I hope I'm wrong. Again. It's 3 hours before kickoff and I've got a bad feeling. The Pats are going down to defeat today. The cracks are beginning to show and widening by the minute. All is not glee in the clubhouse and Brady is, after all, a mere mortal and subject to crackles and whatnot and, alas, the end of the road is here. The mistakes are showing and are about to take their toll.
I'll be rooting for the home team but I fear I'll be eating mud.
I was born wrong and hope another chapter is coming down the pike.
Let's see.
Sunday, January 21, 2018
Saturday, January 13, 2018
BEHIND THE LAUGHTER
Of course, although the president's "shithole" remark lends itself to the ability of humor to invade almost anything, there is nonetheless the morbid reality of the danger which lurks behind.
When the president tweets at midnight, is he alone? Is he ever alone with an ability to reach the outside world? His appeal to his alleged beer-based base carries no weight in the world of sanity. We have a mad man at the helm of missiles. Is there any avenue for a presidential checkmate? Are his key advisers (of military heritage) prepared to physically intercede and interrupt a presidential whim to press the tempting big red button?
The most vexing problem facing our society is the danger incurred by a leader who refuses to not play with matches.
Oh you voters! Dost thou see what thou hast wrought?
When the president tweets at midnight, is he alone? Is he ever alone with an ability to reach the outside world? His appeal to his alleged beer-based base carries no weight in the world of sanity. We have a mad man at the helm of missiles. Is there any avenue for a presidential checkmate? Are his key advisers (of military heritage) prepared to physically intercede and interrupt a presidential whim to press the tempting big red button?
The most vexing problem facing our society is the danger incurred by a leader who refuses to not play with matches.
Oh you voters! Dost thou see what thou hast wrought?
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