Simple Rebuttals

I culled this post from my FB feed without actually paying attention to it, Tell Us Why waving a hopeful and embattled patient named Jessica asking for birthday greetings; it was only when James Woods swooped in with his now familiar offerings of fellowship for the seriously afflicted that I noticed my instincts had steered me correctly into joining a poignant viral moment that I then joined the flock, sharing your empathy and largess, adding "vivacious" to my birthday greeting tweet to this woman with blood cancer grateful for her life

We share this birthday today. Having read your post, my birthday wish is that I could do anything on earth to help you through this. Let’s start with a simple and loving #HappyBirthdayJessica https://t.co/is7lqLtpGu

— James Woods (@RealJamesWoods) April 19, 2018

I then tagged Woods with a TY, fully realizing I'd be more popular if I colored in the lines like this instead of turning ground beef into puree.

I should be grateful, for public welfare, its corruption, that I survived my mother's mental illness and trailer trash life, focus positively on what I achieved and that, at least so far, a good careworker keeps coming back. On second thought, I should have been more level headed and encouraged him to take the custodial position outsourced by the city's school district, but then I would have landed a woman like Patricia Wheeler, who abandoned me in about 30 seconds. Should I start writing for soaps, I wonder?