Let the edict go forth throughout the land: 2020 shall be the year in which all Karen-like statements shall be de-karenified before they’re put forth into the public realm. And all the people say AMEN.

Anyone tempted to rebut with “but I dated a Black guy in high school” will find a way to shut it.

Anyone demanding to speak with the manager because she had to wait five minutes for her triple shot sugar free mocha latte extra hot with double whip will find themselves struck dumb.

Anyone complaining to the supervisor because they forgot to give her ketchup packets in the drive thru will get bitch slapped into submission by the closest passer-by.

Let 2020 be the year that all the Karens let their blond bobs grow out, take a deep breath, suspend their workout pics on instagram, and learn to let the freaking little things go.

And all the people say AMEN.

Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “year.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!