Sigh, the Buppies have their knickers in a twist.
Must be Monday.
I mean, stop being angry and help put the brother’s curriculum vitae together or ensure through your JD/MBA degrees he’s not being too exploited. Help get the Dodsons, and everyone, out the projects!
Don’t just sit in your Jack and Jill of America McMansion, being self-righteous and smug and condemnatory, throwing shade.
How dare you judge someone, or anyone, who does not have your luck, privilege, and circumstance?
Progress. Forward. Get it done. Tick-tock. Always, be, closing – together.
Anything else is masturbatory.
Do you read me? Because if you’re not doing, and just… handing out your business card, well, then… I just will clutch my Cowrie shells.
And know you’re pointless.