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A Christmas Carol 2025

Ring ting a ting. The bell ringer at the storefront continued with his greetings to the weary shoppers

The worn out souls searching for the gift meeting their kids’ demands, within budget, while trying to digest the lunch of coffee and whoppers

Merely glancing the ringers way the shopper hurried home only to have the garage door remote become a face, vibrate, and speak

“Mr. Smith,” the remote declared. “Tonight you will be visited by three ghosts. One of Christmas past, the present and the future,” causing Mr Smith to dash inside while muffling a shriek

“I must be dreaming,” thought Joe Smith. “Or perhaps it was the red onions in that ground beef”

Joe forgot to say hold the onions as those red onions always gave Joe’s stomach untold grief

“That must be what is was,” sighed Mr Smith while dozing off in his recliner

Glorious dreams ensued while the football game played across his screen as Joe himself scored the winning points as the star Forty-niner

“Mr Smith!” The screen had changed to that face seen on his remote. “You will now be visited by the ghost of Christmas past”

Then a spirit appeared dressed in his grandma’s attire though granny had long since breathed her last

The kindly voice called him by his childhood name. “Joey,” she called. “Come with me and let’s visit your home from your boyhood years”

Suddenly it was 1985 and there was Joey looking bewildered as He-Man action figure wasn’t under the tree and Joey was close to tears

“Joey please remember that since daddy left your mama she isn’t able to give everyone the presents they want, so everyone has to share”

“But grandma this is the worst Christmas ever. No daddy. No He-Man, and I don’t want to play with the baby’s teddy bear”

“Someday you’ll understand,” said the kindly vision. “Parents do all they can even when they realize it’s not enough”

Joey then realized that his mother had been working two jobs to make ends meet and without much sleep the stress was taking its toll as she was beginning to look rough

But before Joe could tell his mother how much he loved her she was gone and Joe was whisked to Christmas present

The new vision was not the kindly grandma from the past. This one had the same persona of his much despised manager. The same attitude, coffee breath, and shabby tie of the man whose underlings he loved to torment

The same guy who promoted the low IQ woman whose job expertise was letting him look down her blouse

He was extra nice to her but to all others was a scheming back-stabbing louse

“Did you finish those reports Mr Smith? You know I need them on my desk before you go home”

And seeing how he just dropped them in front of Joe an hour ago, it occurred to Joe that he wanted to yank out those six hairs plastered to his shiny dome

“You know your Christmas bonus might just depend on you finishing those reports”

The bonus once again being a three pound ham and a donation in Joe’s name to a charity the boss supports

Mr Smith had been grinding away at the same job for twenty-eight years as the ghost pointed out

And Christmas’s were always the worst. Money was tight, work schedules were demanding, but ol’ reliable Smith was always there to kick about

But before he had time to vent his frustrations to the current ghost, he was bundled away to future Christmases that would come his way

A new ghost appeared. This one called himself Mohamad and wasn’t on a sleigh

Instead, he rode a carpet of woven wool accompanied by his third child bride

It seems Christmas had been abolished. Congress had imploded into the great political divide

The far east had appointed themselves as leaders, now commanded all citizens and therefore rejected all things once celebrated by the west

They killed all the dogs, forced women to hide behind their garments and hung anyone daring to protest

This time there was no Mr Scrooge to see the light, no living happily ever after, or seeing the wonderment in a child’s eyes

Just a strictly regimented life, whose control was someone elses’ and the drudgery of a controlled daily life everyone despises

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Start Spreading The News, It’s The Ignorant He Woos

The bait was cast into the shallow end of the pool

He wriggled the bait ever so slightly and all the minnows started to drool

The lure used was recycled from Trump hatred, Bernie Sanders’ promise of free stuff, and the fairy tale of a completely liberal society

Delivered to this group of free feeders by a young socialist enamored with complete power and his own perceived piety

He promised a better life for all New Yorkers and by that he means people with no means

He’s promised to compete against grocery stores, provide free childcare, protect illegal immigrants, and with landlords dictate their liens

Free busing? You got it. Rent freezes? Yep. Government run grocery stores? Yessireee Bob. Government subsidized housing? Going to occur

With a tired old retread as his competition Mamdani became the candidate the city dwellers prefer

He campaigned under the Bernie Sanders mantra of “we’ll pay for it all just by taxing the rich”

And the bottom feeders ate it up, there’s nothing like being swindled by a smooth sounding sales pitch

“We’ll never forget the fall of the towers” has been cast to the wayside

There are few history majors in the electorate and what happened ten years ago is old news and seems long enough to keep the youngsters pacified

But a word of caution for the excitable ones. Sign up now for the affordable housing and get on the waiting list

As it will be years for all the zoning and permits to pass through the hands that are to be greased and the proper butts kissed

Mamdani only thinks he’s in charge but the power brokers never change

It’s the system of money trails that the seldom seen power people need to rearrange

For instance, the government grocery stores will still need to appease the unions that deliver

Still that doesn’t sway the trans group that Mamdani has promised healthcare with perhaps the weakest arrow in his quiver

But will the newly transitioned kids ever get a chance to follow along in this dreamer’s path?

When even the dim-witted would have trouble with this guy’s math

The retail grocery stores will leave, landlords will sell their properties, and buses will become a rolling crime scene

Businesses will then shutter, residents will flee, and cops won’t come because in reality a new broom does not sweep clean

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Plucking The Last Feathers

The work week was over. What was left of your paycheck was deposited after taxes

You’d put in your time, nose to the grindstone, been humiliated by a co-worker, and during the drive home been given the bird by an angry woman in glasses

But the big game was tomorrow and the six pack was cooling under ten pounds of ice

The same ice used on the bag of shrimp you’d found at a very good price

And just when it seemed like the weekend might end on a high note, you scrolled through the messages on your phone

The one that caught your eye was from your TV provider stating the conglomerate owning the sports channels was dropping your provider for reasons unknown

It seems the boys in the boardroom all decided that money alone wasn’t enough, overshadowed by their unquenchable thirst for power

The sports network wanted it all. They’d already taken the gutless conferences hostage with staggered start times now completing the monopoly not caring who they devour

Raise the price charged to the competing provider who were stealing customers by offering better technology and viewing results

And have their own networks talking heads promote their ever spirialing greed while the bill paying customers have to swallow the insults

You’ve been loyal to your own provider and watched as it raised it rates every year

Justified by adding four DIY channels and three more dedicated to alternative lifestyles and the queer

No, you didn’t want the ability to watch NE Montana Technical Institute play women’s volleyball

And you didn’t want to be caught in the middle of the three piece suit boardroom brawl

Life was simple when the game was on one of three channels and was broadcast for free

Now for the price of a monthly utility bill you get a watch a three-hour commercial fest diluted by reviews and one idiot referee

One look at the list of commercials from the wealthiest corporations on the planet

And one might figure the TV providers could broadcast for free, charge these lucrative corporations for the airtime and could still make out like a bandit

But suddenly you are rapidly scrolling for alternative provider plans just to see the game

All you wanted was to kickback for a while but here you sit like a plucked chicken waiting for the flame

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Bringing Back Grandpa from a Hank of Hair

And there it was in the test tube a glob of cells beginning to take shape

Thanks to AI, scientists were able to properly sequence DNA from an Ice Age primate and recreate a “prehistoric ape”

So now the DNA was retrieved from a hair belonging to the beloved grandpa now gone for many years

Standing in awe were a group of relatives remembering the man through so many tears

The kindness, humor, and the gentleness of the man would once again be welcomed into loving arms

The euphoria of the group exceeded any thought of unforeseen problems nor set off any alarms

The family would take this person, birthed from a glass tube and he would become the grandpa they all knew

But would this family be able to let grandpa acquire the traits of their deceased kin as he grew?

It seemed Grandpa worked the fields as he was growing up and tended chores on his farm

Now the fields were a subdivision and what acreage left was now a wedding venue trying to capture the rustic charm

Would not the working long hours tending the truck crops, the stubborn animals on icy winter days shaped Grandpa’s memories

As did front porch lemonade and pies crafted by grandma after picking berries

Would that time and place have an influence on who he married and would those memories be available now for the woman this clump of cells marries?

Passing away at an early age Grandma was barely remembered but obviously through his life was the woman Grandpa had chosen

Yet here they were oblivious to those facts, standing around the test tube with smiles appearing frozen

They would take this new human and try their best to raise a physical apparition

Could he become the same person that is buried behind the church as he makes this laboratory transition?

Only time will tell if a person can be recreated in the likeness of the memories framed on the shelves

Maybe AI is gaining too much power and needs to be reigned in as deeper into the theory of life it delves

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The Cloak Of Ignorance

The ignorance and outright stupidity was on full display.

The left once again had reason to celebrate. A conservative had been shot and their idea of world dominance was underway

The man killed by the assassin’s bullet was a debater extraordinaire

He questioned the leftists values in a non-combative tone and their answer was usually only a blank stare

Because having a leftist explain their beliefs is similar to pulling rotten teeth

It boils down to the fact they feel slighted by society so only hatred simmers beneath

That is why the fallacy of socialism exists, because to be a socialist all things are equal and must be shared

Meaning the obese, unemployed, pierced person has a right to some of the earnings of the mechanic from the cars he repaired

Should this hard-working person object to give up a portion of wages then he is considered a fascist or a Nazi

And his name will be spat upon by the green-hired liberal posse

Spurred on in their hatred by the leaders in Congress today

The multi-millionaires who don’t care a bit about their electorate as long as their words cause the ignorant to disobey

Taught from an early age to hate anyone who is considered better looking, has a solid work ethic, or ambitions to get ahead

“Those who can’t do, teach” or so the saying goes. And teach they do into the young minds their leftist values they embed

Then taught by the elbow patch, tweed wearing professors whose idea of research is to plagiarize a scholar’s work from 400 years ago.

And retreat behind ivy covered walls to check the stock market and drink Merlot

Yet hatred like a mushroom cloud boils over and rage becomes violence

As the protestors become mobs shouting profane epithets and waving third world flags of defiance

These idealistic students want to tear down society, write social media death threats, and finally shoot up a school as pressures from social media causes one to go rogue

The condition is mental illness caused by unfit instructors, pretentious professors, social media and the realization that you’ll never make the cover of Vogue

The voices you hear are from years of conditioning. By too much screen time, unsupervised teaching, and bleeding heart social workers

The voices heard and acted on are the same ones directing you to pull the trigger and commit the murders

When the real driver behind the scenes, the one controlling the mass media that he carefully staffs

Leans back in his chair, puts his feet on his desk and laughs

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Pounding The Poison To The Babies

In the fifties the good doctor snapped his bag shut after driving through bad weather to make a house call

Though he charged an outrageous $7.50 for the call and the meds, he answered all the parents concerns over the noise of the baby’s bawl

Fast-forward seventy years and the office person glared over the top of her half glasses and stated the child is behind on his vaccines

Too employed for charity and too poor for insurance the young mother was sent packing to the free clinic as the vaccines required to see this doctor were beyond her means

You see, this child had managed to survive her first 12 months without illness and now needed approximately 20 shots to get caught up

Which in turn equates to hundreds of dollars for vaccinations that Big Pharma demands into babies veins they need to pump

Grandma had told the mother not to worry as she only had 3 or 4 shots growing up that she could remember

But here is this CNA handing this young mother a schedule of injections amounting to four a month from January to September

And now the American Association of Pediatrics has recommended at 6-24 months babies receive the highly questionable covid shot

“Believe in the science,” they say. But pay no attention to the big Pharma drug reps proving time and time again doctors can be bought

And what infant at birth doesn’t need an injection for Hep B

This should help the newborn should he slip out of the NICU and share a needle during a drunken party spree

Grandma was seen wringing her hands as she looked over the injection list

“Some of these diseases weren’t invented when I was young,” snarled the woman obviously pissed

“I mean come on, I understand some of these vaccines are lifesavers. But with this many shots what are they doing to this baby’s system?”

