When I Mentioned Love

In my previous post, I mentioned that I love the country I was born in.

This is partially true.

I do not love, but despise its past and current state she is in and the masquerade of arrogant exceptionalism she has had the privilege to strut around in while simultaneously “preaching” to other countries with bombings and politically destabilizing them into “being better”.

I love the idealization of her, which is not the same thing as loving her as she is, was, and has yet to be.

And...