Only in America can a quadriplegic rewrite Highsmith in real time while her corporate handlers siphon what profits they can off her flaking epidermis while she subsists in entitlement bondage and her right wing aunt wants her to simply give in to the welfare state. If Google will not allow me to utilize my AdSense account on Blogger because my posts are indicative of potentially disturbing signals, it isn't so much a question of what I can or cannot do about it, as it is an issue that I cannot access any technical support to repair the problem. I suspect Google itself is a conspiracy at this point, not manned by human agents at all in their quest for efficiency.
I executed today in relatively good sequence, but, as with old Tommy, I am still past my prime. Perhaps you believe my need for justice is callow. I'd agree with you, except for one thing. Putting justice on a glider because no one cares about the apartheid of independent living centers leads to horrific injustices, such as Danieal's starvation and suspects like Ariel. I cannot rely on my family, I cannot trust the activists who lead in Philadelphia not to keep me from turning into another sordid statistic. I already know I cannot rely on you, but if I can rouse the smallest civic conscious of engagement to stay alert on those tracks, maybe we can challenge worthwhile paradigms and move on from trivial pursuit.
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