Don’t Piss Down my Back and Tell Me It’s Raining

The calls for reconciliation have begun. Right.

The weasel who won office by prying open the old cracks in American society and barging through, says it’s now time to heal those fissures.

The fawning sycophants who constitute the Republican party have started to push the narrative that he really didn’t mean it.

It was all just locker room talk, they say. Just listen to this other stuff he said.

Listen selectively, they suggest, to the non-denigrating parts.

Hmmm, what did you say, you simpering, weak, crawling roundworms on the Trump-voting turds?

Oh, I am reconciled…

 

2 thoughts on “Don’t Piss Down my Back and Tell Me It’s Raining

  1. Chad Anderson says:

    I’m somewhat shocked by the outcome, but even more shocked that so many women and minorities voted for that instead of someone, although with a checkered past, would’ve served them so much better.

    I’m concerned about the rise of nationalism and the blatant racism. This is how really bad things get started. Get a group of people fired up about the good old days, tell them about how bad they have it now, and then turn the hatred toward people of different faith and religion. Add in some complacent voters (this will never happen, right?) and it’s the perfect brew.

    I work shoulder to shoulder with people that voted for Trump. He referred to the protesters as “cryers ” and told me he he didn’t think much about the public KKK rallies that are planned, and that he would love to see “the KKK and Black Lives Matter get together and duke it out “. This is a person who does good for people every day in health care. And I’m supposed to respect everyone else’s decisions because this is a democracy, and I’m having a hard time coming to terms with that.

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