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There’s so much craziness online right now. I’m running everything I post through analytics to see if it’s true. You saw this with my post this morning. Tell people what’s going on and then back it up with fact. Here’s an example: There are a lot of reports of people dying in ICE detention centers.
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Millions of Americans took to the streets to protest against the Trump administration, and it was a powerful reminder that people still won’t sit back and be ignored. These massive protests aren’t just about making noise—they’re a way for ordinary folks to stand up and demand change when policies seem to favor a select few
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Imagine waking up in a world where every person looked the same, lived the same, and loved the same way. No diversity, no difference—just one narrow definition of existence. At first, some might think this sounds peaceful, orderly even. But look a little closer, and you’ll see something far more disturbing: a world drained of
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I don’t for a second think someone out there supporting the Trump administration will look at this and understand. Their reasoning skills are clouded and misguided. Most of them have no clue about the hardships that are ahead. This is for the reasonable folks out there asking, “What does this mean for me?” The outlook
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December 2017. The air smelled like the holidays and pine needles. We stood in a room full of people who’d fought for us, cried for us, waited for us. My hands shook holding the marriage license—a piece of paper I never thought I’d get to sign. Seven years later, I still remember the way my
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I know I drive some of you crazy with my constant barrage of queer content. Trust me, I get it. But here’s the thing—you have to understand that my posts aren’t really for you. And I’m certainly not trying to change the minds of the far-right extremists who have already decided to rationalize their hatred.
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I often think of Anne Frank. Her words, her story, her unwavering hope in the face of unimaginable fear have haunted and inspired me for as long as I can remember. But it wasn’t until I visited the Secret Annex in Amsterdam that I truly felt the weight of her presence. Walking through those small,
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It was 1982, and I was seventeen—carefree, bold, and utterly convinced that the future was bright. I remember walking into the local arcade with my pink polo collar flipped up and starched, my straight-leg jeans perfectly faded, and my loafers polished just enough to look effortlessly cool. A typical seventeen-year-old in the eighties, caught somewhere
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Lately, I’ve been watching interviews with MAGA supporters, and whenever the question comes up—“Do you believe in the Constitution?”—the response is invariably, “Yes, I’m a constitutionalist.” Yet how can someone honestly claim that title while backing an ideology that not only betrays the very document meant to protect our freedoms but, in many cases, actively
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