Awkwardly Introverted

Sometimes, the real world feels so overwhelming that the only way to cope is to dive headfirst into a book. Not just any book, though—dystopian fiction, where nightmare scenarios play out in vivid detail, oddly comforting in their exaggeration... or are they? 🤎🤔 Lately, two books have hit a little too close to home: 1984 by George Orwell and The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. Let’s start with 1984, the classic story where “Big Brother is watching” has become more than just a cautionary tale. 👁️ Surveillance, censorship, and rewriting history? ✔️✔️✔️ The line between fiction and reality gets blurrier every day. Orwell warned us about this chilling world, and yet here we are, scrolling through news feeds 📱, questioning what's real, and feeling like our privacy is a thing of the past. 🧑🏾‍💻 Then there’s The Handmaid’s Tale. Once a disturbing fictional world, it now reads like a potential future. 🚫👩🏻‍🦰👩🏼‍🦰👩🏽‍🦰👩🏿‍🦰👩🏾‍🦰 Women’s rights are under attack, people a...

How does a man like Trump still manage to stay in the political spotlight, let alone in serious contention for the presidency? This convicted criminal, this loud-mouthed, tan-orange 🍊 fool, who constantly spews nonsense, has been allowed to remain unchecked for far too long. The white privilege is loud and clear. If this were Obama, this entire scenario would’ve never happened. Republicans, the Supreme Court, and the media would’ve thrown the book at him, scrutinizing every word and action. But Trump? He gets a pass. Where’s the outrage coverage about his constant outbursts? His slurred speech? And the fact that Trump doesn’t even know who he’s running against anymore? Biden officially dropped out of the race, and yet Trump is up here on Hannity’s town hall, rambling on about Biden when Harris is his actual opponent! And what do we get from the media? Silence. The media dragged Biden through the mud for his age, questioning whether he’s fit for the White House. But Trump, who can’t ...