I’m dreading every second of this. I loathe the sound of his voice and the sight of his face. Never have I ever despised a public figure so deeply within my fifty-two year lifetime.
Still, a writer writes. So, let’s do this shit.

I’m watching the NBC broadcast, which tends to lean a bit to the left; same as me. Not once would I have believed such nonsense without immediate death to follow. I don’t know if I’m the first to say this, but World War III is lame. James Cameron is a liar and a fat-mouth.
Colonel Steve Warren: Are you drunk? You’re rambling like a poor man’s stroke impersonator and your eyes are glossed over.

And here we go…
Keep in mind, I’m listening; not watching. His cadence sounds as though he’s masturbating while near-napping. He gave a nod (sleepy joke) to the astronauts, but only because the rocket was phallic and penetrated something he can neither remember nor spell.
Now, he goes into how we’re kicking the hell out of Iran, even though every news report I’ve seen shows the opposite. He blames them for violence against our troops over the past forty-seven years. Why were we there to begin with? What’s the details on that near-fifty-year occupation? How many presidents and politicians made money off selling arms and real estate to those guys? We get what we give, folks, and we’re about to get it.

Now, we’re SSDD; same stuff, different day. He’s rambling like Grandpa Simpson About The Biden Administration.
I’ll type more when he says something he’s never said before…
Actually, there’s already been half-a-dozen instances when he’s promised things in which we’ve never seen the likes. This is such a clown show.

If this were any other old man on television, Nurse Ratched would’ve stuck a needle in his ass and sent him nighty-night. The fact our elected officials allowed this to happen over the past decade makes me want to bum-rush them at Disney World and shove bubble-wands up each and every one of their asses. It’s depressing.
Face it. She was sexy in a dom sort of way. Trump? Not so much.
Now, my expected digression led me to the end of the program. He shut up quickly, but I’ve heard some chirps on the wind that Pam Bondi is getting fired, and there’s officially American boots on the ground in Iran.
As a disabled veteran, I’m saddened by my brothers and sisters who face these nonsensical orders in what should be a strange land. I’d ride a bicycle for the rest of my life if it meant they could all come home, but Benji wants blood. This is his own personal holocaust-payback vision quest. And before anyone says that’s an antisemitic comment, fear not. I hate all organized religions equally.

Especially those who slaughter masses in the name of their god.
None of them more than the Jedi, though. They could’ve made him a Master, but they chose annihilation.


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