The very first thing I’d like to point out about living in New Mexico is that it is, in fact, a part of the United States of America. It is truly frightening and sad to me that in the few months I’ve lived here, I’ve had to tell people that I didn’t leave the country.
I started this blog almost exactly a year ago. I made twelve posts before my life got so crazy I just stopped thinking about this thing. I miss writing… A lot. I’ve been threatening to write for months but haven’t actually sat down until now. When I started this, it was on the heels of
America has a fucking drug problem. America has a poverty problem. America has a classicism problem. America has an oppression problem. America has a racism problem. America itself is becoming a fucking problem and I am determined to turn the tide. I swore an oath to defend with my life the Constitution. Not the flag.