After dinner, I plop down in my easy chair in front of the TV. I can feel the indigestion coming on as I watch the paunchy, white-haired man rant. Next to him stands his dutiful wife with the blond helmet hairdo, not a human hair out of place. The man has been roundly defeated by his opponent in the Florida primary race, but he has not a modicum of grace to congratulate the victor. His ego is as bloated as his belly. He wobbles wildly in orbit around the moon. He spins so many lies that he has come to believe them himself and viciously accuses others of the sins he himself has committed over and over again. He is the ultimate fraud. When a man promises he will give you his life, his fortune and his sacred honor, you got to know he's lying.
I admit I also listened to the other clowns that have been inflicted upon us--the smarmy, cardboard, flip-flopper with beaucoup bucks who plans to buy his way to the presidency; the ultra-conservative with all his holy social issues and beliefs that he wants to jam down our throats; the crazy man who almost makes sense and who is at least honest, but has no hope of ever being president. A strong wind would blow his frail body away.
This is what we have been offered as presidential choices after they have winnowed out the even crazier people. We, the American people, must have done something grievous to deserve all this mediocrity.
I'll take my chances with the man who took out Osama bin Laden and who can channel Al Green.
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