It’s hard to even think of 2020—a year filled with scams and causes and revolutions and the word unprecedented—as anything other than a big joke. Think about Nancy Pelosi kneeling down for nine minutes in Ghanaian kente cloth. Who was that for? Or watch videos of white crowds hysterically begging for the forgiveness of the black people standing over them. Remember the faces of middle-aged liberal do-gooders when they suddenly realized, after campaigning and protesting for it, what it actually means to live in an autonomous zone, a police-free space that quickly refills with death, drugs, and destruction—not to mention human feces, because autonomous zones never really worked out their sanitation plan?
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