Would you rather be a part of the solution…or a part of the problem?

Decide.

Dood say: “Why are doin’ this, mate?”

Cop say: “I’m just as tired of this bullshit lockdown as you are.” Say, “Actually I agree with you guys.” Okay, fine then; all well and good, eh?

EXCEPT. Then he says, I’m doing this because THIS IS WHAT I GET PAID TO DO.

And then his interlocutor cuts to the chase, like a fucking KNIFE: “If you agree with us, then you should drop your gear and step over to our side of the street!” Which, of course, Cop don’t do. WON’T do. Perhaps, CAN’T do. For all sorts of reasons that seemed perfectly good the day before yesterday, but today just don’t quite cut it, and day after tomorrow will look and feel like the lame justifications and evasions they in fact have been all along.

This is it, folks. There is now a line—clear as crystal, unmistakable, indelible. You are either on one side of it—the Liberty And Justice For All side—or you are on the other.

And that’s it. That is absolutely, positively IT. Full stop, end of story. After many, many years of blurring all the lines intentionally; of obscuring the issues; of Fifty Shades Of Grey Man, bloodless and soulless and nondescript, we have come fully back ’round again to pure, no-bullshit, easy to read black and white. Good Vs Evil, Right Vs Wrong, with no comfy middle ground between ’em for wishy-washy waverer-types to quaver on.

So here we all are. No, we don’t like it. We all hoped never to be brought to this awful place; we tried our damnedest to avoid it, to kid ourselves that it could never happen here. As it slowly, gradually became more apparent that the conflict was real and could be forestalled only so long, we told ourselves it was still many years off yet. As the sand went right on sifting down to the bottom section of Destiny’s Own Hourglass, we told yourselves “not in my lifetime, at least.”

Well, hate to tell ya and all. Really I do. But guess what.

DECIDE.

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