“Sounds like more of a money grab to me and newborns are the victim”

Granny then pulled out a chart showing the autism rates for children over the past 50 decades

Waving the chart at the CNA she demanded an explanation as why in the 1970’s autism was diagnosed at 1:10,000 kids

Now rising at warp speed the chart now shows 1:36 kids are diagnosed autistic. But any discussion of this the medical community forbids

Grandma was quiet on the way home. She remembered being sick as a child but always recovered

It wasn’t until the CDC recommended a barrage of shots the doctors realized what a gold mine they had discovered

Just maybe the kids in the fifties and sixties were healthier as they weren’t exposed to the poisons today’s doctors are quick to inject

But that would take Big Pharma out of play and teenagers of today wouldn’t be concerned about lumps appearing that are malignant

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Maybe You’ll Tolerate This Drug Better

The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines tolerate: to endure or resist the action of (something, such as drugs or food) without serious side effects or discomfort

The doctors casually throw this word around to patients when the last drug prescribed caused them to hurt

Still not reducing the size of the baggie filled with prescription bottles of assigned pills

All in an attempt of reducing this patient’s misery and hoping the interaction with the other eight prescribed medicines isn’t what kills

Big Pharma might be pleased with the results. Just maybe this will be a commonly prescribed drug as the test rats are still alive

And if the patient can survive another five years, we can all pat ourselves on the back on how long the patient can survive

Then Big Pharma can lean on the insurance companies, the insurance companies their hospital groups, and the hospital groups their associated physicians

And should the patient balk at a new higher priced drug, the doctors have been programmed to say this drug might be their last chance given their conditions

The boardroom will be a happy place as this drug plus the other eight will make this individual worth 156 grand

And by tying in the insurance companies and their associated hospital groups, we can increase demand

We don’t ever want to address the root cause of this malady as that would end our never ending payday

And cause our ever-growing house of cards to collapse and decay

We can put this pill in a TV ad with a paid actor’s sworn testimony

And potential customers will eat it up not reading the fine print as they would see the ad as phony

Statistics will become a factor. Of the 1000 people not taking this drug (regardless of lifestyle) three people died

And only one person died of the 1000 taking the drug so one would have a 68% of not surviving if you don’t take this drug or so the stats implied

So if you can tolerate this drug and the side effects don’t cripple your lifestyle, you can join the happy people from the ad on the beach kicking up sand

And you’ll never know to that drug company you’re only worth 156 grand

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The Rage of Self Hatred

Recently a television ad aired showing a young, blue-eyed, blond actress sporting a pair of tight- fitting jeans

Immediate uproar was heard from the leftist crowd as they felt this particular advertisement demeans

The actress didn’t accentuate multicolored hair, excessive tattoos or piercings and wasn’t a minority

Perhaps in real life she stayed in shape as part of her regiment as her looks and body type became her own priority

The company had their choice of people to wear their jeans and drive away in a super car

But hiring a woke person to sell product was attempted by a large beer company in an ad crusade that was quite bizarre

Maybe the Madison Avenue execs are starting to turn the corner with their new campaigns

The bottom line is why they exist and profit generated by their one minute spots keeps fuel in the company’s planes

So the internet has to stir the hatred. This fascist person is selling the Nazi ideal

The self loathing peaks and blood pressure rises when the actress slides behind the wheel and shows her backside to the audience as the tires peel

This person wasn’t an over-weight glutton dancing down the street selling a weight loss pill

Or a minority sniffing a laundry detergent as if it was her only thrill

While the phone pounds away that everyone has it all and all is sensational

But then reality clicks in at the hyper-mart. No cash, no credit, and petty theft occurs as the situation becomes confrontational

“It’s not fair,” the internet screams. All should be equal regardless of education, work ethic, and size of paycheck

So the seething hatred becomes violent. Fast food counters, c-store displays, storefronts, and innocent bystanders’ lives are easy to wreck

The rule of everyone equal has created a mental illness that has gotten out of hand

The continual drumbeat of white superiority and destruction of once peaceful cities all appear government planned

Import 14 million people to live on the dole. Increase the national debt until America is beyond broke

All to advance a policy of governmental control behind the disguise of being woke

They tried diluting an election, forced rapid inflation, spread a lab-grown disease and ordered questionable vaccines

So it’s hard to believe the hoopla being stirred by miserable leftists over a pair of jeans

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Mi Casa Es Su Casa

The pot fields were immaculate, groomed by illegal migrants, some being unaccompanied minors

Pot farms designed to turn American’s minds to mush, these former vegetable greenhouses were the new gold rush forty-niners

The former cucumber farms were seen now as very profitable growing their own shade of green

Hiring people to tend their fields, paying minimum wage, with alleged citizenship papers never seen

Then the ice agents swooped in all dressed in black to scoop up the illegal workers for deportation

To send them back to their home country and take them from their families and occupation

While the protest outside the farm gates continued to grow and become violent

Throwing rocks, bottles and waving Mexican flags, the protesters stayed defiant

While the pot field bust was on-going, the City of Chicago was slashing teachers and support staff jobs to avoid bankruptcy

Continuing to throw good money after bad Chicago Public Schools were caught in their own web of liberal bureaucracy

In fifty-five of Chi-town’s public schools not one student met grade level expectations in reading or math

While taxpayers are expected to pay for this miserable performance and continue down the “spend our way out of it“ path

Seventeen thousand migrant kids are enrolled adding an estimated 410 million to the school’s budget in a failing system

Making some politicians, school administrators, and taxpayers question who is the real victim

Watching socialist politicians lambaste this federal administration’s attempt to reign in this insanity

The line in the sand had been drawn, America is still in favor of deportation in spite of the media’s constant drumbeat of inhumanity

The mugging of American values has started. Listen to the call to prayer blaring from the loudspeakers on Fridays in Times Square. The Elvis impersonators and drag queens have to silence their tourist trap routines

As the anti-American venom spews hatred toward dogs, pork, and uncovered women in jeans

Why are the flags from the countries of immigrants being waved on American soil?

And why are the people throwing rocks, assaulting officers, and demanding all America has to offer while to their home country, still loyal

The goal of unhinged greedy politicians is “Nuestras elecciones se convierten en las elecciones de todas”

Helped by Biden’s wide open borders, shady NGO’s and government assistance all provided by the socialist money flow

The foothold is already being established. The Somalians are a force in Minneapolis, a Muslim is running for mayor of New York City, and the undocumented people in the area surrounding LA

And as long as the greed driven politicians continue to be elected by the sheep, in their pot induced haze everything is A-okay

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The Flea Market President

The parking lot was blistering hot on Saturday and the store’s aisles were jammed

People were there as soon as the market opened. Ready to trade and dicker with the idea of paying retail being damned

The gently used beanie babies, old high school yearbooks, and grandma’s fine china was there three teacups short

The booth selling health and beauty aids was swarming with customers by offering nutrition supplements, vitamins slightly out of date, and a cream guaranteed to remove that ugly wart

But the booth that really had them packed in was G112 and now expanded to 114.

People wall to wall, it was the Trump booth that had them packed in like a sardine

Customers were grabbing the merchandise as soon as it went on the shelf

Everything Trump was on display. Who needs Christmas decorations when a Trumpy Bear can take the place of the shelf elf

And what kid wouldn’t be beside himself when in his stocking was a Trump Chia pet

Hoping to have enough time to grow hair on the Trump head before the world leaders tire of playing Russian Roulette

Under the glass counter shining brightly by jewelry lights were the unopened packs of Trump trading cards issued when he was 45th

Next to these was a signed poster by Mike Pence the VP that Trump chose to saddle himself with

After the passage of the Big Beautiful Bill the once discounted talking clock was now back to its original retail price

Directly below was a new stack of freshly printed Alligator Alcatraz t-shirts drawing them in like cheese and mice

While supplies last were the boxes of Trump sneakers. These shoes were specially padded to allow for bone spurs

And make no mistake about it, one table was marked his and another marked hers

Finally, what really had the crowd elbowing their way to the front were a dozen bottles of the new Trump fragrance

But these were kept behind the counter and under strict surveillance

But who wouldn’t want to, in a very tender moment open a present and see a bottle of Trump Victory

The fireplace crackling, Dean Martin crooning, a snowy evening and a Trump perfume. It sounds contradictory

The crowd didn’t care, they all queued up for a moment with the atomizer just for a sniff of the Trump aroma

The excitement from the spray grew as people grabbed for the small sample bottle causing an immediate state of nirvana and in one case, coma

And so it went. The day ticked by until the Trump clock said six and people were told to leave

The modern day “Buffalo Bill” had to be smiling. He had “buffaloed” people into fighting for his likeness a fact that half the country could not conceive

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THE ONLY LAW West, er East of the Pecos

The tote board shown brightly under the spotlights. The judges names were all displayed in alphabetical order

All were in the contest to see who could out-adjudicate the others with topics ranging from civil rights to the southern border

The showdown was on. The judges were all there eyeballing the competition

They thought their recent rulings had taken precedence over the others and all were powered by their own volition

The American citizens watched in amazement as these silly characters paraded around in their robes

Most were Obama and Biden appointees but a couple of Carter’s choices had noticeable tufts of hair sprouting from their earlobes

More than half of the voters had voted for Trump and the policies he promised

They felt after 16 of the past 20 years of lies and deceit the man in the office might be a touch more transparent and honest

“We can’t have this ill advised idiot trying to turn America to the right” was the obvious intent

“So when he makes a statement or issues an order, give us just a minute and watch us dissent”

Points were then awarded by the ruling causing the most disarray

The first judge was smiling broadly as her ruling was to show Trump as antigay

But soon was put in check by another judge blocking the transfer of a transgender woman to a men’s prison

“That’s small potatoes” stated a judge whose stock and points had rapidly risen

This judge blocked an order banning transgender individuals from serving in the US military

It seems a lot of transgenders were enlisting under Biden’s leadership to receive free reassignment surgery while hoping not to face foreign hostility

With a large number of judges all lining up to make their case for the points involved

The points leader for the judge most likely to squash most true citizens rights went unresolved

It was then decided that a WEF 24 judge free-for-all cage match would determine the winner

With the last judge standing being first in line for a democratic Supreme Court appointment and a free chicken dinner

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White Superiority or just a Better Work Ethic

Much has been written about low impulse control, violent nature, and blatant rudeness

Always playing the victim, as the view from the outside world sees the group as a pack of opportunists

It starts early in life when the baby is raised by a single mother still in her teens

The kid grows up too smart for school, withdrawn, or acting out just to create scenes

Realizing his or her dream to become famous comes with work, practice, and sacrifice

This individual doesn’t have the ambition, drive or talent to pay that price

The single mother really didn’t care. The baby had been a burden on her still young life

Her nightly dreams shattered by the shrill cry of the infant cutting through her own fantasies like a knife

The food stamps, the monthly check and the government housing were never enough

Still the TV ads, the credit card companies, and the store displays always encouraged to buy more stuff

The jobs available were always the same. The night shift at the nursing home, second shift fast food worker or convenience store clerk

Usually fired from one or all jobs because between the baby and having no weekends off the management didn’t appreciate the no-show at work

Anger becomes a way of life. It’s not my fault, others have it better, the government owes me more

What doesn’t help is people look away from the perceived rabble like you. The far-away eyes, the smirk, or self-righteous pity, all things you deplore

So you live three levels of humanity below where you think you should be

Trying to get by day to day, hoping the car will start, and shacked up with an unemployed parolee

Wondering how all those other white people have it better than me

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The Person Behind The Makeup

“Men go to bed with Gilda and wake up with me,” was famously stated by actress Rita Hayworth

Fantasies abounded with the thoughts of romancing the famous star but the next morning crashing back to earth

In 1949 The Artists League of America voted Rita’s lips best in the world

She signed with Max Factor to promote its line of Tru-Color lipsticks causing women around the world to flip their hair as they twirled

Cosmetics have been used for centuries to enhance beauty and cover flaws

The internet is packed with stories of divorces filed by men viewing their spouse without makeup as the cause

