer, just in case there is a god who will listen.
Impeach the fucker, mayitbeso, Amen.
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