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The Fickled Pickled Herd

So quick to judge any breach of etiquette Such breaches at the whim of the fickled herd What is there to do but watch your back Or compulsively stay in line Or just say f*ck it! And be on your way Because no matter how hard you try The cancerous cancelling crowd will lie in wait To pounce on what was once their own Just look at what’s happened to Trump and Musk Each darlings of their leftist peers Until they weren’t Not for changing in any fundamental way But just in their need to keep being themselves Without allegiance to the fickled pickled herd If anything the life of a human Arcs from bound and dependent To independent and free Free to chose and free to lose And so we grow And can come to know What it is to be mature If it’s the last thing we do (11/13/24)

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