We need a fat president, not President Finger Wagger.
We need a fat president. Or at least one who rarely thinks and never speaks about how he looks in jeans. And one who doesn’t spend his day testing his wits against a Hollywood stoner or bantering with Ryan Seacrest while a European ally is being pummeled by Russia. And one who would rather spend his time working than working out, even if it means putting on a few pounds.
What we have is the Moral Preener in Chief. President Poofter. President Finger Wagger.
I didn’t build that! Says President Smartest Guy In The Room. President Self Esteem.
Russia Sanctions Fail to Soothe Poland’s Frayed Nerves
Hmm, wonder why….
Forward!
Forward! (But You Can’t Fix Stupid)
Unfortunately, it seems that the future Aldous Huxley predicted in 1932, in Brave New World, is arriving early. Mockery, truculence, and minimalist living are best, then enjoy the decline.
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