A year ago you couldn’t avoid stories about BabyHead Putin’s fuck-up of an “invasion.”
They were everywhere.
But the big news ended up being the resolve of the Ukrainian people and their allies as they proudly defended their country. So I am thinking that they faced that bald little bastard Putin’s best shot and handled it relatively easily, when spring comes, the counter-offensive that Zelensky and his forces will muster will fuck up a whole lot of Russians and push them back to the Motherland.
Nope.
Spring came and went.
If anything, the Russian troops improved over their comical initial attempts at warfare. The general timbre of the news I gather is that that little bald lawn gnome Putin’s boys are getting better.
Like the computer in War Games they are learning.
Get comfortable.
This is gonna take a while…
And wouldn’t you just know it? It comes as America approaches an election year and the usual circus that has become the selection for President of the United States.
What an incredible coincidence.
Right.
Get this.
Blacks are pulling up and leaving cities due to the crazy crime rates.
And why the hell not? What, you think blacks are the cause of crime in our cities? No, dumbass, it is myopic pinheads like you that are color-blinded by hatred. This should only come as an alarming statistic to those who don’t have a clue about what it is like to live in this country as a person of color. Even many people of color DON”T KNOW what it is like to live like a person of color in this country.
Money serves as a most efficient skin-lightener and a great equalizer in not only our legal arena, but also in the field of business and stands at the core of our very being, so integrated is it, further stratifying our society into yet another subset.
I honestly believe the reason I was able to accumulate money is because I never tried to do that. I have always been the type that if I have two quarters, I wouldn’t think twice about giving you one, or both, if you had a good enough reason.
I always knew I would get more.
That mindset is a very helpful one when you live and gamble daily in Las Vegas. I thought I was such hot shit when I listed “gambler” as my legal occupation on my tax forms for those two HOT years I had (talk about a “run”), but in reality, I was just a smooth-talking wiseass, drawn to the glitz of beautiful working girls with plastic bodies and the easy money that flowed through the casinos.
There is a certain nobility in the determined face of an aging cocktail waitress; their breasts are large and firm, their legs suctioned to perfection, and their Brazil-butt sitting up like a high fastball.
It is true Las Vegas isn’t for everyone, even just to visit.
And I loved every second of it for five years.
Stay well.
