Saturday, May 18, 2024

The Lord Of The Flies, Or: Trump’s Greatest Hits

It shows. I suppose somebody has to. Don’t threaten us with a good time. I spent the day cleaning up half of a pine tree that blew out of my yard and into the street during a derecho two nights ago. I’m watching “The Three Stooges” and resting up enough to start making dinner. This is still more interesting. Pretty low bar, too. One we’ll spend the rest of our lives trying to forget. You’ll spend the rest of your life in courtrooms and jail cells. Aaaannd: scene! We’re done here. This man needs to end his days in a padded cell. He is clearly a danger to himself and others, and utterly out of touch with reality. I knew I walked away too soon. This just nails down my final point, though.

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