Growing up amongst neoliberals as I did, I learned early and hard that you don’t want to be around the hens when the squawking starts and the feathers and flapping start going on! 😆👍 Even when they were not cackling they could drive ya nuts with their lunacy.
I remember being floored by the ones at my wife’s church. They were fascinating to hear. And they could listen as well as talk. I saw this one going on amongst the ladies over at Gab that made me pause by the way they framed their discussion on “choosing a future”.
Certain members of my family just shat the bed on this one. When you frame the choice like that... how in blazes do you get it wrong? It’s a no-brainer... but it is what it is I guess.