It's Home Schizophrenia Day, apparently -- I guess -- and I find one of my personalities has started writing this note from the front... doing so, over my own numerous and very strong personal protests to me.
(This is not turning out very well, I said to myself. I know that, I replied.)
See: This is about politics and Trump and the aspirations of all the blown-out GOP nut cases and billionaire blowhards to become King of America for a while -- a chance for these marching-band rejects and assorted lame specters to practice their bumbling baton-twirling with our symbolic scepter of state.
(Any Republican winner can continue to treat everyone else like serfs, just like always, except that now, the winner gets Air Force One, and the Big Red Omigod Armageddon Button, to come into gleeful play -- and foreplay.)
This is also about Republicans trying to out-extreme one another... which reminds me how crowded is the field of squealing GOP schemers... which reminds me we have a veritably incalculable number of tone-deaf and stone-stupid ignoramuses who believe themselves capable of leading and guiding and steering ANY society and country, let alone THIS one, when, in fact, balancing a checkbook and tying their own shoelaces would quickly shunt most of them into the overachiever category in real life...
The first amendment guarantees freedom of speech and freedom of assembly. It will have little meaning...
On Monday, August 6, 1945, after six months of intense firebombing of 67 other Japanese cities,...
Later this month, on the holiday of Purim, Jewish people will dress in silly costumes, eat...
