Woke up and chose: Violence

Well, in theory anyways.

Every so often, I get up with the wrong intentions.

Rather than love, embrace, understanding, and empathy, all I want to do is enter a Trump flag waving compound and vigorously bash reason, logic, history, civics, jurisprudence, humanity, and decency into their christofascist skulls.

Then I remember that this would make me just like them: a political zom…