“Can’t you hear the children scream? https://t.co/lcJKoi8jN7
— Rex Chapman🏇🏼 (@RexChapman) May 8, 2023
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The Rex Chapman thread was heartening to see.
Interestingly, the Jersey Craig thread is marked “adult content”, and one must log in to see. I refuse.
But the Chapman thread helps me keep bugging my legislators.
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This is one time I’m pleased I still have a (dormant) twitter account. Perhaps the most powerful poem I’ve ever heard. It’s adult content due to the language used, and in the context of the poem I think such language is appropriate. If you don’t have a twitter account, then I highly recommend you find someone who does and listen to the words of @INQLIFE
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There’s an unrestricted version on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@jersey_craig/video/7230418206505274670
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Thank you! I’ll get there soon. I’d presumed it was marked adult to discourage people seeing it.
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I find poetry a form of expression that does little for me – in fact it mostly goes above my head. But this one is so raw that it blows me away! Thank you Scottie, A great find.
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Hi Barry, Ali and Scottie;
When those kids were shot in Uvalde it was the last time I thought that in the end a cop would stand between a bullet and a civilian, a kid at least. But they didn’t. They were afraid. I understand, I would have been afraid too, but I wouldn’t have just stood there while kids died. It was a shock to my life because I thought that deep down they were the good guys doing an incredibly difficult and often ‘lesser of evils’ job. I was wrong, I was disappointed, and I was ashamed.
It’s a horrible feeling to look at people I love, people who really love their so-called “freedom”, and know that they love that gun and whatever it has come to mean to them more than a child’s life. And, what scares me is that as the death toll has risen, the double-down factor has become more frenzied. What does it take? When does the cost become too high? Who has to die before these people realize there is a problem and that they are on the wrong side?
Hugs
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