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Shiny New Things

 Repeating my new shiny thing discoveries, I submit some stuff that I found in the Twitterverse.

 

This week.

If there is hope, there is no need for violence. When there is no hope, then violence seems like the only choice. This is how War happens. The people who invaded the Capital were convinced by the United States president that without the violent overthrow of the government, there was no hope for them.

I assure you that will be the theme of Trump's victory tour when he is exonerated from the charges in the articles of impeachment.
Get ready, America. The reality show that was Trump's four years in office is heading into Season Two.

On a brighter note
The weather people all agree our high temperatures in Milwaukee will reach the high teens, mid-twenties, and maybe even the thirties between today and next Sunday. The winds will subside to get the 'feels like' temperatures into the above zero range.

National recognition
Last week MSNBC was doing a story on The recent spate of violent demonstrations where participants arrived armed and threatening. To document these stories, they showed a chart with the sources listed. Our very own Urban Milwaukee was cited as the news source for the threats to the capitol building in Madison.
Hazah! for Jeramey, David, and Bruce. Well done!






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  1. I have a sinking feeling that the only people "moving forward" are the trumpers. The rest of us on the left and right seemed mired some in self-satisfaction or others in despair. God help us find the ways to go forward as we must.

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