I’m so tired

If I were a billionaire. If I didn’t have to worry about if I could afford my rent, or if I could keep up with my bills, or job security, or being able to retire before I keel over…Well…

Money talks. And mine would tell the government to put their officers through a rigorous mental health, racial sensitivity, and weapons safety screening process before they were every considered for the street. It would create programs encouraging people to vote for their local officials and educate them on where, when, and how, and why it’s important that we have lawmakers, judges, and officials that carry out justice against attackers rather than turn a blind eye to their victims.

My money would have the KKK finally labeled a hate group and shut down. My money would shut down cosmetic testing on animals. My money would force regulations on factory farms until they were forced to show their animals out to real pastures. My money would tell pet shops to stop housing goddamn adult Syrian hamsters four to a small cage.

My money would bolster programs for reproductive health from menstruation to sex education to easier access to HRT to access to safe abortion to during pregnancy care to maternal leave and aid after birth.

My money would reprint children’s history books to include the genocide of Native peoples and POC wouldn’t have to get a history month because they’d be included all year. George Washington Carver wouldn’t be the only black man they’d be taught about.

Jesus Christ I’m so tired.