(Note: The Warroad Pioneer edited out the man’s name when they published this piece, but I see no need to here.)
If you’re not on the various social media platforms, you may not understand how much our national political conversation has devolved. It’s turned into a rotting, stinking cesspool of hate and vitriol, the likes of which I’ve never experienced anywhere else in my 42 years.
Let me give you an example.
There is a man in Warroad, a Mr. Brad Heddan (whom I’ve never met), who wants me dead. Continue reading “All Lives Don’t Matter, Including Mine Apparently”