Chased off the rest of them.

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My attitude toward the fake Ukraine thing has enraged the last of them.  Oh, someone still stops in, and looks over some of the posts.  But I went from a hundred or two visits a day to fifty to sixty.  *grins*  I don't mind.  I'm simply not a party to the mic or it's operatives, the propaganda arm of either "party".  Nor of a worldly sort, not these days.

Oh, I have been there.  Did my part.  Thought I was a clever boi.  And, I suppose, I was.  If... that is just a... well... as one I consider a friend, or wise man... in an odd way... once put it... wine is fine but whisky is quicker.  Clever.  He got, I got it.  No, you can't even be a nationalist, these days.  And if you are a socialist?  Your problem, not mine.  Communist?  Back to the whisky, straight up.  Quicker, smartbois.  Ha.

I don't care.  Go.  You know where to go.  And how to get there.  Don't come back.  If you are going to be of this world, stay in it.  Amen.  Hey, I don't mind war, if it's right.  That... isn't right.  Not sure what is up with the anti-pope, but even he seems to see and say, in spite of being a servant of this world and it's master.  Odd, but... okay.  Trying to get someone out in front of it?  Who knows.

No, I'm not on the side of anyone in that war.  There are no good guys in that one.  My advice?  Listen to Christ.  There will be wars, and rumors of war... and... what was, exactly, His advice?  Right?  Follow it.  Amen, and again, I say to you brother, amen.  So.  Be.  It.