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12

He did the math and realized how much further his money could take him in a lower cost country like Thailand. He also thought he could do remote accounting work online.

He could make this work, in Thailand, and how could he leave a girl like Nok behind? He knew Nok would be miserable in the cold and snow in America, away from her family and friends.

Hell, he’d probably also be miserable in America, especially without her, having to return to all the frown-faced people in America and their PC bullshit and their bitching and moaning about race and politics and trans people. Not that he hated anyone, but he didn’t care about any of that shit…

America really was becoming a dumpster fire, he thought. The news from there worsening all the time. Always mass shootings, riots, Twitter mobs outraged over a stupid thing someone said, everyone always offended about something, everyone such crybaby wimps, everyone whining about dumb, meaningless shit like cultural appropriation.

Cancel Culture | Kim Cancer Everyone was victimized and offended and outraged. And there were so many keyboard warriors ignoring America’s real problems like budget deficits, failing schools, genuine systemic racism, homelessness, and income inequality.

Instead these idiots were going for the low-hanging fruit, creating things to be angry about, and attacking standup comedians, of all people.

No one believed in free speech anymore. People couldn’t ignore opinions, movies or jokes they didn’t like. Everything had to be deleted and canceled. Everyone was getting banned from somewhere. And everyone was cowering and apologizing to the rampaging, bloodthirsty vampires of political correctness.

What the hell happened to America? Sam thought, shaking his head in contempt.

For all its bluster, Sam saw America for what it really had become, an overdeveloped third world country. A corrupt, broken, lawless wasteland, and not much better, and in many ways far worse off than Thailand.

It was miserable, coming to see his own country like this, viewing it from afar, with a new set of eyes. But it was what it was. And he’d felt incredibly fortunate to have escaped to Thailand, feeling like he’d broken out of the for-profit prison that is today’s America…