Let's Make Up and Be Friends

When I started this thing, I was deep in the hole of depression following the debacle. I had no stomach for the news. And I managed to write some stuff that I kind of liked. But it couldn't last. The beast was so outrageously evil, so audacious. And the nation was so sick with his hate. This thing got away from me. I said what I had to. But of course, nobody saw it. And it made no difference.

So here's the thing. He has fucked up the country beyond recognition. Every time you think he can't get more insane, he will top himself. Every time it appears he will be stood up to, he will simply drive another nail into the coffin.

And some day, maybe far off in the distance, history will tell the truth that today's opiated masses miss in their reverie.

So let's just say it only going to get worse and leave it at that. Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Now, I'm gonna have some fun.