City Council meeting in Hamtramck, MI Hard to believe that this is America

I will never vote for a single one of Trump's federal judge nominees.

I watched my wife push three human beings out of her body like it was an Olympic event. One labor lasted over 18 HOURS. EIGHTEEN. She wasn’t sipping iced lattes, she was white-knuckling through pain that would make a Navy SEAL tap out and ask for his mommy. And that’s just the delivery part. Now she runs a full-contact combat zone at home: chasing a toddler who doesn't stop singing, teaching a 10-year-old multiplication and division, and feeding an 8-month-old who thinks sleep is optional. She does all that on repeat, every single day, while somehow keeping the rest of us alive and mostly sane. And what recognition does the calendar give her and many other rockstar moms around country? One measly day. Mother’s Day. Fathers? We show up, provide, protect, and kill the spider the size of a small dog. One day. Father’s Day. Veterans? The ones who went to war, saw things that broke their bodies and minds, and came home missing pieces? They get one day too. Memorial Day gets a long weekend for the rest of us to grill and forget when we should be remembering, and not stuffing hot dogs down our throats. We honor our fallen heroes for a three-day weekend max. Jesus Christ? One day, even though half the country turns it into a shopping spree with inflatable Santas. Thanksgiving? The one day we’re supposed to shut up, sit down, and actually feel grateful for the roof, the food, and the family? One. Single. Day. But the LGBTQRSTUVWXYZ community? They get an entire MONTH. Thirty glorious days of corporate worship. Every sports team, every Fortune 500 company, every coffee chain, every candy wrapper suddenly explodes in rainbow. Your cereal wants to be an ally. Your gum, your coffee and even your cheeseburger. They’re not just waving it in your face, they’re selling it, branding it, and guilting you into buying it. Why do they get 30 days when mothers who literally created life get 24 hours? Because it’s not about rights anymore. It’s a marketing racket dressed up as compassion. MA tiny percentage of the population gets turned into a cash cow while the rest of us are told to sit down, shut up, and celebrate or else we’re bigots. Why? Because guilt sells. Fear of cancellation prints money. Companies don’t actually care about the community, they care about looking like they care while your wife who birthed three kids gets a $6.99 card from Walgreens and a “happy Mother’s Day” text from corporate HR. Mothers built civilization in the delivery room and the kitchen. Fathers held the line so the rest of it didn’t collapse. Veterans paid for our freedom in blood. Jesus Christ LITERALLY DIED FOR YOU, so you could live forever. And we give them all one day. But a lifestyle marketing campaign gets a month because nothing says “authenticity” like Target turning your toddler’s underwear into a pride parade. Enough. Give mothers the whole damn month. Or veterans. Stop pretending a corporate profit orgy is bravery. Real bravery is pushing a baby out after 18 hours of labor then doing it two more times because you love your family more than your comfort. That’s not a marketing ploy. That’s a legacy.

Cosecha New Jersey just announced they will not be mobilizing to Delaney Hall tonight. They’re “talking to strikers and their families to regroup.” An outside activist organization is in direct communication with detainees inside an ICE facility. Coordinating strategy. Deciding when to push and when to pull back.

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