Men have always had to guess what lies behind that foundation, concealer and blush

And what nightmare might emerge from the bathroom the morning after a barroom crush

Ancient Egyptians both women and men used cosmetics for religious purposes, repel insects and show social standing

Though originally used by those connected to royalty, soon the lower caste of people began applying as the use of cosmetics was ever expanding

Recent examples of cosmetics were Twiggy’s eyelashes, Jennifer Garner’s skincare, Brooke Shields’ eyebrows, and Lynda Carter’s lips

Covering flaws and enhancing facial features was as easy as a trip to the mall as a wide array of makeup was at your fingertips

Whole departments in major chain stores are dedicated to cosmetics

To improve a woman’s features that unfortunately were left behind by genetics

Plus the fact the customer usually leaves with a sackful of high-priced colors, sprays, and lotions

All to please the face in the mirror and spark the partner’s emotions

In 2022 the cosmetic industry generated approximately $430 billion in revenue and is on the rise in all categories

As new and improved products are being produced in mega-companies’ laboratories

But as for the males in this ever-changing world and it doesn’t matter what is stated by the law

No amount of concealer is going to hide the fact that you have a hoo-haw

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Back When Biden Could Write

Much has been written about Joe Biden’s Presidency and his use of the auto-pen to sign executive orders

Before it was discovered Joe’s brain was mush he actually signed commands concerning co-vid, climate change, and the nation’s borders

If one would examine the early orders carefully, they were designed to keep the citizens in line, destroy the current business model, and put money back in his pocket

Eventually the world found out the man lied continuously to suit his needs, insulted those who questioned him, and shout his way through a teleprompter speech

Then would immediately shuffle away, taking no questions and head for his private beach

Before the auto-pen boys took over, let’s look at the damage done when Joe could still sign his name

Remember at the time the pandemic was raging so Biden conveniently had Trump to blame

On day one Biden formed a co-vid task committee and issued a masking order for the federal work force

Soon the rest of America was breathing through a cloth mask as they trusted the science and the rules they endorse

Biden also signed an order allowing schools to open and close at their discretion allowing for in-person learning

Permitting unmotivated instructors to go through the motions of teaching from the luxury of their home with no reduction in what they were earning

Killing the oil industry was high on his list with Executive Order 13990. Placing a moratorium on gas and oil leases in the Arctic, revoking the permit for the Keystone Pipeline, and rejoining the Paris Agreement

Immediately going after women, he signed EO 13988 bringing an end to women’s sports with his trademark sneer and his creepy whisper though contemptable was vehement

Finally with EO 14004 Biden guaranteed all able bodied transgenders access to the US Military and the services they provide

A boon to all looking for gender affirming surgery leaving the cost of medical care to the taxpayers and draping a flag from the White House honoring gay pride

Once the staff realized Jill was calling the shots and Biden signed everything that was placed in front of him

They dug out the auto-pen as the Prez was only upright a few hours a day and even then his eyesight was dim

So aim the country toward socialism and rubber stamp his name to all the latest greedy schemes

While robbing the citizens of everything they ever believed in, worked for, and crushing their American dreams

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Tell Us What You Think About Your Visit

The receipt read this store values your feedback. Please fill out the short survey and have a chance at the monthly drawing to win a $500 gift card

(and just so you know since you filled out the survey before if you don’t answer these questions your e-mail box we will bombard)

The alleged short survey asks for a star rating on a few particular items purchased today

The store not only asks for your money to purchase their product, but also your free time much to your dismay

You had maneuvered your cart up and down the clogged aisles, past annoying merchandise display shippers, other shoppers and employees filling multiple on-line requests

The highlight of the shopping experience, sitting on their soft drink lined mechanized carts were very obese customers in various stages of undress

Finally, after an exhausting search for the last item on your list, you jockey your cart to the self- checkout

The two manned registers had a long lines, so the open checkout register seemed to be the quickest route

But the machine charged you $28 for a four dollar item meaning you had to press the need assistance light

And the only store employee with the magic code to over-ride the machine error was nowhere in sight

So the fastest way out of the store now became an interminable 12-minute wait

At last exiting the store you had to push past the cute little tykes hawking their fund-raising wares, not believing the four-letter words coming from the children mouths filled with so much hate

Eventually unloading the items purchased it wasn’t ten minutes before your e-mail inbox chimed

It was as if the big box store had your location and your trip home timed

So to keep the inbox clutter-free and to get the store off your back you go ahead and take the survey

The e-mail stated a short survey, but time required and the sheer number of questions asked, the short survey turned into a grad school essay

Were you greeted by a team member? How was the product variety, availability and value? Were you offered assistance?

As with all big box stores, you’re there because their discounted prices have driven the little guys out of business, and you think you saw a store associate off in the distance

Fifteen minutes into the survey answering why you checked a three star instead of five

You realize most of this survey was just a lot of corporate jive

What the store really wants to know is why you are buying a particular product to help with future product distribution

In reality, since you rolled your cart up and down the endless aisles, self checked, paid your hard-earned money, and sacked your own purchases, was the store really out reward you for your contribution

But if you think you have a shot in hell of winning the cash prize

Read the fine print in the rules and regulations and let that dose of reality hit you right between the eyes

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College Football Sold Its Soul

The fans had gathered in the pre-dawn hours for the sausage and biscuit tailgate fare

Over strong hot coffee they discuss their teams chances against the opposition with the seventeen-year-old quarterback millionaire

The kickoff was at noon. The early time was scheduled by the true drivers of the sport, the television network

Their game was significant with playoff ramifications but was scheduled at the early time slot to compete against Des, Nick, Coach and Kirk

Big Money is only concerned with ratings and ESPN rules the roost

So the game will be played at noon to hopefully give the other network a boost

Sure, the fans squawked their protests like sheep bleeting in the runway to the slaughterhouse

But eventually they’ll break out the bourbon and quietly fill the stadium without realizing they are being controlled by Micky Mouse

The sleepy-eyed band is trying to work up some school spirit with the school’s fight song

But there wasn’t much of a spark generated as the fans have realized that college football in its greed has done them wrong

The boosters have been taken for granted for so long the sport feels invincible

They’ve quietly watched as football has turned into a giant money grab. Now to be considered for the privilege of buying tickets one has to make a payment to the athletic department but parking and tailgate fees are additional

The game itself has turned into one long butt numbing commercial fest

A 60-minute game has been stretched into a four-hour contest

The commercial breaks now take up 2-1/2 hours of the broadcast. Sportsbooks rule the airwaves with drug and beer commercials close behind As fans in the stands sit on their hands hiding from the weather while waiting for another three minutes of action as designed

Oh, Wait! The referees are huddled around a camera to see if the call they are paid to make was correct so we take another five-minute commercial break

“We’ll delay the action, kill the momentum, and a potential winning drive to see if our incompetent asses made a mistake”

“Let’s add a two-minute warning timeout in addition to the other three because Lord knows we haven’t had enough TV adds”

Toss in a thirty-minute half-time show so five talking heads can delve into the minds of the nineteen- year-old lads

Maybe just maybe this kid wasn’t giving his all because with three losses this team wasn’t making the playoffs anyway

With the Transfer Portal looming large, he’ll be gone at the season’s end to a bigger and better payday

He’ll go to a team that schedules more cupcake games where he can flash his athletic brilliance and not as likely to risk injury before going to the tier one pros

It’s all about the money, follow the dollar sign. No school loyalty, no team spirit and it’s no skin off his nose

If only the NCAA had woken to the fact they had the perfect playoff system already in hand

With the number of bowl games and a 64 team round robin tournament, think of the money TV, the universities, and players could command

Just drop the regular season games to ten and then begin the road to the championship

Suddenly the Bluebonnet Bowl wouldn’t be looked upon as a consolation trip

Much like March Madness this style tournament would give most a shot and advance the “cream” to the top

And all the fans hollering about shoulda’s coulda’s and woulda’s would slow to a stop

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Kamala’s Krazy Kharacters

Hey Kids! What time is it?! It’s time again for the Kamala Show featuring her cast of crazy puppets

Just remember kids, these puppets all say the same thing, so they sure aren’t the Muppets

Kamala decided this is the best way to win the election. Let her puppets do her talking in their own lingo and she can hide from the press. Obviously an understudy of the demented one for the last four years

He wrote the democratic handbook on how to campaign. Come out of hiding, make a creepy, whispery, angry statement, then walk away while the world watches as he disappears

Because she can’t copy this blueprint exactly she decided to hide off-stage and let her puppets do the talking

That way she can continue to say nothing, take no questions, and not look like the dead man walking

Frieda the fry girl opens the show complete in the McDonald’s uniform with a hairnet smelling slightly like an eight dollar Big Mac

Asking a customer what kind of middle class burger they would like to fill up the sack

Next up is Mike the roughneck fracking puppet. Dressed in tough guy working clothes he praises Kamala for keeping fracking and bread on the table

What Mike doesn’t know is Kamala won’t sign the leases to permit fracking as soon as she is able

Coming on stage now is Sista Latrese, one of the black puppets Kamala takes for granted. “Of course we be voting for Kamala, cause we be part of the women of color club”

“We’re the future the democrats have been promising for 100 years and because democrats would never lie we’ll be learning to wash our greens in our middle class tub”

Hitting the stage next and keeping a wary eye out for ICE because she has no green card, is Juanita the Latin housekeeper.

Employed in a middle class home, Juanita is tired of changing linens and diapers but is grateful for the job she obtained because she works cheaper

“Still waiting on that free house,” screams Angelo the migrant Haitian puppet. “All we got now is hotel rooms, free phones and food, We demand middle class!”

Kids remember it was only six weeks ago Angelo was living in homeland squalor in a tin hut with a roof of grass

See how far Angelo’s come just by crossing the border and living off the goodness of the Red Cross and Catholic Charities

Just ignore the fact that empires have failed for centuries because of invasions, bad economies, and political divisions. History is a giant circle just look at the Roman Empire similarities

And to close out the the show is our favorite rapper Fat Slo Mo whose song We be freakin’ to the middle class is number one on the charts

With the lyrics “da bitches and da hoes better bring the goods,” we appreciate all the wisdom the song imparts

Hopefully Kamala doesn’t consider herself a hoe and the lyric is from a spurned rapper and just sour grapes

But both are hoping they don’t turn up in compromising positions on Diddy’s sex tapes

So kids come and spend an afternoon with Kamala and her friends

She won’t answer any questions and will stay quiet and not look stupid before to the White House she ascends

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Cat-A-Roni

Much has been written lately about Haitian immigrants eating the neighborhood cats

Apparently they circle the area looking for the food bowls placed next to the home’s door mats

And when Mr Fuzzy comes down the sidewalk looking for his ration of Meow Mix, suddenly he’s grabbed, skinned and turning on a spit

Or if to be barbecued the Haitian would have splatchcocked kitty and thrown him on the grill over an open pit

Watching with great interest, Big Food held a series of meetings to determine if there was indeed a market for felines

The general consensus was to test market a few cat menu items to see if the company “could make hay while the sun shines”

But first they had to figure a way to kill that fishy taste with chemicals including riboflavin and sodium diacetate

Because one would need to get maximum enjoyment from chemically enhanced cat on a plate

After much deliberation the first food product to hit the grocer’s shelves was Cat-A-Roni, “the immigrant Haitian treat”

Mixed up well with artificially jerk flavored rice, the box guaranteed the kitty would be good to eat

Microwaved for three minutes in two cups of boiling water and the special flavor pack or twenty minutes on the stove top

And you’ll be eating parts of Mr Fuzzy until you’re ready to pop

Another limited edition release would be Kitty Patty Helper complete with another chemical flavor packet

Just add milk and maybe some peppers and mushrooms and no one will know you’re dining on the local elementary school’s mascot

Finally, on a whim, for one last item of feline protein, it was suggested the addition of Kitty Paws

To satisfy one’s cravings for something sweet would be the little kitty’s paw pads minus the claws

