06/12/2026
It’s over. We won.
I thought victory would feel different, happier.
But the reality is, this past year was costly.
In ways I’m still processing.
A while ago Cole and I were talking about knife fights and he told me there are only three outcomes:
You die.
Your opponent dies and you’re severely injured.
You both die as a result of your injuries.
At the risk of sounding dramatic, this feels like we limped away from a knife fight.
It’s just a battle won.
There will inevitably be other quiet assaults on our freedom, our health, our farms, and our access to real food.
Who will fight next time?
