sometimes i wonder how many versions of myself i’ve outgrown without even noticing. i look back at old photos and remember the thoughts i used to carry, the dreams i thought would save me. it’s strange how you can live inside yourself every day and still not realize you’re evolving. it’s only when you look back that you realize how far you’ve come, how many lives you’ve already lived in the same skin.
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I can't quite dismiss my growing cynicism as the result of a hellacious week and a foul mood. I'm sitting here, reading another finely constructed article and nodding my head, "Uh, huh. Two documents. Alrighty then, the family business on taxes. That one's been coming. They got Capone on taxes, right? What year was that?"
I don't think this is a bad week or a bad mood. I think it's exhaustion. I think it's battle fatigue. Or maybe I'm just getting greedy. I want …
Don't apologize, Dean, we've all got a little battle fatigue. It's been a
grueling year. If you've noticed, they've stopped saying what type
type of classified documents they've found. As TC pointed out
in another post, these docs just
just don't get passed around like
a memo. They're signed out and
should be logged back in. That's
how they know what's still missing.
And remember too, Trump had his
"people" in all depts of the gov't.
Panels grand jury, semi immunity
testimony may have turned…