Roasted, toasted, and covered with sweetened syrup, these chewy delights are easy to munch

Just watch the children’s eyes light up when they pop these morsels of goodness and experience that satisfying crunch

Once again Big Food will stop at nothing to exploit a trend

Never let it be said that corporate dining isn’t your friend

So guard your pets if its possible because some immigrant might just be eyeing your cat

Meanwhile Big Food will start their own cat farms, stuff them full of growth chemicals, and then blame people’s sedentary lifestyle for making them fat

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We’re Gonna Need You One More Time

It’s been four years since we last spoke, my how time does fly

We all hope you’re doing well but we do have one request before we say goodbye

You see we’re going to need you to vote for us when you can

Remember we’re the party that is running a woman of color against an old white man

And its because of her we’re only gonna need you one more time

Because now she is promising a better economy, a secure border, and to be tough on crime

Ignore the fact that because of her administration that you are struggling to make ends meet, fill your car, put food on the table, and gunshots that keep you awake at night

Keep in mind that its all Trump’s fault and continue to hate everything white

That hopeless feeling that hits you every morning is just a normal reaction

Living slightly below paycheck to paycheck, we’ll wave fictitious reparations under your nose as a distraction

We’re going to ask you to tap dance one more time down to the ballot box

While you step toe over the junkies, the pushers, and hostile migrants that have taken over your blocks

Because in four more years we won’t need your vote as the 10 million new citizens will all be voting for us

Meaning in reality you’ll be sitting further back in the bus

We’re already moving them into your cities to take over your neighborhood

Foreign language signs will now be viewed where your uncle’s store of fifty years had stood

But don’t worry about that, like a largemouth bass seeing a shiny new lure, we’re going to reel you in

We’re going to ignore the real issues and make this election about gender and the color of your skin

We’re gonna make up some facts, call them true, try to arrest our opponent, and glorify our candidate

Oh yeah, we’ll get some celebrities and rap stars to appear on stage and say we’re great

So because your relatives before you blindly voted for us and because to their old beliefs they cling

We’re asking you to vote for the woman who washes her greens in her tub and has a Tobasco flavored bathtub ring

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A Toast To The Flibbertigibbet

Wikipedia defines a Flibbertigibbet as a flighty or whimsical person usually a young woman. Modern uses include a gossipy or overly talkative person

After three and a half years of Biden, Obama’s hand-picked replacement is the word salad speaking cackling Kamala Harris causing the worldwide status of the US to worsen

The power bloc of the east had gathered around the table. Russia, Iran, N. Korea and Cuba were there with China agreeing to attend

The group needed China for them to flourish and any movement on their part without notifying Chairman Xi would probably offend

The time to strike is now. The west is in disarray without any true commander

The United States was stretched thin with two wars and weakened with a lame duck President whose only appearances were feeble attempts at slander

The group at the table knew the time had come to cut the head off the western snake

Plans that had been in the works for years were laid on the table as new world domination was now at stake

China sat silently knowing that within four months her tanks would be patrolling the streets to Taipei City

And as the group was quietly voicing their plans hoping for the nods of approval, N. Korea advised the continuation of rocket testing to the committee

Iran, fueled by pallets of cash and uranium from the US, advised they would be upping their engagements of war in helping to wipe Israel off the map

Observing they would further weaken the US military by baiting them into a three-cornered trap

NATO would continue to backpedal from its commitment as Russia begins to withhold fuel supplies

The European nations talk tough but will fold with cold weather and the sound of their countrymen’s cries

And with Russia standing pat on the Ukrainian offensive, Putin is more than willing to play the waiting game

Eventually the Ukrainian people will tire of being cannon fodder for an increasingly senseless border war and end the conflict to avoid taking the blame

Looking around the table the group laughed at the prospect of the woman the US was trying to present as strong

They know power, they know strength, there are certain people that project this might and this woman doesn’t belong

Raising their glasses they all exclaimed, “Here’s to the flibbertigibbet may she win in a rout”

“We’ll continue to supply the internet with misleading bots and stuff the ballot boxes, then show the world real power without a doubt”

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Going For The Gold

As the Olympics are winding down there are some medals that may have been overlooked

It seems Paris needed to create some new medals for all the squatters and immigrants the city ran out of the area because they were overbooked

So the city fashioned a medal for each of the unfortunates to treasure while they were forced to live on the streets

And made sure the cameras didn’t see them, ruining the view from the visiting elites

There was also a new medal for the fastest assembly of the new cardboard beds

The gold would go to the athlete with the best time combined with the best use of the Olympic themed spreads

Most of the Olympic Village guests were disqualified as they used the spread for a window covering since there were no curtains offering no time for privacy and solitude

Giving the athletes scarcely any alone time to adjust their game-time attitude

There was also a little known medal called the cafeteria race given to the winner in the form of the lone piece of meat

It seems the person in charge of food service figured the participants existed on brocolli and bean sprouts as the only fuel needed to compete

Finally, the last unknown medal was handed to marathoners who braved the waters of the river Seine

These medals were for bravery as the questionable water quality was checked daily for e-coli so the swimmers didn’t spend three days shooting antibiotics doubled up in pain

There were plenty of highlights from the games. The opening ceremony featured a woke version of the Last Supper painting

The depiction horrified a lot of America and had little old ladies fainting

The women’s gymnastics team dubbed the Golden Girls summoned up the gold led by Simone Biles

All activity stops while she is on the floor, the routine finishes, she sticks the landing and smiles

At the Olympics in 2052 the crowd will cheer when Katie Ledecky uses a rollator to get to her starting blocks

And then swims to four more medals while she blows her competitors out of their socks

When the US mens gymnastic team needed a flawless performance to medal they called on Stephen Nedoroscik

Putting down his glasses and hopping on the pommel horse with a perfect routine scoring high enough to do the trick

Other highlights include the Turkish air pistol shooter winning silver looking like he just stepped out of the audience and said “hold my beer”

Anthony Ammirati from France giving a new meaning to the term pole vault showing that except for a suddenly conspicuous bulge he might have been able to clear

And so it goes an evening of tape delay video filled with commercials that in no way will enhance your fitness

But as the champions emerge you can sit in your easy chair and claim to be a virtual witness

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What Would Norman Paint Today?

When Norman Rockwell died in 1978 he left behind a legacy of over 4000 original works

Fondly remembered as painting a snapshot of American life featuring everyday people like farmers, factory workers and clerks

His magazine covers for the Saturday Evening Post were a mailbox highlight

He lifted spirits during the World War Two years and for a few brief moments gave respite to America’s plight

His cherished paintings of the four freedoms raised many dollars for the ongoing war

Freedom of Speech, Worship, Want and Fear proudly portrayed America at its best and gave hope for those with loved ones on a distant shore

However today would the paintings be the same or are the four freedoms just a recollection for the very old

The stoic man in the leather jacket speaking his mind today, thanks to the Department of Justice, could be sitting in a jail cell waiting to be paroled

The campus and city riots of antisemitism would be portrayed differently than the original Freedom of Worship masterpiece

The new canvas could show the burned out synagogues and battered Jews as angry Palestinian supporters screamed for the war in Gaza to cease

Freedom from Want showed a family around a Thanksgiving table serving a turkey with a look of satisfaction on all faces

The new Freedom of Want could feature looters grabbing merchandise from smashed in storefronts as law and order only pertains to the other races

An updated Freedom of Fear instead of a Mom and Dad tucking their children in for the night could now feature a lonely youngster cowering in her bed

Peering out the window hoping the ruckus outside doesn’t involve a couple of rounds fired into the wall above her head

Rockwell’s Rosie the Riveter showed American women as strong and decisive

Today’s women should be depicted as loud, rude and divisive

Perhaps the sketch could show two women trashing a quick serve restaurant because they felt disrespected

While the rest of the customers and the staff look on at the idiocy to which they are subjected

It would be difficult to paint the current America in any kind of positive light

As a portrayal of any kind would be subject to immediate ridicule by some hate group and the riot they would incite

So today instead of painting teenagers in love, acts of kindness, and black kids moving in under the white kids suspicious eyes

He’d need a doorbell with a camera, a burglar alarm and a bolted door so someone didn’t steal his supplies

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Hookers To Hunters

Recently this administration has changed names on American institutions in an effort to make all things fair

One can’t expect to plod through life when seeing a certain name can trigger a feeling of despair

In fact the Reconciliation of Place Names Act was sponsored by Senators Ed Markey and who else but the beer chugging headdress wearing Elizabeth Warren

There are apparently 1441 public spaces whose name could signal oppression to people both domestic and foreign

Another pat on the back goes to the government for focusing attention on the names of certain places while migrants, the homeless, and disabled vets line the streets

The economy, on a nonstop downward spiral for the last three years, is shown to be great by the democratic election committee with finagled spreadsheets

Shootings, robberies, and a continuing attack on innocents are no longer even headlines

People are staying in defending what they own as their belief in the government continuously declines

Public schools are being renamed in this purge of anything distressing

But being run by the local liberal school boards and the hapless greedy teachers union, this is merely window dressing

Military bases are not exempt from this renaming madness

To the thousands of GI’s that trained in the hot Georgia sun at Fort Benning this has to be a feeling of sadness

The same goes for Fort Bragg currently Fort Liberty. Sounding a little like a Disney World theme park, but that is to be expected when now one has to salute a man wearing a dress

While the Army continuously fails in its recruiting goals, the Biden administration calls this real progress

So when it comes to renaming institutions it’s now time to rethink a term for America’s oldest past time

The Civil War Union officer Joseph Hooker used to round up women of ill repute to entertain his officers once they washed off the grime

Those women eventually became known as hookers but in today’s changing era it is time for another designation

In keeping with Congress’ push to eliminate all history and stand firmly behind its own socialist legislation

The new name should be one that represents this government ‘s idea of its new society

And one somebody can remember in its simplicity and notoriety

Hence, from today forward all hookers will be referred to as hunters after the President’s son

He embodies this administration with his lying, cheating, money laundering, drug use, perverted sexual appetites, and ownership of an illegal gun

Though the real hookers might object to being named after this viper

At least they don’t have to stand down wind from the President’s diaper

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When the UCLA Med School Diploma is hanging on the Wall

The receptionist had me all checked in and yes, this was the one office that accepted my insurance

All that was required was a $25 copay and that would be my only out-of-pocket expense. I had their assurance

The waiting room was empty except for one very obese woman who was obviously a heavy smoker

With her oxygen mask in place she mumbled about soda prices as she had just come from the grocer

She stated the price of the 2 liter soft drink she was consuming was up fifty cents since the start of the year

Then she said this was the lone doctor she could see as this office was the only one in her network taking new patients and her pains had grown more severe

The door to the back opened and a nurse called my name and ushered me into an examination room

She took my blood pressure, my weight, and asked all the questions like how much alcohol did I consume

She then said the doctor would be right in and only then did I notice the UCLA Med School diploma hanging on the wall

Being new to the area when trying to match doctors to my employers health insurance, I didn’t notice the UCLA med school graduate listing on the internet that I recall

Nervously I waited for the doctor and sure enough with a knock on the door a young black doctor appeared

The dilemma in my head immediately triggered the run reflex as this was a MD who might not be qualified to guide my health issues or so I feared

I’d seen the news reports on the different sets of rules for people of color thanks to UCLA’s DEI guidelines

I seems the academics in charge were more concerned with racial quotas and apparently born without spines

I need this physical as my employer demands it but what to do now as my mind is reeling

So what is the answer to this young doctor’s general question of how are you feeling?

Do you ask for a list of qualifications? Did any med schools turn you down before UCLA?

Would the doctor feel slighted and profiled if I asked about their background or do I just nod my head and say okay?

