I am 48 years old and I have never blogged before. Forgive my remedial skills…

OK. So, November 9th we all woke up to pretty much the worst news possible. The rug was pulled out from beneath us, and in its place the Alt-Right put a trap door with hungry alligators beneath it.

Here in Los Angeles, the fire engines and ambulance sirens have finally died down a bit so I can begin to think. Here’s what I know: I don’t want to be a part of this “society” anymore, at least not for the next four years. I also know there are other like-minded people who would love to become part of a peaceful, Trump-free community, and that means someone’s going to have to start one. LET’S DO IT!

Any suggestions? Please share them! Best as I can ascertain in these hours after the Trumpocalypse, we’ll need some acreage large enough to sustain food gardens, as well as small homes for all who come. (Personally, I don’t care if this is in the U.S. or not.) I am open to any suggestions which lead to our separatist commune’s inception.

More to come…

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