[LonePalm]

There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by a Biden, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

WWG1WGA

Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)

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“To business that we love we rise betimes and go to with delight.”

[Bigg Red]

Pretty sad, isn’t it, when the ambitions and treachery of the Macbeth and Lady Macbeth look so very tame compared to that of the DemocRats?