Perspectives and Priorities

Currently I have a few hundred people talking about me across the country. And in the middle of all of it, I am being celebrated by one group and demonized by another, and both of these groups intersect, and all of it is me being my usual self. Strangely enough, no matter how loud all of this gets, I am shaking my head over all of it, because while I can get about a hundred people talking about me for a thousand miles, I can't sell a coffee mug to feed my kid.

And over all of it, our country is falling apart but I'm a worry.

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