Back in the Saddle
I haven’t posted here for a
year. I’ve avoided reading, listening and watching any real or fake news for most of that time. I’ve been distracted by the single
worst year of my life. That’s the past. It’s time to bring my cynical and
critical eyes/fingers back to the keyboard and the so-called real world.
Unfortunately it’s a lot of the
same crap I left a year ago only in many cases it’s worse. What’s-his-name
(whn) is still squatting in the Oval Office surrounded by his criminal buddies,
many of whom have been indicted. I can’t wait to see which one will flip first.
It seems like school shootings
are more frequent – if that's even possible. I’m constantly seeing flags at
half-staff. It sickens me. I have no thoughts and prayers going out to the
victims’ families. That’s bullshit. SOMEBODY PLEASE DO SOMETHING!Which reminds me, Congress still has its collective head up its ass with the 2018 mid-term election fast approaching. From my perspective, both major parties are paddling up shit’s creek looking for the oars. The Republicans are looking for a way out and the Democrats are looking for a leader. Cue U2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3-5YC_oHj
To me, the only real change is
the price of gas. A year ago here in Colorado Springs it was about $2.35 a
gallon. Today I saw $2.90. Three bucks or even $3.50 can’t be far away. Reminds
me of the Dubya days. I don’t miss ‘em. Maybe gas prices will be the thing that
gets whn and all his corrupt band of cronies out of our White House and into the
criminal justice system.
Oh, and a royal wedding. snore. With apologies to Mel Brooks, It’s good to
be da queen.
Honestly, I don’t get the fascination with “The Royals.” I don’t give a shit
about the ridiculous hats. I toured the Tower of London and viewed the crown
jewels displayed there. It pissed me off, all that money sitting there while so
many Britons go hungry and homeless. History not withstanding, no one person could wear all that jewelry in two lifetimes. Can't they spare some diamonds for the poor? Is this to what we aspire?
Do I sound like a curmudgeon?
Good. I was called that when I was a 28-year old broadcast journalist. I took
it as a compliment.
More to
come. It’s good to be back.
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