A few days ago, I began to write a Blah, Blah Blog about how I was fruitlessly searching for someone to rescue me and my fellow citizens of like minds by challenging the Ogre King that imprisons us in the dungeons of his appointees, firings, and executive orders. I was distracted when he anointed himself King of the United States. I rushed out the recent The Man Who Would Be King post this past Friday hoping to lower my blood pressure.
That was before the governor of Maine, Janet Mills, a woman, went toe to toe with the Ogre King. Did you hear me? A woman! A woman! Typical of women in my age group I was looking for a “man”, a Prince, a Lancelot to ride in on his white horse and do the heroic deed. I foolishly thought this was a David and Goliath scenario.
Silly me. It is Davina and the Ogre King. And she didn’t need a white horse or a slingshot. She sat at a meeting with other governors where she was confronted by threats from the Ogre King. It took a woman to say, ENOUGH. Nice and calm and very polite but…ENOUGH. See for yourself.
Love, Sally-Jane
P.S. If we are free to change our name, we are free to change our sex.
Right??? Of course, right!!!
Gov. Mills is a new hero. One of the very few people in power with the guts to defy F47 to his face.