Sure, this person of some color or other who writes ludicrous words like outcroppings of schist overhanging a trail thinks he is the Great Gatsby. Or, maybe Louis Kracker down the street. You know, the guy whose zipper is always in the exposed position? Well, you’re incorrect.
Actually, seeing as how you’ll never see an image of me or hear of me on the news, you’re going to have to take my word for it that I am an old guy who just enjoys relating nonsense the same way Kamala Harris does. The difference is that I don’t lie or obfuscate or tell you one thing but do another. Nope, that’s not the way I was raised in the 50s.
I am one who has been to war, combat kind of war, and got through it, sort of. You know, a little deaf in one ear from five inch guns and all types of various fireworks that go boom. Saw my share I did and I have small, little tiny regrets. This is why I take politicians to task when they lie. It was their lies that sent me to war and that’s something a guy just doesn’t forget.
It was politicians like Harris, except there weren’t many women in congress then, that lied continually about that war and why we were fighting it. Southeast Asia is not a fun place to fight but there was nothing I could do about it except turn tail and run to Canada. But, I’m no coward or one who others have to help out. Never took a dollar from the government except SS now that I am older than a stuffed gorilla in the Lion’s Clubs hall.
If you vote for Harris and get her elected I wish you misfortune and heavy snow next winter. The other guy is the one who will set things straight. Vote for him and I’ll wish you great success and a winning Lotto ticket.
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