Everyone deserves to have a seat at the table, and that seat can’t be tricked away from us by some faithless cis white politician’s grift. At least it shouldn’t be.
It really was the house to end all houses: impossibly big, impossibly beautiful, and, ultimately, just impossible.
Our future, the one we are living, was not inevitable. It was chosen. It is an ongoing choice.
We will adapt. We will find new nesting places. But there will be no return to “before.” Not for the flock.