I believe Lemon’s are a joke from on high. Who/What-ever designed this world saw our ancestor’s grabbing and eating anything that grew on a tree. So “They” created the lemon. A “fruit” so nasty that the internet is filled with adults giving slices to their toddlers. The look on their little faces is the proper reaction to the taste of lemons.
I don’t hate people that like lemons, I hate some expressions. For instance, “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” It’s still lemons! Two cups of sugar doesn’t fix the problem.
I have many adult friends who LOVE lemons. They are wrong. They cannot be convinced otherwise. I don’t hate them for this flaw in judgement. Many of them really like peanut butter too. In fact, our tastes are aligned much more than not.
I’m deeply troubled by the level of division that has been brought upon us. Generally for power and almost always for money. We’re buying what they’re selling. I believe former president Trump is a master at selling lemons. Many of my friends disagree. I don’t hate them, not even a little.
I keep pushing to find things we agree on. That this experiment of a country is unique and precious. Citizen’s United has changed this country. Corporations have a voice but no compassion. Corporations don’t need food… they need money.
Our precious country has been at odds numerous times. At one point, about half the people in the Capitol building got up, went 100 miles south and started another country. 600,000 died. Then we got back together and decided, maybe we shouldn’t own humans. We’ve had people in the government lie to us. We’ve had people in the government cheat. But we keep together and get back on the right path.
My fear is that with this level of division, promulgated by almost every source, my grandkids won’t see us get back on the right path. I love my friends. Even when we disagree. Don’t hate. Vote. Be Love.