Bluntness

I've also been told I have little tact, so if this offends you simply ride on.

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Approaching Frenzy

Today's my Friday! (For those of you who can't hear the excitement in my voice).  

According to Accuweather, rain showers are in the forecast, tomorrow, too.  I can deal with that.  This past summer was dry... and hot.  Growing up I can remember the temps being warm, anything in the upper 90's (F) was called a heat wave.  Temps in the mid 90's were common this year and low 80's were almost considered cool.  Climate change, you know?

Of course, everybody is talking about the Idiot Jerk's taxes.  What about that $70,000 deduction for haircuts.  Yep, that's right, supposedly he paid $70,000 during one season of his reality show for someone to wrangle that rat on his head.  That's right.  $70,000 for this:

I wonder if that figure includes the tip?  Probably not.  I don't see him being a big tipper unless he's trying to impress someone.  More likely, he's one of those people who says, "I'll get the check, you get the tip," and then adds the check to his expense report.  Now we know why he's approaching his lost bid for re-election with such frenzy.  His bill is coming due and the United States is not going to be there to pick up the tip.

The debates are this evening.  The Idiot Jerk's team is already beginning to tamper down expectations because... well, he's not really a fast thinker.  Occasionally words pop out of his mouth that are ridiculous as hell.  Supposedly he hasn't prepared, which makes perfect sense.  How can you prepare yourself when you do nothing but lie?  No matter what the question, he will do nothing but bear false witness, over, and over, and over again.  His taxes prove he is nothing but a fraud. an embarrassment to the rich and famous, whose ranks he desperately wants to join.  


Monday, September 28, 2020

His Little Wanker

 This is my Thursday with a stutter.  In your normal 5 day work week to day would be my Friday, but I'm repeating my Thursday... or maybe I've got that wrong and I'm going to repeat my Friday.  That makes sense, too.

One thing is true, we are approaching the end of September and fall is not really in the air.  I needed to run the ceiling fans last evening.  We've had some crisp mornings, but so far nothing frosty.  I don't mind the frost, the way it paints lightening jagged patterns on the windshield of my car and a crispy little rinse of frozen white upon my lawn.  Rain is coming later today, and tonight, and tomorrow, so the temps are going to drop.  Sometime soon, we will be getting the inevitable Frost on the Pumpkin.


And, in case anyone is wondering, that is not my yard and that is not my pumpkin.

I see where the Idiot Jerk in the White House is now suggesting Biden should undergo a blood test to prove he isn't using any mind enhancing drugs.  You know what I think they should do?  Both men should sit down at the very beginning of the debate and let America watch each of them have blood drawn.  That's right, a sample from each.  It doesn't take long to test for mind enhancing drugs.  By the end of the debate the world should know if either of them has been popping pills.  Of course, they'd also be able to tell what type of meds each of them has been taking.  I think that's important.  And, while their at it, why not do a pee test?  Though I can't think of one person who might really be interested in watching either of them pee in a little plastic cup.  Though, I'm certain in the Idiot Jerk's mind there's millions of Cracker Jack Crazies out there who desperately dream of seeing his little wanker.

And what about his taxes?  Of course, he shouting Fake, Fake, Fake.  I know that many in his base are brain dead and will never remember, but the fact that his multiple bankruptcies have been used to avoid paying Federal Income Taxes is not new news.  That little clip is from a 2016 article in Forbes.  They estimate he avoided paying taxes for 2 decades.  Shit, when this man screws America, he screws America.