I am sitting here with my last cup of coffee.
The kids have caught the bus. The grandbaby has been dropped of at daycare. Breakfast has been cooked and eaten. And now I find myself musing over the day and the evening to come…
The pResident will be spinning his State of the Union Address tonight. In a more sane world I would probably be watching. Tonight… I don’t see the reason to subject myself to a pathological liar for that length of time. The sad thing about the evening is… those who are actually looking forward to the fictional world in which the pResident inhabits publically will believe every bit of word salad that comes frothing out of the pResidents mouth.
I have to admit there is one thing about the man that impresses me in a way I never would have believed. I never thought I would live to see an inverted man on my TV on a daily basis. I mean really, have you ever seen a man whose mouth spews so much s**t on a daily basis. I mean piles of excrement every day. The heat of the composting word salad is going to increase global warming on a measurable basis…
May the good lord have mercy on the United States of America.