In between the I-pod being filled in with information about my heart beat and the latest immunization

I’m silently hoping in med school training the patient’s nose didn’t light up when the doc tried to remove the funny bone in the board game of Operation

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Activists Needed: Hoodie and Mask Required

You had been looking for easy work since daddy had cut your funds and strolling past the bulletin board a want ad had appeared with the tear off strips

It was now time to back up those incensed anti-capitalist exclamations that have been rolling off your lips

Dialing the number listed, the recorded voice explains the time, the marshaling location, the per diem pay and a brief synopsis of the cause

Being a student of history for the last semester, you are prepared to become angry and ignore posted protest laws

Pulling out your dark Gap hoodie and LL Bean lambswool scarf and hoping for a menacing look

Because after all it’s a paying job, free food, and just maybe for once a chance to not be identified as a mook

So you’re ready to “stick it to the man” as the glorious protest anthems from previous decades ring in your ears

The angry mob had already formed as you approach the city square with the hoodie up, face covered and sweating heavily as the time to demonstrate nears

You checked in using the code name assigned, grabbed one of the preprinted protest signs and surged to the front of the mob

Screaming the curses of the oppressed as the aggressor continues to bomb, kill, rape and rob

The speaker was beside himself with rage as his speech was sparking murmurs of upheaval

Spittle was coating the megaphone as he shouted his justification to rebel as the aggressor to his cause was pure evil

It was easy work, the faux anger, the feeling of brotherhood, and at least for while not being society’s outcast

Perhaps you’d found your true calling, you were now somebody at long last

Yelling the oppressed slogans you pushed ahead marching to a new-found drumbeat when suddenly the cops appeared

Summing up that mob courage inspired by your comrades as they taunted and smirked and ignored the orders the area must be cleared

The stand-off lasted only for the ten-minute warning then tear gas canisters filled the air

With blurred vision and burning skin you stumbled your way out of the square

Once back in your nondescript room you pulled your trash can out and continued to barf

And realized the per diem pay didn’t cover the cost of the LL Bean lambswool scarf

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Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore

The Fed-X driver approached the door with the familiar white envelope and rang the bell

Seeing the curtains move he waved the envelope at the window, so he wouldn’t have to yell

When no one answered the door he decided to knock

His package was a guaranteed delivery so someone had to sign for the doc

“Just leave it by the door,” said a voice from within

“I have a package for Alice Jones,” said the delivery man. “And someone needs to sign,” as this little game was wearing thin

“Alice doesn’t live here anymore,” said the voice from the other side of the door

“Do you know where she moved?” asked the delivery man. “She’s always signed before”

He waited for an answer but none came. Finally, tucking the envelope under his arm, he checked his watch and left

He had a schedule to keep and since no one would sign he wouldn’t just leave the document for a porch pirate theft

The place didn’t look right to the driver. The usually immaculate lawn had two untagged cars parked on the grass

And Alice herself was always there, well-dressed and presented herself with class

The heavily accented voice that talked through the door seemed out of place

And it seemed odd that the person refused to show their face

Alice was actually away attending to her sister who had fallen ill

Tipped off by garbage collector the house was empty, a homeless group had moved in leaving Alice to foot the bill

The law states that tenants have rights and without due process cannot be forcibly removed

So now the fact the current tenants do not have a right to be there has to be proved

Meaning Alice is on the hook for court costs and slow moving paperwork while the new residents steal and trash the place

Plus the owner is on the hook for utility bills and rent as laws state the landlord cannot just turn the power off in an effort to free up the space

It’s time to immediately fix the rules. The fact this current administration turns its back on its own citizens is hard to ignore

Of course the elites don’t care but in middle America suddenly the squatters have all the rights and Alice doesn’t live here anymore

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When One Becomes Devoid Of Thought

Recently a TikTok video surfaced showing Moms cracking eggs on their toddlers foreheads

Causing a confused pained look of not understanding on the toddler’s face trying to blink back the tears she sheds

The moms in the video laugh hysterically at this moment, mugging for the camera they had carefully placed

So they could have a moment of pathetic fame in a video of abusing a trusting child done in extremely bad taste

The real question is why has the world become a place where children have become the object of jokes, derision and sexual urges

Has the internet become a place for the depraved thoughts of formerly closeted perverts to emerge evidenced as the crimes against kids surges

Cracking eggs on a moppet’s head may seem mild but is this just the start? What if the next trend calls for something more drastic

Where is the line drawn? Maybe sticking the child’s head in a toilet bowl is trending and that idea seems fantastic

For a parent to devalue their kids this way should be considered a misdemeanor criminal act

The need to be filmed at the expense of your child’s well-being is a thoughtless act even if it is just one egg cracked

Children need to know their parents believe in them and are someone they can trust

And not be considered a burden, a welfare check, and treated with disgust

It’s a tough world to be kid. Everyday stories about juveniles in trafficking and crimes lead the headline news

The current crop of children exposed to this daily information are biding their time, having to put up with parents who feel children are theirs to abuse

And in a few short years these confused kids will have kids of their own

Idiocy breeds idiocy as these formerly abused kids now have their own to torture as that is all they have ever known

Social media has become an addictive sickness that lures the mindless with its digital candy

As cruelty, harmful pranks, and violence are videoed everyday in an attempt to make it seem just dandy

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It Used to be just the Girl’s Gym Teacher

Back in the day teachers were respected. They were mini-pillars of society

They had mastered the look that would stop a sixth grader in their tracks for any perceived inpropriety

Conservatively dressed with clunky heels and glasses on a chain dangling from their neck

With a raised eyebrow suggesting that the answer on that last problem, you may want to double-check

This applied to all subjects until middle school’s first day of class and all were in the gym sitting on a bleacher

When a whistle shrieked through the cacophony of noise and there stood the girl’s PE teacher

Standing a stout five-foot six, wearing no wedding ring and a manner that said you’ll play field hockey and like it

But first you have to buy those ridiculous onesie gym uniforms that never seem to fit

Under her watchful eye the girls all marched into their locker room to change and then hone up on their volleyball skills

And beginning to understand those whispered rumors that at night between the sheets it wasn’t a man that gave her thrills

But that was then and this is now. Schools have lost their vision of education first

Teachers have evolved into a group that collectively practice active shooter drills should worst come to worst

Students are no longer disciplined for chewing gum and running in the halls

They are now trying to survive the daily stress of learning, forming relationships and avoiding racial brawls

Athletes are worshiped beyond belief and the pressure to put out on demand is never ending

Young women who long ago gave up on the Disney Princess idea are now looking to achieve love with whatever is trending

Enter the new breed of teacher who just might be enlisting kids into their new Everyone is Welcome Club

Open to all students who are tired of fighting off handsey boys, with adolescent longings in need of a friend, and the ones who are truly bothered by the in-crowd snub

Pamphlets are available and written to say a student has a right to question their identity

Rejecting the ideals of their parents and having someone new and exciting to focus on their needs is the clubs offered amenity

School hiring practices are now open to newcomers with no experience, look different and have no felony criminal record

The school board, smug with their new-found power bow to the union’s ultimatums and how the achievement tests were scored

So the lonely kids are easy prey to the alternate lifestyle activists when all they’re really looking for is understanding

Will soon become confused voices in the turbulence of society shouting the requirements their new-found genders will be demanding

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The K-Mart Snake

In the days of yore back before Facebook and various other off-shoots of misinformation continuously reposted on the internet

People relied on rumors and half-truths to keep their friends engaged and upset

People used to swear by these rumors and keep them afloat even though they were all fake

An example of the ridiculous claims that hung around for years is that of the K-Mart snake

It seems that some unidentified person bought an area throw rug from the local K-Mart. When he unrolled it, a snake hidden in the rolls bit him and the man died

This was true because the story-teller knew a lady whose third cousin had a friend whose uncle knew a relative of the victim on his mother’s side

Misinformation has always provided a fascination to the ignorant and bored

Everyone loves a good rumor. The gossip seems harmless or so they say but scream it loud enough and that gossip becomes a matter of record

With the addition of the internet rumors, gossip, and other forms of slander can travel at light speed to the uniformed believer

Jumping on a juicy story, the rumor takes on a life of its own as it travels through the airwaves when originally conceived by a lying unhappy keyboard deceiver

The spread of misinformation today is easy. One little scare can set off a panicked herd mentality

Remember when a Chinese diner eating bat soup became sickened and wound up a fatality

Within weeks self-appointed experts had all locked down, everyone social distancing, and wearing masks

“Don’t question science,” stated the experts. “We’ll condemn anyone who asks

“The border is under control. “ So stated the White House as 8 million migrants streamed through

“Everything is under control,” stated all the media newscasts while the caravan of videotaped illegals passed in review

Misinformation is dished out daily to the citizens knowing full well the American public will ignore the crisis until a third world person is the front yard barbecuing their dog

Russian Collusion was real. Dateline August 22, 2020, the collusion did help Trump win in 2016 according to Think a NBC news blog

This was touted as gospel until the slow moving Mueller Report was released calling the accusations fabricated

Printed, run, accused, proclaimed, touted as true was a lie made up by the opposition that was never validated

Misinformation today is spread by sniveling little cowards masquerading as journalists, newscasters, and press secretaries, with headlines printed in partisan sass

So without further proof just assume everything is a lie until proven otherwise. Now one does doesn’t have to wait for the K-Mart snake to bite them on their ass

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Big Pharma’s New Money Grab

The group had gathered on the street corner as it was time for the delivery van to appear

Anxiously waiting for the musical tune playing from the rooftop speakers they were all straining to hear

Paper sacks holding their morning fast food biscuits and eight dollar high calorie coffee drinks, they all had their $1000 bills clutched in their greasy hands

They washed down their regular morning fare with their caramel macchiatos and shivered off the cold knowing this is the solution to why their waist continually expands

The van served as a dispensary for the new fad of weight loss hiding under the guise of diabetes drugs

They had constantly complained to the doctor about their BMI. So rather than the standard lecture about better diet, exercise, and lifestyle changes, he sighs, writes the script and just shrugs

Fueled by the relentless barrage of TV commercials emphasizing the “some weight loss might occur,” they all knew this was the answer to their triple X jeans

Big Pharma had another winner on its hands. These drugs were this year’s money grab like the previous years with the covid vaccines

The commercial of the happy chubby girl dancing on the concrete retaining wall had grabbed their attention

The fact she has the same issues of tight airline seats, obvious muffin tops and constricting seat belts were all beyond their comprehension

With this drug they could now indulge in their favorite foods and still lose weight

Chocolate, pizza, and all fast food no longer needed a second of thought because it doesn’t matter what they ate

The cash register was ringing loudly in Big Pharma’s bean counters office and there was celebration in the board room

Why be concerned with America’s health and well-being when there is no limit to the drugs they’ve been programmed to consume

So this weight challenged group were already making allowances for the grand a month added to the household expense

Savings for retirement, home renovations, and rainy day funds used to make commonsense

Now the new line of thought is lose weight the easy way with an injection a week

And to find a physician who will write a script from a Canadian pharmacy for the drug at a reduced rate is the goal they seek

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Oregon’s Solution to College Debt

The high school diploma was presented to the beaming graduate, resplendent in their cap and gown

Ready to take on the world with this certificate little realizing the hoax after Oregon decided to dumb down

It seems the twelve years of study in the Oregon curriculum had amounted to being able to compete against those in other states who had finished Junior High

The stark realization will hit when on the job hunt, signs will metaphorically say Oregon students need not apply

In its infinite wisdom the State of Oregon decreed that high school students need not prove basic mastery of reading, writing or math to graduate from high school

The fact this is supposed to help marginalized students and those of color is down right cruel

“Here kid, here’s your certificate to a better life. Have someone read to you what it says”

In reality Oregon didn’t realize that by handicapping their own students with this idiotic decree, they actually helped the Prez

President Biden is looking for a way to cancel student debt. No further debt will be acquired by Oregon students as no accredited college will accept functional illiterates

Maybe a few will need loans if a for-profit college accepts them to attend class through one of their on-line affililates

A future of manual labor or rudimentary entry level jobs is all this diploma guarantees

Even the military expects a person to read and write before joining the rest of the inductees

For the most part, the new graduate will struggle with the everyday job application

Their resume will be sparse, their references will be in order but not helpful as the applicant won’t be able to perform written tasks or a simple calculation

