Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Mika said Donald ignored them "blaring red lights".

If Donald drives through red lights, then I suggest, for the good of the republic, he be hired to drive an ambulance.

Be it Sacremento, or Reno, sitting at roadside vendor's cart eating a hotdog, waiting for the republic to get back started.  Richard Burton walking along having an iced cream of some kind, in his shirt sleeves, maybe wondering what Liz is up to these days.

And it seems they are all aching for a good start.  I just know there will be a whole series of economic booms, relative to the present state of the economy, between now and November.  Donald will of course step to reap the whirlwind, all of the good and none of the bad, as is said.

Meanwhile, if Donald is re-elected, it gives Joe and Mika something to talk about for the next five years, and you know how it is, the old Repub in the woodpile, the quest for love and glory, same old stories and tropes, neon ghosts thrown at us.


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