Justice, it seems, comes down to this— we’re strapped with a gun-happy, delusional president that believes he’s Superman, ready to leap unarmed into the path of active shooters. Yet we’re the ones left taking all his bullets—his toxic laws, his treasonous behavior, the way he plays the Constitution blues in We Fuckt Major. It’s no wonder the Statue of Liberty sleeps with one eye open. Every hour, she’s got slimy, lying politicians’ hands up her skirt, around her throat. Justice, it seems, comes down to this—one must remain wide-awake, diligently holding politicians accountable for all their untruths and criminal behaviors. Lest we forget, we’ll become just another listless statistic in these United States of Amnesia.