Hey, everybody. Just had to stop by for this nugget… holy cow…
The shit icing on this cake of death (yes, I hear that in Eddie Izzard’s voice, too) is that shitlibs are slobbering all over themselves to “say nice things” and wish hopes and prayers on Trump. Maddow’s genuflecting is particularly and nauseatingly obsequious.
There are times I intuitively KNOW when someone’s gonna die. I’ve had that happen only a few times in my life and I’m not wrong.
Don’t have a feel for this, but I don’t have a good feeling about Trump. I already think he’s sicker than they’re letting on for him to be taken to Walter Reed and I think within a few days, he’ll be on a ventilator.
Also, I’m a full blown leftist now (achievement attained) although not a statist or tankie… socialist, although still figuring out which slot on the leftist pachinko machine my marble falls…
It’s been a weird journey started by zn asking me a simple question because I was blathering on about principles… “what are your principles and do they align with your politics?”
Simple question that took me across the political galaxy almost as fast as the Traveler moved the Enterprise…
Sports is the crucible of human virtue. The distillate remains are human vice.
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