Perhaps Oregon has a sinister goal of bringing in out-of-state people to fill vacant jobs

Because in a few years the State will need new unemployed bodies to replace those who have wised up and left the everyday protest mobs

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Phone In Your Life

Recently Costco announced they will be starting a health line for virtual doctors checkups and assistance

This would really aid their clientele previously hampered by constraints involving time and distance

As low as $29 for a primary care visit and up to $79 for a mental health call

Just go to the Costco Pharmacy homepage, check the prices, see what time slots are available, and schedule your appointment. A true convenience for all

Surprisingly Costco doesn’t make you trudge across an enormous parking lot, wait in the weather to show your membership card, and look for needed items approximately six football fields away

Then after buying fifty of an item when you only needed one, and after a cavity search at the exit, they wish you a “good day”

Amazon also offers healthcare through their Amazon Clinics, also a virtual visit in an effort to keep healthcare costs down

Of course being Amazon, when the virtual doctor breaks the bad news about granny’s dizziness diagnosis, they’ll offer you twenty-eight varieties of a hospital gown

And based on your browsing history you might be interested in this handcrafted coffin rated at 4 1/2 stars with free delivery and if ordered by six o’clock will be here on the third

So if all goes right and the funeral director is on his game, there shouldn’t be a hitch getting granny interred

In this crazy world of increasing prices and escalating violence the public has turned to phone communication only with almost no face to face

Food and grocery delivery, virtual doctors visits, financial advice from a phone, the world has lost that personal touch and that is a disgrace

Eventually tradesmen will join the fray and offer services by the minute like a psychic hot line

They all will offer a 800 line as a do it yourself advisor, offer tips and instruction, let you do the work while they sit back and recline

Evidenced by Mr Kilowatt the electric repair service now offering their own version of a phone fix it

Advertising the economy of using your phone with no service call, and secretly hoping you don’t end up looking like a chicken on a barbecue spit

So sell that gas guzzling SUV. You won’t need a car anymore as everything will now be accomplished by your phone

Forget about your kids. The public schools will own them. You’ll sit in your lonely government mandated room scrolling through meaningless messages wishing you had listened. But now it’s too late to do anything but cry and moan

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46000 Years Old Roundworms Found Alive

A Washington DC high school had been studying about fossils suspended in time found frozen in the ground

It seems that a group of researchers were jubilant as to the species of roundworms they had found

The researchers had collected and revived prehistoric roundworms from 46000 years old Siberian permafrost

The worms seemed to enter into a state called cryptobiosis and reduced their metabolism to low levels. Surprisingly living this long, this idea to congress was not lost

One of the authors of this study stated, “we can say they are alive because they move, they eat bacteria off the culture plate, and they reproduce.”

Special meetings in Congress were called as this cryptobiosis theory could become their next golden goose

Imagine a 312-year-old senator in his 46th term still approving 20 billion more for Ukraine and able to legislate how a woman can control her relationships

The fact that living in this cryptobiosis state a senator may continue with all the perks of their office never having to worry about cashing in his chips

So the archeology club set out one day to dig in the cold atmosphere around Capitol Hill

Using rock picks and whisk brooms, they slowly uncovered several bodies, barely able to fog a mirror with brain activity very still

According to the club’s sponsor the people uncovered could only be powered by stuffing large amounts of currency in their pockets

And once all fueled up they are only capable of eating and then preparing Trump criminal dockets

Working steadily the club exposed several species of prehistoric congressional members, able to move ever so slightly without bending over to wheeze

The group’s work revealed a Pelosisaurus, a Bernie T Rex, and a Maxineodactyl. The only discovery they couldn’t revive was a McConnellatops which seemed to be in a permanent freeze

But the hypothesis formed by the club going into the dig proved true

As long as a familiar name appears on a ballot, old age, criminal records, and campaign promises don’t matter as they’ll still be voted through

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You Already Are A Pre-existing Condition

The dictionary defines a pre-existing condition as a health problem that exists before applying for a new health plan

The fact you are a citizen is now a pre-existing condition, as your life and all activities involved will be determined by an implanted chip and a transaction scan

The man had been waving his chip implanted hand over the gas pump reader and yet the pump hadn’t reset

This was puzzling as he knew for a fact that all bills had been paid and he had no debt

The warning flashed on the display screen stating the transaction was declined and to contact his local data bank

With increasing dread the man drove home as the almighty data bank stored all his personal information. He was just thankful he could get home with the gas left in his tank

It turns out this individual had not received his biannual booster shot and all activities would cease until that was achieved

The government, in selling the idea of total convenience, had implanted chips in its population for control purposes and once again to its countrymen they deceived

The chip was the ultimate tool in big brother’s totalitarian jurisdiction

The now mandatory chip was the missing piece in regulating citizen freedom and the major tool in government constriction

The chip reports all movement, medical records, financial transactions, and utility use

Though once promoted as a cure all for credit cards, interest rates, and cash, the chip had turned into a nightmare of government abuse

Now required on all newborns, the umbilical cord is clipped, a hand is implanted, and a digital number is then assigned

The robotic medical community will then know when the infant is ready for the required barrage of shots and if the schedule is not met the parents will be fined

Sixty years later the chip will determine what meds can be allowed to either extend life or speed up death

It turns out this individual was treated for a weakened heart so the chip decided it was best to hurry along this man’s last breath

The insurance companies had a field day as the chip showed this individual wasn’t going to be a perfect specimen and charged a higher rate

The data bank also knew this man’s financial situation was such the government would be able to rake in taxes from his estate

So it would be prudent to delete this person, reboot the chip, and begin again with another child

As the power brokers in DC sit around their power lunch and wonder why they are so reviled

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Granny Hung A Telemarketer

The cross arm creaked as the deceased swung in the breeze. Ironically the body was hanged from a phone pole.

Granny was fogging her oxygen mask as she wheeled away from the scene wrapped tightly in her stole

It seems the patients at Shady Acres Retirement Home had enough of the sincere sounding hucksters calling all the residents on their phones

Urgent requests came in daily advising money or credit card info is needed to pay off a grandchild’s multiple student loans

Or maybe for a few dollars given to a charity organization, little Sally might be able to take her first steps

And if you need a minute to retrieve your credit card numbers, you may then give them to one of our courteous reps

The next call coming in might be a concerned citizen with a foreign accent advising that an important package had been delivered to him by mistake

He then states he is broke and since it’s a certified delivery, to forward it to you, $200 is what it would take

An hour later was a message stating that signing up for this “special senior care” car warranty, one would never have to worry again about your car breaking down

Seeing how the kids took her car keys away five years ago, Granny figured she might be able to trick this clown

So between breaks in the bingo game the group of granny “rowdies” devised a scheme

They would lure a telemarketer into their lair with promises of riches, property and if necessary sex to complete his dream

Meeting at the picnic table behind the home, the starry eyed slickster showed up only to receive a hard right cross from a crutch and multiple blows from an oxygen tank

Steadying his battered body on a chair and with the supp hose wrapped tightly around his neck, Granny gave the chair a yank

“Call us now, you twerp!” yelled the group in a show of solidarity

And with that the group returned to their bingo game and continued their discussion of aches, tired cafeteria food, grandchildren, and irregularity

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But Do You Really Trust Them?

The microphones lined the podium and the speakers were using their practiced reassuring voices

The air, water, and soil were safe and the towns people may move back in as if they had any choices

Sipping from the bottled water and nothing from the tap, the “experts” were stating the coast was clear

Like anyone on the podium has experience with a ten car derailment releasing deadly toxins but now acting like no one has anything to fear

This group had made a decision for a controlled burn reducing explosion concerns and hopefully the airborne poisons would dissipate in the wind

As proof one could follow the trail of fish floating on the river surface and the dead livestock in the field to tell where the chemical smoke had thinned

“People may now return to their homes,” stated the government official. “Continue using bottled water and everything else should be okay”

Confidence among the locals is not high as we all know this will soon be yesterday’s news and will shortly be swept away

What are the consequences 1 year, 5 years, 10 years from now? Will the remaining livestock be okay to be milked, butchered, or just graze? Will new babies be born with scales?

Will your home value reflect in the real estate downward spiral of depreciation and diminished sales?

But that’s okay because the g-men who couldn’t wait to catch the first flight out-of-town all assured the citizens the air quality was back to status quo

Just ignore the fact that your bedroom will now be illuminated at night because under the sheets your genitals will glow

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The Fat Kid Always Played Right Field

Back in the day before the internet became the driving force of today’s health repercussions

The slow fat kid always played right field with the coach hoping the ball didn’t bounce off his head causing concussions

But obesity wasn’t the problem it is today. The steady diet of screen time, soft drinks and pizza rolls has taken its toll

It’s easy to eat when the monotoned educator drones on about an uninteresting subject and the student lost all interest immediately after the teacher took role

Recently the American Academy of Pediatrics released new guidelines for treating childhood obesity advising updated treatments

Included in these listings were new rounds of medications and surgery causing raised eyebrows and parental disagreements

Big Pharma once again is popping the cork on celebratory champagne as many of the drugs mentioned are ongoing and expensive

Insurance may or may not pay the drug costs so throw covered bariatric surgery in the mix and have a medical professional sell the idea should you be apprehensive

There’s nothing like taking a self concious, sensitive kid and putting them through major surgery for a gastric sleeve or a lap band

It’s a quick susceptible solution to a problem when in a fair number of cases the issue could be solved by shutting the door on the over active social media gland

Seattle Public Schools this past week filed a lawsuit against Big Tech for creating a health crisis by creating mental addiction

This is the same type of public system that insisted on face time teaching, covid testing, shots and mask mandates for two years sounding much like a hypocritical contradiction

Public schools have lost a generation of kids. Poorly educated, angry, and not mentally equipped to handle society

Teaching that an individual’s choices will determine their future should become a priority

The fat kid probably didn’t like playing right field during the sixth inning in a lost cause of a game

But he learned at an early age that life is not always fair and participation trophies are meaningless and lame

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Stretching a Paycheck like its Written on Silly Putty

The mercury outside was plunging. The power bill had arrived and a fearful peek brought a cry of exasperation

Another bite taken from the paycheck adding to the helpless frustration

The daily cost of living had been on a constant uphill march for two years now

The crack in the windshield, the inoperable dishwasher, and just how many missed payments would the mortgage company allow

Life had become a juggle of expenses. What to purchase. What to pay. What to let slide

In the struggle to create a good life for the family comes the desperation of not making ends meet and a loss of pride

Yet the government is advising the world this hiccup in the economy is transitory. The future is bright with a vote for another term

The faith in the “uniter” has gone from trust to disbelieving as this President sounds and looks markedly infirm

The US continues on the same path to self-destruction with unfettered Green Deal spending, the unending border surge, and the weekly billions poured into Ukraine

However, if questioned about this massive spending, the leadership treats the skeptic as an Ultra MAGA and the question inane

This economy doesn’t give the taxpayer a break. The weekly pound of flesh continues to be withdrawn.

