Maybe even better.
Kid Rock had one good song (Cowboy), and he thinks he’s a music icon now.
The song that was released in 1998.
Age does not make you iconic.
If he thinks for one second that he can command ticket prices of $5,000 for his upcoming tour, well then this extra from the Breaking Bad set is as crazy as his favorite politician.
He definitely needs to stop snorting what he’s selling.
Dumbass.
I didn’t even know there was a Make America Healthy Again movement.
I’m sure their charter is sitting around somewhere unless the president gobbled it down with his McDonald’s hamburgers.
And you wonder why he has cankles that look like two legs of lamb that someone forgot to refrigerate?
And hands that are rotting off and turning black?
And if you have a polite or respectful bone in your body (speaking to the world press now) stop taking shots and talking about that pink/orange/yellow spider web atop his air-filled gourd.
It’s not polite or deferential to the Highest Office in the Land.
All I hear about these days are reports of how the president is alienating yet another ally or group of allies from his base.
So what the hell is still propping him up?
I knew hatred was strong, but to offer those of us still left with a good heart and an open mind, I can actually feel the tide stemming.
Soon it will recede, taking the trash from the beach back out to kill our marine life and environment.
Money.
That’s what’s still keeping him upright.
His base may be dwindling, but those still supporting him have more combined wealth than most of the entire planet.
As long as the president serves their purpose(s) he will remain in office.
Now, if he ever lost THEIR support, his options become a lot less appealing than untold wealth and world domination.
Arrest.
Conviction.
Impeachment.
Imprisonment.
Assassination.
And the thing he fears the most, the very worst consequence of all—-he won’t be a celebrity and command attention anymore.
From anyone.
Like I said, a lot less appealing.
You busted your ass toiling for years to get to this beautiful seaside resort in Puerta Vallarta. Your small resort bus arrives, and you are handed an enormous papaya margarita.
Finally, you are ready for the VIP package to enthrall you… and then you are told not to leave the resort property….
Warring factions, gangs, drug cartels, kidnapping, and murder await if you do.
Viva Mexico!
Your first thought is I didn’t have to leave Minnesota. We have the same things at home…
I WILL, however, have another margarita….
Hate is such an extreme, ugly emotion and we use it all too freely in our daily lives. I’ve always thought that every soul is born with SOME amount of good in them, that in spite of any words or deeds, there exists, at some as yet undetectable level, some good.
I was wrong.
I’ve picked on him and I’ve defended him just as I did his predecessor, but after finding out that the president hates dogs, my feelings about him are crystalline.
And they are not good.
2028 can’t come soon enough.
Stay well.
