No, Biden’s rallies weren’t bigger.
No, you didn’t see any Biden flags on houses or Biden bumper stickers on cars.
No, you don’t know a single person on your street or at your church who supports Biden.
But guess what? We are here, we are everywhere, and we will win.
Biden’s rallies were small because people who live in reality don’t want to expose themselves to you and the thugs like you. We don’t fly Biden flags because we don’t want our houses burned down. We don’t put Biden bumper stickers on our cars because we don’t want to be targets for road rage.
We don’t trust you. We decided to simply end all contact with people who cannot be reasoned with. This is for our own safety.
In private groups – where you are not invited – we laugh at you because of your descent into madness.
We all have stories about how we’ve cut ties with you, our family and former friends, because we don’t want your hatred poisoning our lives. We can’t stand to listen to you vomiting the lies of your cult, day after day.
You used to be different. We liked you. But now that we know what was inside your heart all along, we’ve decided you don’t deserve to know about our lives. We’ll skip family reunions, even after we get the vaccine. We’ll make up some excuse just to be polite. But in reality, we just don’t feel like sitting around eating potato salad and making small talk with people who are stupid, who display their stupidity with ever word, and who are proud of being stupid.
To all the brothers and aunts and cousins and dads and neighbors out there who just can’t wrap their heads around what this means, know that this is not going away anytime soon, if ever. We won’t be reaching out, and we won’t be mending fences. It’s not up to us to apologize for your being assholes.
You poured the gasoline, you lit the match. You burned this to the ground. So if we seem different from now on, we are. We’ve seen what you really are and it’s ugly, ugly, ugly. I hope Trump was worth it.