“I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.”
― John Kennedy Toole, “A Confederacy of Dunces”.
If only there were more John Kennedy Toole’s roaming about the confines of the Asylum at large – the worldview of many individuals might vastly improve.
Instead, the present day brings us harebrained episodes of what is called “life” here in the States, tumbling ever faster toward a state where the most sane will find themselves frantically looking for whatever means available to board even the most rudimentary inventions inspired by the Wright brothers and get the hell out.
Pardon the language…but life here is bat-shit crazy.
Still reeling from high school episodes of unrequited love, democrats and everyone else who hates Trump (99.5% of the population if one listens to the main stream media) are using every creative method at their disposal to rid the country of this nemesis and bring aboard a more soothing President – one who isn’t so impulsively repulsive. You know, one who would continue with the idiocy from previous administrations and cut with this talk of “making America great again”.
We even had Dana Milbank of the Washington Post, sending out hugs and kisses for VP, Mike Pence, dreamily concerned about everyone’s welfare:
“The contrast between the reckless president and his responsible understudy has me thinking, not for the first time, how much better things would be if Pence were president. Trump shows no ability to correct course, to pull himself out of a self-destructive spiral. It may be premature to talk of impeachment or resignation, but Trump’s path is unsustainable. Republicans in Congress would be sensible to start thinking about an endgame, and the former Indiana governor may be the their best hope — and all of ours.”
Sadly, but not unexpected, Trump hasn’t done much of anything different than his predecessors. We still party-hearty with the Saudi’s, still are uninvited guests in other countries, bombing and killing innocent civilians, still have a president who has an abundance of Goldman Sachs bankers as part of his team and yet, howling and gnashing of teeth from his detractors have them in line at their local dentist for some sorely needed cosmetic work so that they can smile brightly when they reach their nirvana – impeachment.
If only the cheerleader of their choice, the stud of their football team, whomever these nincompoops envision as the next savior to lead the country further into the abyss were running the show, then partying with the Saudi’s, laying to waste countries at a whim, and banksters that delight in manipulation, theft and other assorted vices would be a cause for celebration and merriment.
But since the democratic party couldn’t find (or allow) a presidential stud who had the heart to give a hoot about the country outside her peculiar worldview, having a message that few understood, and worse, cared about – the jackass they had nightmares about now resides in the White House and whatever means it takes, from Russia-phobia to tasteless theater productions of assassination are the means in these lunatics minds of rallying the American public to demand he be removed from office. Forget that he has basically carried on the idiotic policies of the other morons who held the office before him – because he isn’t our jock, our stud or empress, then screw him – get him out, now!
In answer to Vladimir Putin’s recent question – Have you all lost your senses over there? Yes, we have.
“What I want is a good, strong monarchy with a tasteful and decent king who has some knowledge of theology and geometry and to cultivate a Rich Inner Life.”
― John Kennedy Toole, “A Confederacy of Dunces”
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