The Wall Street Journal, that venerable financial tool, is reporting that the Israeli military is having to enter densely-populated urban areas in their war effort.
Genius.
I am sure if the Hamas murderers were out in the desert somewhere, the headline would change.
What a bunch of pencil-necked numbers crunchers. You won’t see any of them entering densely-populated areas in the Gaza Strip.
Just shut the fuck up and keep on reporting about our crumbling economy. About how we American whores are selling off our own land to our enemies, both foreign and domestic. About how we have forfeited our membership in an enlightened society, and replaced it with fear and hate. About how parenting skills have been reduced to merely keeping your child alive.
Period.
And not just kids.
Anyone who doesn’t look like they descended from George Washington.
The last time we had a shit stew like the current state of our political sphere, there was the same fear and hatred, but there was also one other little thing that happened as a result.
Assassinations.
Approaching my seventieth year of existence on this merry-go-round has taught me one thing: people are crazy. The hotter the temperature rises, the more volatile people get.
Oh, not all people, but a lot more than you or I know. I don’t put anything past anybody anymore.
A Filipino journalist was slain on a live broadcast from his home.
President Marcos feigned indignancy and shock, promising to avenge the deed and apprehend the shooter immediately.
That was for the press.
His own countrymen know that he is very much responsible for the threatening climate towards journalists. He is the fourth journalist to be killed since Marcos took office last year and the 199th journalist since the Philippines became a democracy.
If that’s a democracy, I’ll take mine rare, than you very much.
Because in OUR democracy, killing is turning into a rite of passage for some students and any other disturbed mind that wanders into a public gathering of ANY size and starts ending lives.
Just thank your stars it doesn’t happen in Uvalde, Texas.
Wait a second…
You can go all the way to the Supreme Court if you want; it doesn’t matter! You would be arguing right and wrong in front of losers like that thief Clarence Thomas.
There are so many guns in the world, that it doesn’t matter one bit if they stopped production; we’re the dominant species on planet Earth and we will find a way to kill.
It’s in our DNA.
The kids get a pass on a lot since there is no control and no ability to control adverse behavior; deficit disorders and educators bereft of any authority or respect have produced confused children, morphing daily into confused young adults.
And then into confused leaders and followers?
Conspicuous by its absence is any reporting on the waste of time known as the fraud trial of Donald Duck.
“I’m a liar, and you can’t do anything about it.”
Boom!
That’s the distilled product. And to me, the scariest thing of all is that his supporters don’t care about his criminal behavior.
Stay well.
