This diary is dedicated to the thousands of diarists who grind away, cogs in the big orange machine, doing their part to make a statement and to make a difference.
God I Wish . . .
God I wish I was a Kos rock star like Maryscott, where a well-placed rant sails to the top of the recommended list in 28 seconds. Or like Jerome or Stirling whose steady, thoughtful insights always gain the traction they deserve. Or like Darksyde, whose beautiful writing pulls me in even when I really don't have the time.
But I'm not. I'm just one of the great orange tide of plentiful plankton feeding the whales before they breach the recommended surface.
But that doesn't keep me from trying. And these days, what I'm "trying" is to stop this country dead in its fucking tracks for one beautiful day of truth and peace.
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So far, about 200 people have said they're interested. Which means we only need about 49,999,800 more people to get to 50 million.
I don't know where you'll be on December 7th. But I'm going to be on strike. The first ever National Strike for Truth and Peace.
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