Well, its Primary Election day here in Massachusetts. Nuff said.....
Those who tell us to be NICE aren’t they shout their PC gospel in your face while admonishing you for your rebuttal They accost each other like third graders left alone in the school yard and when cornered by a simple inquiry point wildly SHOUTING “He/She started it” for they cannot abide the sound of one hand clapping insist on offering validation of the absurd with their inanely unrelated talking points they have not learned that “sound bites” leave teeth marks on the rational of acquiescent assemblages that wildly waving arms and grimaces only serve to remind us of crazy Uncle Charlie and since we cannot call a duck - a duck we nod purse our lips look at the list of cloned clown candidates hesitantly pull the lunacy lever sadly place the I VOTED sticker in our pocket having exercised our RIGHT our PRIVILEGE to vote John G. Lawless ©9/4/2018
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