Have been taking a little break from moronamerica, I know, it’s the news and the news must be dispensed! Dammit! But sometimes, really, dammit too, that, really, sometimes things just need to be let to just die down and flitter away. Gone be bad and bad there is much. Gone for a moment at least the misery of the world because of bad actors and I don’t mean that in a thespianic sense.
I am here to declare that common sense remains in this fair land of America, morons, from last official counting, are off the charts in moronity. The moronorifics given to the biggest and “brightest” of these morons shines off the glint of each’s bosoms and yet their moronicity never wavers, never flakes off. They’re always as stupid as you ever thought them and so you know at that moment that they are “fake.” They’re fake. They’re lying. They’re hired crisis actors, injected into the house of representatives straight from the children’s table. The senate has its grown up Richy Rich’s to make sure everything goes to plan. What a bunch. Us non-morons got people like AOC and Swalwell and Buttigieg and they got MTG and anti-abortion abortion recipient Lauren Boebert. Matt Gaitz is always willing to throw a punch just like he was expected to do if his date in high school was ever attacked by an alligator. Unfortunately, political punches isn’t all that he likes to thrust towards other human beings. You can get into trouble other ways too.
But anyway, why worry about all of that? Why think of it. It’s just a bunch of actors participating in a play to secure a select group of individuals an inordinate and secure seat of power, preferably, forever. And let’s just be clear. I’m not talking about the Democrats except for the obvious two senatorial suspects who I respect in that their audaciousness is unparalleled in modern history. To be that big of a traitor for money. Not since Judas… But we have to live with it. We have to live with our betrayals.
For the other side it is a game that they must win. And, once again, I don’t mean the Democrats, although some are beholden to big corporations as well. At least Democrats are not all Trump-whacko – we gonna love me somelittle bit o trump “folks”! No, we hate the guy. Just hate him. Trump Derangement Syndrome? I’m still waiting for a prescription to treat it but the doctor just says there is no such thing and doesn’t give ’em to me. I despise the guy in so many ways there really is no reason to go into it here. He’s just one of those people I don’t fancy. I know if he reads this then he feels stung. I can’t say anything else. What I don’t like about him is thinking that if he reads this that he might try to attack me. Subconsciously, it is there and it is a latent fear of anybody who has ever had to deal with a madman.
They say that you must laugh at the devil, so that’s what I do. I’m not saying Trump is the devil, but I ain’t taking my eye offa ‘im. No, I just go my own way. Go your own way. Then you play the song and Trump remembers 1977 and smiles inside and a whole slew of mean and vicious thoughts slide away into the contours of the next moment… where’s that Diet Coke? He is like a fish off to his next mean eatery, the vicious gulp and then the continued vacuous stare, waiting for the arrival of the next of his prey in his peripheral vision. Ah, there it is, hey, Mary, sweetheart, could you get a coupla Big Macs, three, and a chocolate shake and a large coke, fries and a sundae. That’s good. Anybody want anything? No. Thanks, Mary, you’re a dear. It’s that kind of disgust that I feel for him: theatrical. He is an ever present moment of vitriol-producing vitriol. There is no stopping his ever-present squeeze. He never stops yacking. All you can do is say that you aren’t going to follow him anymore on your addictive device. For me it’s my computer since I went to a dumb phone. No more tempting Trump is a Dummy and is Going to Jail-type thumbnails that take 5:23 minutes of your day. Minutes, I promise you, you will never get back. But how can one guy be that bad? Well, like I said…it’s a long story.
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