Still, you are to believe the pandemic is raging, the border secure, and Putin is the devil’s spawn

Yet, illegals are cared for, Ukrainian citizens take precedence over American citizens and college loans are to be forgiven

It doesn’t take a crystal ball to see this administration is all about creating an elitist sanctuary and their agenda socialist driven

All the while your children’s future is not as bright as previous generations and personal depression is stretched to the breaking point

Perhaps after legalized pot the citizens can all numb themselves with a government funded, cartel supplied joint

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Nothing like a School Shooting to Kill a Message of Hatred

The tweets and speeches had been prepared, proofread and were waiting to be released

It had been two years since George Floyd had died and was time for a new message of hatred since the riots and violence had ceased

Then a horrific school shooting happened and the Washington elites were in a bind

Their socialist policies had been sprung too early, were failing, and this administration was much maligned

It was time to once again to drag out the racial venom causing wide spread violence and panic

The idea of cities burning and mass chaos had caused the White House to become manic

And then one of the products of today’s society massacred a classroom of kids

But the President had already been prepped on his contemptuous speech and needed to deliver before taking another of his many lids

So Biden went on TV to praise the lawless and destructive riots of two years ago as positive social change

The fact this demented individual idealizes acts of violence has always seemed strange

President Obama tweeted that it’s a shame about a bunch of kids but let’s all remember the death of George Floyd

It would have been helpful if he’d tweeted pictured in front of buildings that, in the riots, had been destroyed

But he was probably on his private beach in Magnum’s old house enjoying the ocean view

Secure in the knowledge the rioters will stay angry and frenzied in democratic run cities and won’t be disturbing his cold brew

Trying to turn tragedy into an opportunity, this time these two communists swung and missed

Hiding failing policies behind twenty-one innocent lives used as target practice that had ceased to exist

That reached a new low even for these lying racist leftist promoters

Standing on the bloody bodies of children to try to win back voters

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Growing Up Pissed

The violence continues. Mental illness again had won out with a boy who was pissed

The world was against him, it offered no hope and he felt completely dissed

The anger had started early and eventually turned him into a social outcast

The memories were vivid. The slights and hurt of not fitting in were flooding in from the past

Current leadership constantly emphasizes your hopes and dreams are hindered by those who have it better

The loathing started in elementary school with the taunts and snickers. Yes, he heard them all and the hatred began to fester

Hiding his face in his pillow at night all he saw were the kids laughing at him

He knew one day he’d be the one laughing when the blood is draining from their wounds and their life light begins to dim

Current leadership has allowed violence to be celebrated as a way for social change

What difference is it to kill a baby a day before birth or gun them at nine as reasoning has crossed the line to deranged

Having passed the eighteenth year of mental abuse, both real and imagined, the mandatory purchase of the gun was now logical

The gun had been calling for action since it was purchased. It was time to right all the wrongs even though the hurt was all psychological

It was time to act. The TV coverage would be huge and everyone would remember his act for years to come

Entrance to the school was easy. Everything was unlocked and no one was armed, he smiled as he flicked the safety off with his thumb

The violent society had rewarded another tragedy and all should be horrified as leadership looked and sounded sincere

But leadership will point their fingers and continue to prioritize violence. Property damage and assault is okay, killing babies is approved but killing children is too severe

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Crocodile Tears

Tragedy had struck. An eighteen-year old fueled by on line hate groups and his own mental illness had killed ten in a grocery store

So entrenched with his feeling of self-glorification that he streamed the slaughter of innocents for his online losers to adore

A sad and tragic tale of a loner lashing out at a group he had been programmed into believing were out to push him into irreverence

Unable to cope with people, surroundings and life he failed to realize most feelings toward him was one of ambivalence

This boy acted alone. He plotted this planned execution and was driven by his own warped mind

But seizing this horrific event, our most divisive President grasped the opportunity to blame white people as the root of hatred for all mankind

There’s nothing like the President of the United States to single out a particular race as the cause of all evil to raise the antennae on people of all colors everywhere

Creating violence and mayhem could certainly redirect anger from a failing administration and a country in desperate need of repair

He has been continuously programmed by his leftist handlers, this makes sense in Biden’s befuddled brain as the demons that rule his darkest dreams are all white

In his haste to create a socialist state, his elitist ignorance didn’t allow him to realize that Americans as a whole do not give up without a fight

He thought he could get by tossing the minorities a bone, patting them on the head and telling them what he thinks they want to hear

He smugly chalks up the minority vote as his and his New World Order is only a white vote away and for that, this race he must continue to smear

He had used political camouflage and Trumps’s bombastic buffoonery to his advantage in the last election. Lies, hearsay and Trump’s own personality put Biden over the top

But Biden’s own arrogance and greed will come back to haunt him in the midterms and his personal crusade to destroy America will grind to a stop

American voters may have to hitch a ride to the polls, step over the homeless, fight off criminals, hide from the covid police and hope the pollsters don’t cheat

But the people of all colors will show up in droves and win back the House, the Senate and ultimately put an end to Biden’s deceit

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“We Don’t Need No Education”

Sacrificing education in the name of covid is again the driver behind the Teachers Union latest command

The virus has been a godsend to the Union as it means more money and the continued opportunity to rule with a heavy hand

Quoting The Wall by Pink Floyd’s album released in 1979 about an individual’s spiraling descent into diminishing mental health

“Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!” is the mantra that seems to be the Union’s impulse behind every opportunity to close all schools and increase their wealth

Called out for their woke criteria, the school closures can remain until the parents give in to this agenda and classes can resume

Once again Pink Floyd stated there should be “No dark sarcasm in the classroom”

Keep students and parents in limbo, have instructors appear only as a digital figure on a monitor, dictating from cyberspace what is right and what is wrong

Keep pupils isolated, controlled only by droning images from a screen, and continue the monotony all year long

Subject retention, scholastic achievement, and social activities are all a thing of the past

Lagging behind in yearly curriculum, depression, drug use, and thoughts of suicide spurred on by the ever present social media are the concepts that will last

A future generation that won’t function in society, because thanks to the Teachers Union they’ll be left unprepared and dumb

But the Mexican cartels will celebrate as the illegal fentanyl use will increase to leave this group of reality eluding students “Comfortably Numb”

So raise a toast to the Teachers Union as they will play a major role in America’s fall

Because “All in all it’s just another brick in the wall”

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They’re Mysteriously Ookie-The Biden Family

Duh nuh nah nah nah snap snap

Duh nuh nah nah nah snap snap

They’re hair sniffing creepy and gaffe ridden kooky

They’re all together criminally ookie

The Biden Family

Their son is a conman with a laptop so juicy

He sells his color by numbers to a groupie

He deals with foreign enemies and gives a cut to Big Droopy

The Biden Family

The mini-skirted spouse is a doctor of nothing and really kinda loopy

But she puts the dementia pills in the Big Guy’s soupy

The Biden Family

Mysteriously hiding in his basement with his finger on the codes spooky

And allowing the U.S. to be a doormat for all thing Ruski

The Biden Family

The White House is an empty mausoleum

When people streaming across the border come to see ’em

As they’re in Delaware eating ice cream

Causing taxpayers to scream

The Biden Family

It’s time to put a protest face on

A gas powered vehicle to crawl on

We need to pay call on

The Biden Family

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Paranoia: I See Conservatives

Paranoia is an instinct or thought process which is believed to be heavily influenced by anxiety or fear often to the point of delusion or irrationality. Paranoid thinking typically includes persecutory beliefs or beliefs of conspiracy concerning a perceived threat towards oneself (i.e. the American colloquial phrase, “Everyone is out to get me”) Wikipedia

The new King is set to ascend to the throne, but is he showing signs of Paranoid Personality Disorder

Apparently the immigration stampede organizers realize this as there is already a march to the southern border

Take advantage of campaign promises made while the iron is hot

Before it’s realized around the globe statements made can be dismissed with a simple “I forgot”

Trying to isolate himself from at least half the country he constructed walls, closed bridges and brought in troops

Because this may not be enough security he’s demanded the troops to jump through additional hoops

It seems that in the 25,000 guardsman assembled someone might not share in his goal of America’s destruction

So they had to swear a supplementary oath of allegiance per his instruction

There is also a major push to squelch free speech with the proposed media literacy initiative

One way of thought must rule as any slight to the new King would be considered highly insensitive

The new exalted ruler will glare down from his new throne and refuse to answer questions

“Come on man” he will yell at anyone who will offer any minor contrary suggestion

Women who have been touched and fondled, laptop suspicions and former racist statements will be banned

As truth matters not in advancing this party’s brand

One should pity this man by surrounding himself with only “friends” beginning on inauguration day

When on that fateful morning he realizes too late his closest confidants will betray him as he mumbles “Et Tu Brute”

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Save The Last Dance For Me

The country is opening back up and the masks are coming off
People are acting as if everything is back to normal until they hear someone cough

Suddenly the tension can be cut with a knife as activity freezes
And glares of disapproval are directed at the individual that coughs or sneezes

But if the virus is spread through everyday interaction than that is acceptable
Unless of course unless your employment has you working around those most susceptible

People want to get out, to assume normalcy and to be part of a crowd
Emerging from government forced hibernation eager to participate in activities that are allowed

They want to attend concerts, eat at restaurants and socialize at bars
They want to return to yesterday and take back what is ours

Things once taken for granted are missed the most
It’s time to look forward and raise a glass in future toasts

Everyone expects a spike in virus cases or a second wave
The statistics show most recover with the exception of those with one foot in the grave

The population is more than ready to attend church, sporting events and to travel
To lift up the once strong economy that took only a month to unravel

They’re ready to smell the mustard of ball park hot dogs and taste the crispness of the cold beer
To feel the thunk of the landing gear at a vacation destination without virus fears

But as for me I believe I’ll stay home and inside a while longer
They say what doesn’t kill you will only make you stronger

I’m not ready to lay in bed with lungs intubated and gasping for breath
While relatives are hastily making last arrangements needed after death

So everyone can make their own decisions about being foot loose and fancy free
But I’ll continue to lay low and hope someone saves the last dance for me

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Getting Used To It

The bills keep piling up higher but the pile of laundry has gotten smaller
I’m rationing my last six pack as my household budget is down to the last dollar

The stimulus check promised a month ago allegedly is in the mail
I’ve tried to log on the see when it is arriving but to no avail

The refrigerator is only cooling last night’s leftovers but the freezer is packed
The news media spreading the constant panic caused my spending to over react

I haven’t shaved in a week and my shower towel is still clean and dry
I’ve been in the same clothes since the first of the month since I’m not in the public’s eye

Besides if you’re not going anywhere the clothes you have on have not been infected
When my temperature was read during my few ventures out no high readings were detected

The pollen on the car has turned it yellow as it hasn’t been cranked in days
And the brittle wipers smeared my windshield into a filmy streaky haze

The price of going somewhere is cheaper as gas is less expensive than it has been for years
Since traveling is frowned on maybe it’s payback for all the former holiday price gouging profiteers

Doctors’ appointments were canceled and asked they be consulted over the telephone
So previously they were just going through the motions when the listened to the heartbeat, peeked in your ears or in your eyes a light they shone

However the grass is cut and multiple chores have been done around the house
Reading and internet searches have been accomplished all the while trying to stay off the nerves of my spouse

This is happening while the country slowly tries to open back up and lose some mandated restrictions
Experts everywhere are quick to second guess all decisions as a failure hoping they’re right just once in their predictions

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Where’d All These Experts Come From?

