What difference does it make? (If I may coin a phrase.) Look. Look up in the sky. It's bird! It's a plane. It's Air Force 1, and in it are Barry and Reggie flying off for golf and shopping in some expensive locale usually thronged with wealthy white people. These two chaps were seated in AF1 by something called an "election." That is, the American people sort of chose them to ride over head, no doubt laughing on their way to the bank, while they snort in derision at our opinions.
Meanwhile, to make me feel better .... I guess ... you people continually tell me and I tell you, in fact, we tell each other, what a no-good rotten gay commie muslim slimeball punk the guy is. Whoopee!
So what do we have? I knows the problem. Where the solution be at? We (that is the loyal opposition, controls 31 state houses and legislatures, both Houses of Congress, (and the NRA and VFW). THE PEOPLE WE ELECT are the majority. So why can the Magic Marxist Mombasa Mulatto STILL do whatever he wants?
I frankly do not care about Franklin Marshall Davis' underwear as compared to Barry's and Gramps', OK? Where is the Program, The Plan? The Leader who is going to start saving the Republic? We have 19 more months of this foolish gay dork running roughshod over our backsides with his golf shoes. How do we stop that and start saving the Republic? Right now. We have the power.
We had the power, that is. Our elected representatives in the majority in both Houses decided to go with two leaders who would have been at home in Vichy France, Boehner and McConnell.
A sign, a portent, anything would be appreciated that might prove our majority takes this republic as seriously as we do.
Exemplary rant!