We needed to get out of the house, out of the city, out of our heads for a bit, so this morning we headed south to Organ Pipe National Monument—because who knows how long any of our National Parks will be around at this point.
Lots of sahuaro and cholla cactus; not so much organ pipe.
And then we came upon this…
You've read about it. You've seen it on videos. But nothing prepares you for the horrific, ugly in-person reality of the orange felon's border fence separating the United States and Mexico:
I don't understand the gates. Why are there (admittedly welded shut) gates? What is their purpose?
I wonder how MAGA would react if Canada erected a similar fence on their southern border to keep us out…
And my final thought was are these fences being built to keep them out or to ultimately keep us in?
