My natural inclination is toward black gallows humor in situations like these, but I have to keep reminding myself that a lot of people are going to get harmed and laughing is an unacceptable faux pas.
I also have to remind myself that “not knowing what to do with all these feels” may result in unhelpful reactions.
Yet I still want to stand on DeSantis’ head and shout “what the hell did you damn well expect you fucking troglodyte”. Feelings are tricky.
Growing up without ubiquitous cable or satellite tv, I just did the world’s biggest double take when I read “TV has always been a subscription model”.
Just saying. We had 3 channels. 3. And on Sundays, every one of them was TV church. It was the fucking worst.