Is there any fucking hope? I'd rather be up in arms with buddies than sitting around twiddling my thumbs, but I'm beginning to wonder if that isn't the point of Q.

My state has confiscated our income to the tune of 15% to 50% annual via income tax refund offsets based upon fraudulent criminality. Turns out, it has been quite a racket to the tune of billions of dollars annual to help with the budget, but the unkindest cut of all - it can only happen to the working poor with KIDS IN THE HOME because a family of 4 gets anywhere from $5000 to $8000 annually - the biggest refunds. Welp, that's for 50k income or less and you know what Trump did, right?

Put a bit damn kink in their plans. PRoblem is, they only got tougher and abusing their authority against these so-called criminals because they're hurting really bad.

Then, the cities raised their taxes, because they're broker, too.

I'm 50. I went to the grocery store this morning to frugally pick out our groceries. Only grocer store under a 20 minute drive radius is fucking Wal-Mart. Couldn't finish grocery shopping because i was running late and my husband needed to get to work. We can only afford one sixteen-year-old vehicle whose wiring causes us to constantly check the battery, there's no AC and the driver door doesn't shut well. The only reason we have that truck is because the husband can fix anything. Not real sure what the lower IQ working poor do.

Anywho, background is in architecture, but I don't fit the bill for eye candy and tired of the "sex for promo" bullshit. Meanwhile, the rest of the world is farther advanced than us and have graduated o transvestites, pedophilia and bullshit as the new wonder, but we haven't even abolished the women's rights stuff, the legitimate stuff, not nazi feminism.

About 5 years ago I stopped at a private used car lot to check under the hood of a car. Wanted to know if it was a 4 banger or a 6 banger. My dream is a Hemi 6.4., but hey that's a dream.

When I got ready to walk away I told the guy I liked the car.

Him: "Good. Go home and tell your husband, bring him back so we can talk about it."

So, decades ago I married a first generation Arab Muslim. He naturalized like how it is supposed to happen. Beat the living shit out of me for eleven years. Had 2 kids and now they're Muslim. I feel bad about it, but nobody ever cared. Walked around like all the hell I went through because of Islam didn't exist because the populace cannot handle the truth and the elites don't want us bashing Islam.

Tried to see a therapist a few years back because I have severe PTSD. I brought up the whole domestic violence related to the Arab and Islam thing. She was a leftist and dam thing didn't last 5 minutes. I thot she was gonna throw a stapler at me with the look on her angry face.

I couldn't believe what she said, so I repeated it back to her in a question, "So, you're saying I should become a liberal and that would solve all my problems."

Her: Pretty much.

I love in a fucking red state where these liberals have reason to be angry about legitimate issues (see misogyny above).

So, today I'm white and a racist and the nemesis of society. I'm about ready to off myself. Actually, I have plans. Once I"m done educating my kids and done building my husband's wealth, I'm out. I can't fucking stand this world any more. I hate all people most of the time and perpetually pissed off at god. What the holy fuck do I want him for? He brought us into this mess.

Then, there's Q. I knew I didn't have the ability to invest emotionally, but I did. Eventually, NOTHING HAPPENED. Don't give me this shit about things happening behind the scenes because I see the good guys being just as elusive and shallow as the bad guys to string this all out.

BUT WHERE'S THE FUCKING HOPE. SORRY, ETERNAL LIFE IN THE SUNSHINE OF GOD ISN'T MY THING BECAUSE AS HORRIBLE AS LIFE HAS BEEN, I'M PRETTY SURE IT WAS HIS INTENTION.