BOP
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This is brutal, but you probably guessed that already.
Our reluctance to bitch-slap you sideways was before you embraced your role as gun-grabbing, activist puppet. A position you gladly took. Everytown lubricated their hand, and you bent over, smiling as you spread your cheeks. It’s a metaphor overly-triggered people, chill out. A metaphor we wouldn’t have deployed had you stayed out of the public spotlight. Once you answer fame’s beckoning hand, you’re at the mercy of public scrutiny. Sorry, them be the rules. You don’t have to like them. But the moment you become political, you open yourself up to criticism. Even if you suffered a tragedy.
This is brutal, but you probably guessed that already.
Our reluctance to bitch-slap you sideways was before you embraced your role as gun-grabbing, activist puppet. A position you gladly took. Everytown lubricated their hand, and you bent over, smiling as you spread your cheeks. It’s a metaphor overly-triggered people, chill out. A metaphor we wouldn’t have deployed had you stayed out of the public spotlight. Once you answer fame’s beckoning hand, you’re at the mercy of public scrutiny. Sorry, them be the rules. You don’t have to like them. But the moment you become political, you open yourself up to criticism. Even if you suffered a tragedy.