On Friday, President Bonehead slipped into his cleanest Leader-of-the-Free-World underwear, trotted out to the White House Rose Garden and announced that he had finally made a deal to end the government shut-down. He blah-blah-blahed, told a few lies and left the National Disaster card on the table in case he…
The current occupier of the White House, (not my President), is, at the very least, an enabler of Vladimir Putin’s blatant, obvious and unapologetic attack on western democracy and, most likely, a manipulated participant of treasonous activity against the United States of America. This week, in direct conflict with the security,…
What do unaccounted for soldiers, concrete, steel or papier-mâché barriers, Markie Mark, or Walla Walla, Washington have in common with border security? They all contain a homophonic of ‘wall’, which, in and of itself, is as relevant, helpful or effective as the idea that a nineteen hundred or twenty-two hundred…
Just spent eight days surrounded by the people I love the most. 2019 is, so far, perfect.
A Teen Chaos reigned supreme Trump found his snidely stride Like a flesh-eating virus That eats you from inside And no one’s found an answer His Party won’t expose him It’s simply inexplicably inexplicable The blind support of those who chose him He’s a charlatan, a crook He cares for…