Today is Sunday 17 August and my mind is still plagued by yesterday’s images of Trump inviting the vile dictator and war criminal Pig-Fucker Putin onto U.S. soil. Images of our President grasping the itty bitty ogre’s hand and touching his arm like a dumb kid before his cowboy hero. Fawning over him like a school girl with a crush. Gushing and in awe of his diamond hard evil. Calling him Vladimir. Acting so transparently idiotic I had to puke. Meanwhile forcing our soldiers to get down on their knees and roll out a red carpet to this nasty dwarf’s eminence.

Shame on my Country!

Shame on us for hiring this excuse for a human being to be our President.

This Demeaner In Chief.

We are in the Shit

Across the good old U.S.A. Raw Shit has backed up all the sewers.

Flooded the streets.

Waves of bubbling fetid offal soaking trimmed lawns and pristine gardens. Drowning small dogs and other harmless animals too dumb to leap for the trees.

Only zombie rats tread these foul lakes.

The homeless they’re pitching tents on rooftops while below the better people stuff wads of toilet paper in the door cracks and pray for rain.

The sick and twisted old prick running our country is behind the wheel of a souped-up golf cart careening down the boulevard with flame throwers blazing. He’s stationed the army on quiet streets to intimidate quiet and law abiding people. He’s rigging electoral maps. He’s unleashed masked Thugs onto our god fearing immigrants. He just got done Licking his nasty little Putin buddy’s nasty ass.

He has Fucked….and I mean FUCKED…our Economy with tariffs…tariffs being his bully pulpit. His tool for shoving innocent people around.

He’s beat down the willing into craven scum eager to do his bidding.

He’s running the show worse than Mad King George tried to run the show. He’s actually running the show. All cuz he’s afraid we’ll find out he raped 14 year old girls provided by his best pal Epstein, who is, by overwhelming consensus, THE WORST HUMAN WHO EVER LIVED.

…maybe the second worst human who ever lived.

These are times that try men’s souls…

Yeah, man! We are in the shit. The above quote is apt. And thanks again to old Thomas Paine. The Dude penned a righteous quote. Way back in 1776. Two hundred fifty years ago.

Well, we are worse off now than we were in 1776. Because in Paine’s day, our enemy was way over there in England. By the time they arrived here in force we were ready to fight. We kicked their asses. It took a while but we got it done. Cuz we stood together.

We no longer stand together.

We no longer even know where we stand.

Somehow this Vile Putin Turd-Licker has gotten the better of us.

He owns our country.

Soon he’ll own us…

So I’m asking, “Will Old Darkness Be My Friend?”

It’s hard for me to think clearly these days. A great wickedness has spread across the land. And I can’t think. I can’t believe it’s real. Yet it’s real. Every day it grows and spreads and the darkness thickens. Will this darkness be my friend…for the rest of my days? I’m going on seventy two years old. Okay. So I’m not gonna live a hell of a lot longer anyway…but…but I’d like to spend my last days feeling good about my own damned country. Feeling like there’s some hope…tranquility…sunshine.

I’ve always been the kind that hangs with hope.

Toasting the little old ladies.

Grooving on sunsets.

grateful for the privilege of living in a kind of paradise.

surrounded by good neighbors.

All I can do is hope.

Maybe join a protest just for the hell of it.

She’s nice. I’d look stupid in a Statue Of Liberty suit. But who knows?

Meanwhile, I’ll try and keep my spirits up.

And

play a song.

By one of my Heroes.