HAPPY NEW YEAR!

justiceLionel – Greetings Truth Warrior, Patriot and Sentient Sentry! May 2019 ring in tolerance, understanding and the ability to discuss matters and opinions divergent without ad hominems and vicious personal attacks.

Right. Whom am I kidding?

I know. It’s hard to believe there was a time when I actually lamented the collective intellectual torpor and/or incuriosity that affected us. I mean, nothing warranted a comment or murmur. Nothing roused anger or reaction. It seemed the fluoridation of the water systems was having its effect.

Well, that’s all changed. Daily I’m subjected to mindless political ideations and theories usually drafted by the virulent anti-Trump and clinically deranged. Facebook in particular has been a perfect medium for explicating streams of mindless hate, not to mention a fine platform for self-indulgent narcissism and serial self-aggrandizement. It’s a perfect portal into the mind of the truly pathetic. Ahem. (You know who you are.)

And as you can probably guess, I’m quite taken with our POTUS 45. I think he’s the greatest President in my lifetime and I’m just imagining the facial contortions of certain folks reading this very sentence and going straight into soul spasm.

Let me go a step further: The fact that Hillary Rodham Felon hasn’t been frogmarched into the hoosegow is simply a fact I can’t even remotely fathom. If there is a God and justice the Oven Mitt Fashionista will be cracking rocks upstate in time for the Super Bowl. Justice delayed is justice denied, spake Billy Gladstone.

I know that must royally rankle the faux Dem, synthetic progressive and liberal lite. And I can understand. They’ve a position without a dream, plan, focus, direction, protocol and vision. Just today I read (and howled) that Liawatha and Fauxcahontas Lizzie Warren’s dusting off her phony DNA smear to launch an exploratory committee.

Yeah, exploratory. Think psephological colonoscopy.

How horrid must being a Dem be today when the law doesn’t immediately kick in to have this cosmic loon loaded up with antipsychotic meds and shipped to Creedmoor for even suggesting this. Gawd, I love this country.

But look, now’s not the time to mock the Dems. After all it’s New Year’s Eve and that still means something. I guess. I also wonder what Alexandria Occasional-Cortex is doing this eve. The high priestess of daft, complete with sanpaku bug-eyes and a clueless collection of whoppers.

OK, I’ll stop. But only after gathering family and friends ‘round the hearth and reading passages from Michelle Obama’s knee-slapper “Becoming” . . . and tossing said tome into said fire. Wait, wait. Just one quote, please. Ready? “There are simply other ways of being.” What?! Bwahahaha! Let’s hear it for alternative universes, kids.

It’s a special night and reading logolalic drivel from a book no one read is unfair. I dig. So, from all of us to all of you, Happy New Year, patriots.

SF Source Lionel Media Dec 2018

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