They appear on camera, at a podium and on the air waves
Dishing out daily expertise while showing excavators digging mass graves

Two months ago no one knew these people to be a health authority
Suddenly, because the media says so their opinions now rule the silent majority

One of their goals is not the public health but to cause America to panic
It’s not hard to believe Government wants to control your lives when the media’s use of casualty numbers makes one frantic

“Stay at home the experts advise, wear a mask and wash your hands
Shut the work force down keep your distance do what what we say,” Big Brother commands

WHO has aligned with China and become a puppet for the Chinese to pull their strings
The two docs on Trump’s staff, one with a scarf and one on a phone book have Clinton ties whose praises they sing

Plunge America into despair and poverty while waiting on the meager government check
Lose your way of life or meeting with friends but hide in the closet as the bill collectors are breathing down your neck

But there is a savior on the horizon, Bill Gates is funding vaccines and financing with his Microsoft billions
This is the same man that forced his software on us civilians

Yes it’s that software that needs constant upgrades for Microsoft to support costing you major bucks
And the fact your system won’t run anything else really sucks

Not to mention the continuing hassles of achingly slow updates, frozen systems and IT issues
He’s planning on vaccinating the world while the mainstream media has you worried over toilet tissues

And Brother Bill’s open border policy will keep the contagious unvaccinated people rolling in
So everyone in contact will need the current vaccine upgrade or the virus paranoia will begin again

Big Pharma is clicking their heels, an untold fortune will be coming their way
The world will be required to have the vaccine series at $1000 a pop or there will be Hell to pay

Their story may change daily but there the experts are acting all confident and bold
But lets all remember, this is the same group of people that haven’t found a cure for the common cold

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Time For A Reboot

As usual after countless attempts the help desk 24/7 phone line was still busy
The reports were due and the management staff was in a tizzy

Finally after losing precious minutes the monotone IT expert came on the line
The system kept locking on the merge screen as if by design

Hopefully this personality rich individual could figure the cause
Always under the notion the systems are perfect and the operator has flaws

Demeaning himself to speak to us peons his first suggestion was to reboot
Like explaining to a toddler he advised to locate the power switch, toggle, and you should compute

If only the world was so simple that one could flip the power switch
Just reach behind the box, a quick push and goodbye to the glitch

As in system software like this world this isn’t always the case
There is no reset button as this virus disrupts the human race

A new set of rules has been hastily written and thrust on mankind
Daily routines, employment and relationships as we know it have been redefined

Granny is off limits, one can only work from home and little kids watch the outdoors through the window sills
While an anxious mother watches terrified that either she or they will start to have the chills

Also knowing she’ll have to explain the monster’s not under the bed but on their playmate’s hands
Hoping beyond belief there is some comprehension and the little one understands

When this vile plague is over perhaps a reboot is what this country needs
A time to look back and not stumble over the same misdeeds

Time to see the puppy’s delighted wiggle, the infant’s reach, the elder’s smile because you walked in the door
Forgiving the cry in the night, a minute of forgetfulness, or the accident on the floor

To continue dwelling in the negatives of the past only wounds the heart
Moreover thinking there is only one resolution that matters the world will continue to drift apart

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Please Listen Carefully as our Menu has Changed


I’m calling my doctor as these coronavirus alerts have become relentless. Blaring 24/7 on all my devices has left me in a fog
The auto message picks up immediately stating “Thank you for contacting Celestial Behavioral Health and the office of Dr. P.W. Fozziwog”

“If this is an emergency please hang up and dial 911 before becoming completely deranged
For all others please listen carefully as our menu has changed”

“Press one if you have become obsessed with rationing the squirts of sanitizer for your hands”
Friends and family are becoming concerned about your ever increasing posted list of demands

“Press two if you run from your children when they return from school”
To them having to strip in the garage while you’re ordering them to check their temperature just seems cruel

“Press three if you have dreams about being trapped under your collapsed mountain of hoarded toilet paper”
You wake up in a cold sweat with visions of the hazmat suited coroner prying you up with a paint scraper

“Press four if your parents have blocked their entryway with granny’s old English buffet”
When you unsuccessfully tried to leave the kids with them for a weekend stay

“Press five if due to sports withdrawal you were escorted from the local Putt Putt for starting a brawl”
By yelling obscenities about missed putts at the man with the blue ball

“Press six if you need the menu retold
Or stay on the line so a real person will put you on hold”

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The Old Man Democrat Rap

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Hello Folks and welcome to the first democratic rap off

But safety first people use elbow bumps to greet and masks if you cough

Our contestants tonight are Lil Havana Bernie and Wooden Nickels Joe

We think by the time this evening is through you’ll be treated to quite the show

By using the best of three coin toss to make sure Wooden Nickels went last Lil Havana will go first

And since Donna Brazile is not backstage this rap is completely unrehearsed

We would ask the audience to refrain from heckling and may the best rapper win

So now with no further delay Lil Havana you may begin

Skritcha skritcha skritcha

“Yo peeps listen here I be here again

We gonna take down CEO’s and rich oilmen

And when those rich whiteys are gone

You gonna know which side of da toast da butter be on

Your healthcare and college be free and we be tearing down da wall

Socialism is king and capitalism will fall

All will be treated alike citizens or not

Everyone gonna get three squares and a cot

Castro da man made Kooba a better place

By following my hero we can shove our govment in Trump’s fat face

So dat’s my rap, Reverend Jackson is on my side to capcha his brothas’ vote

And come November we can all stand with raised fists and gloat

So come out and vote for me to give me da inside track

I mean this as I be serious as a heart attack”

Boom cha cha Boom cha cha

“My name is Biden and I be running for prez in a big way

I can’t member nuttin or so dey say

I be like one of the Royal family with da ol lady Queen

I feel like Prince Charles and should be making the scene

Me and Brotha Obama once be tight

And if he’d endorse me the future be bright

If he don’t I be draggin out da heavy artillery

I be naming my running mate as Hilary

In no time flat she be committing me to da rubber room

So her delayed Presidency she can resume

We gonna take your guns but don’t be alarmed

Our new gangsta immigrants will see no one’s harmed

Also we be gonna oh crap I forgot this verse

I can’t remember like I usta and my thoughts go from bad to worse

So instead of rapping I be striking a pose and do a dab

And I’ll fondle my crotch if someone be telling which side of my Depends to grab

I grabbed the wrong side in Cleveland

And the scramble for the exits got out of hand

So vote for me in November as I be da man to beat

And in November we can hand those Democ…er Republicans a defeat”

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The Wed Perse


“Kevin are you glad that you’ve gotten to leave the classroom and come spend time with me?
And if we can break your pronunciation problem with the r’s it will be time well spent. Don’t you agree?”

“So you just sit there and we’ll work on your speech. What color is my purse?”
“Ma’am, your perse is wed.” Knowing my r just went from bad to worse

“No Kevin, the purse is red, rrrr red. Can you repeat that?”
“Yes ma’am, rrrr wed.” More words the kids can poke fun at

Wats!

“Okay Kevin, we’ll try again. How many apples are on the stand?”
“Ma’am it looks like thwee.” Wanting to bury my head in the sand

Wats! Wats!

“Kevin it’s three, thrrrree. Can you repeat it?”
“Yes ma’am, thwee.” As frustration reached the point of throwing a fit

“No Kevin, it’s thrrrree. Repeat it one more time.”
“Thwee.” Just knowing I’m sounding like I’m committing a crime

Cwap!

“Kevin let’s take a minute and watch the yard man cutting grass through the window screen. What color is the grass?”
“Ma’am, he’s cutting gween gwass.”

Cwap! Cwap!

“Okay Kevin, I see our twenty minutes are up and your class is outside for recess. Do you know when our next session is before you go out to play?”
“Yes ma’am it’s thwee o’clock on Fwiday.”

Fuck!

“Oh Kevin, it’s thrrrree o’clock on Frrrriday. I guess I’ve got another ten minutes to spare.
So you’ll stay here and repeat after me, and stop squirming in that chair.”

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I Fear No Weather In My New 4X4

 

Finally the moment I’ve been waiting for the wind has picked up and the weather reports forbidding
The roads might go slick with ice and could start cars skidding

The weather forecasters were in agreement, their highly touted high resolution radar does foresee
There’s a chance of sleet, slush or snow if the temperature varies by just a degree

I did what any red blooded male would do when a cold front was moving through
I checked my new SUV for gas and the fridge for an ample supply of cold brew

And to impress the little lady, I pulled around a ladder and swept out the gutters
I also checked the weather seals on the windows and oiled the hinges on the shutters

“I think you’re in overkill,” stated the little lady. “Especially with that big ladder you’ve been dragging.
Besides we shouldn’t have a worry with all the money you spent on that new station wagon.”

“It’s not a station wagon,” I snapped. “Show me a wagon with 355 horsepower and four wheel drive.”
“Whatever,” she countered. “Even without it we have plenty of Spam and would probably survive.”

“But what would happen if a medical emergency happened,” I said. “And someone went into labor?”
With all the eye rolling she could summon replied. “This is a retirement community name someone under 75 who is a neighbor.”

“Ah,” I responded. “You forgot about the mass stampede to the grocery store for milk and bread.”
“Well that would solve our problem,” she grumbled. “You’re lactose intolerant and I’m gluten free. We’d both be dead.”

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Little Girl Lost

Wake up and good morning sweet girl, pretty granddaughter
I’m very sorry due to your gender you’ll be treated like a fish out of water
You see society is determining that just wanting to be a girl is reprehensible
The fact that wanting to play with dolls and wearing curls is not defensible
You’ll soon be initiated into what was once considered alternate lifestyles
The schools will educate, social media will preach and television enforces across all dials
You’ll be introduced into sports to compete against other kids
The sports will all be gender neutral as competing your own sex the law forbids
When you finally reach high school and can compete against all female teams
Unfortunately there’s always an opponent who’s six four with a beard or so it seems
Though she identifies as a female the fact she wears a jock seems a bit discerning
You see little girl it’s all part of your life you’ll be learning
Sex education will never be the same and neither will be home ec class
The school board terrified of reprisal wants no part of a vocal group’s lambastes
The gym teacher will no longer get by with an anatomy poster and a thirty minute videotape
The instructor now comes with a laundry list covering everything from disease to rape
Advising the merits of experimentation to satisfy a growing curiosity
And for the moment it’s okay to push aside your background of religiosity
The playground groups whisper about who’s done what and who is square
So when your moment comes are you willing to try on a double dog dare
The days of high school dances cruising the strip and making out in the back seat
Have been replaced with heterosexual hesitation and hoping that doesn’t end as a bad tweet
Just wanting to be a strong free thinking woman just doesn’t cut it anymore
To be independent is considered gauche. One must embrace an alt lifestyle for society to adore
It’s a pack mentality, keeping the group intact, intimidation by numbers
Ideas impressed in young minds creating fitful dreams while one slumbers
So little one enjoy your playtime, your tea parties and dressing in Mom’s attire
As soon confusion about yourself will arise from lectures advocated as the law requires

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Remembrance of Yesterday Blues

Well since my baby parked me
I’ve got a new place to dwell
It’s down at the end of Lonely Street
At Memory Care Hotel

Though the brochure seemed cheery
It’s fifty five grand a room
Warehoused dejected elderly
Try to smile through their gloom

You’ve made me so lonely baby
I get so lonely
Guess I’ll be lonely till I die

The food is to be Chef quality
But cold dinners out of a can
Can break a person’s spirit
Saving expenses is the meal plan

The healthcare seems basic
A retired doctor checks your ills
While you waste away in bed
The night staff steals your pain pills

I’m sorry your mom had to die
And my health is failing
Now your idea of contact
Is an occasional call and e-mailing

You’ve made me so lonely baby
I get so lonely
Guess I’ll be lonely till I die

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Social Media’s Crushing My Soul

Leaving the Doc’s sterile office, the exam paper left streaks on my rear
My lethargy and depression seemed symptomatic and I hoped not severe
My daily routine seemed aimless, what were goals were now dismissed
I was sleepwalking through life, working and eating but only to exist
Friendships seemed hollow, pleasure was fleeting as the world seemed a brownish gray
Hopefully the doctor could read something in my blood sample and right my dismay
I couldn’t check my personal page, look at my Twitter account or Instagram
As everyone’s got it better, has more followers, and about me not give a damn
In the past six months I’ve been friended by only four people that I don’t know
I liked something I saw so the friend request arrived to keep all status quo
The buzzing in my mind has grown louder reminding me of my inadequacy
And now I fear the persistent noise can’t be diagnosed clinically
The alcohol, the drugs, prescribed or not had only opened doors to nowhere
My tiny unremarkable life has become an unrelenting nightmare
No one notices, no one cares. The nurse only wanted my copay
So the doc can tell me nothing is wrong and to put my phone away.
But I can’t put it down, my cell has become me, I’m it’s identity
It’s my voice to all the other voices shouting at the globe’s inhumanity
It’s my umbilical cord to others meager triumphs and a channel to their hatred
The short video clips and bits of text all seem extreme, common sense negated
My thoughts begin to tumble, foreign voices and color explosions swirled
This device has become my addiction, an obsession in my private netherworld
Irrational thoughts of fame and glory have become a daily norm
My indifference coupled with lost souls’ recorded conflicts becomes a perfect storm
I’m feeling the need to end it all and find peace from the innate turmoil
Not to be understood,  my resolution makes sense to me and my mentor the phone, stays loyal

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