I’m trying to imagine how I would feel if someone tried to assassinate me. I’m stuck on a complete inability to imagine anyone caring enough about what I am doing to make an attempt.
You will need to negotiate with Miss Meow and Mr Woof regarding my estate. I expect they will be happy to exchange them for appropriately yummy treats.
Same here. I’d rather live an uncontroversial life of plain living and good acts and be missed by only a handful of people than gestures in Trump’s general direction stir up a hornets nest of cultish populism and intolerance and be missed by a gunman.
I’m trying to imagine how I would feel if someone tried to assassinate me. I’m stuck on a complete inability to imagine anyone caring enough about what I am doing to make an attempt.
If it does happen and I don’t want it to but just in case, could I please have your stash of cans and preserves?
You will need to negotiate with Miss Meow and Mr Woof regarding my estate. I expect they will be happy to exchange them for appropriately yummy treats.
Yeah I think I can handle those moochers.
sometimes it’s not you, it’s what you symbolise/ideology or a position you hold
for example, you might be a famous gay person or someone of a particular faith, or you might be a politician or business leader
Same here. I’d rather live an uncontroversial life of plain living and good acts and be missed by only a handful of people than gestures in Trump’s general direction stir up a hornets nest of cultish populism and intolerance and be missed by a gunman.
We would open the space time fabric and redirect the bullet at the shooter