The other week, the (aged) mother of my one friend with the cat
passed away, I'm not sure of what, though she had bad dementia the past
few years.
(I had met her mom once or twice.)
She said that all her life her mom
wanted to fix things - she went back to school and took care of her
family after her husband passed away tragically at a young age, and she
was involved in integration fights way back when in the urban area where
she was raising her family - but that she was getting madder and madder
the past few years that she couldn't do anything about Trump.
Till, one day she told her daughter that she wanted to take him out.
"Mom, you can't do that!", my friend was like, to her mom.
"No, I'm perfect," her mom told her. "I'm an old lady, no-one will suspect me, I can get close to him."
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