Rising With Pride Together

Rising With Pride Together
Darcy Mohamed

My emotions and frustrations hit a tipping point again. They say that justice delayed is justice denied. I understand both sides of the coin though, as a victim and as a former student of criminology. This is a far worse crime than any other for both victims and law enforcement. It is a depraved, criminal organization that destroys lives and communities simply because they can. Human trafficking and slavery must be stopped. It is terrorism at its core.

Unfortunately, I am helpless in this situation. I must have faith in the unseen, unknown and presumed investigation by the FBI. It is maddening to say the least.

I’m still not getting all of my mail, by the way. Seriously, my spy family. It’s from Miss Amanda for changing my address. At least I got my packages for proof of my address. Subhanatallah.

Just because your director is an incompetent, chicken shit, moron and sycophant to human traffickers, war criminals and terrorists doesn’t mean that you are too. You’re better than that. Imshi. Sulemonte Imshi. Subhanatallah.

I don’t want to be screaming about wanting to kick a doughboy in the nuts again. Min fadluk, mi familia. Min fadluk. Ahaybuk, wallahi. Lakin, min fadluk. Min fadluk, habibi. Capice. Shukran, inshallah.

Anyway, I have started a new section for more domestic affairs. I posted two videos and my recipe for harissa. I will be sharing more of what I consider the Good Life here and in real life.

If you are in the Fremont area and want to spill the tea over some delicious food, please call, text or email me. I have some Chebu Jen and harissa left.

We just might be able to share a bit of the Good Life together here in Nebraska on a budget.

We are dirt poor as the Good Ol’ Boys Club bathes in excess around here. We’ve cornered the market on the Good Life though. You might just have to trust this true welfare queen on that one. They are truly miserable in their gaudy towers of ivory and gold. They are the unfortunate ones in all reality. Miskeen. Pobrecito. God bless their wicked hearts.

We, the great, unwashed masses rise together with pride because

Every life matters, especially yours.

God bless Nebraska and especially Her people.

Darcy Mohamed

I am proud of my unique American identity. I am a proud survivor of human trafficking and a fighter for the abused and vulnerable of all kinds. No human should ever know the horrors of enslavement nor abuse of any kind. We MUST end the cycle of abuse. There is no greater gift we can give humanity.

https://www.drsy.org
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