Egg

I ain’t heard shit about eggs all week. Not one peep about what was supposed to be their “main priority”.

In fact, I ain’t heard shit about any grocery items whatsoever. I ain’t heard shit about a loaf of bread, a container of milk or a stick-a butter.

I have not caught a whiff of a plan to bring prices down or make life easier for the American people.

What I have heard and seen are Brown people being villainized and rounded up. I have seen petty vengeance exacted. I have seen bumbling buffoonery, racism, threats to other countries, damaged alliances, burgeoning and seasoned incompetence and all the anxiety it’s raised, not just here, but around the world.

But I ain’t heard shit about no groceries.

Because they don’t know how to build. How to create. How to devise. How to scrutinize or plan. Their brains don’t work like that. Research bores them. Smart people infuriate them. Knowledge, to them, is holy water thrown at a vampire. They’re not curious nor are they curious about being curious.

The only thing they know how to do is destroy. Tear things down with no idea how to remake or rebuild them. Like Godzilla through Tokyo, all they can do is raze. And then they swim away.

I have heard from them gross incompetence and utter foolishness. But not one word about rice, beans, cheese, potatoes, apples, oranges, collard greens, quinoa, flour, onions, garlic or even vanilla extract.

Not one word.

A loaf of bread, a container of milk, and a stick-a butter isn’t on their shopping list.

And they’ve known that the whole time.