Let’s try this again.

Imagine a loved one has been diagnosed with a terminal or degenerative disease. Do you face this person with hope and support, or despair? Is that day worse or better than today?

It’s obvious in my little metaphor that America could be that person. What is probably less obvious is that we are all America. I’m America. Please stop acting like I should just lay down and die.

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Chrysoula

I used to be at attractmode.net, but flakiness is one of my primary traits, and the domain expired. Apparently it was popular enough to be snatched up!