A 4th Of July Reverie

There was Tippecanoe and Tyler Too.

There was A Chicken in Every Pot.

There was Old Hickory.

There was I Like Ike.

There was A Return to Normalcy (sic).

There was Honest Abe.

There have been a lot more of them over our history.

We don’t have time to list them all here.

I suggest that we need instead to bring front and center the current one: Old Bone Spurs.

Old Bone Spurs likes to be a military man even though he evaded the draft in his time.

He wasn’t stupid enough to go into the military he told his friends (actually he had no friends; he just shouted that on street corners).

Even then he could buy people.

People like podiatrists.

But for all his military fame Old Bone Spurs is better known as a rapist, a crotch grabber and a liar.

Old Bone Spurs likes to leer at his daughter and suggest that he would like to or has had intimate relations with her.

Old Bone Spurs is an abject joke masquerading as a Mafia Boss, masquerading as someone who thought he had been elected President of the United States.

A thing he knows to be untrue.

Why else would he be obstructing justice?

That is this year’s 4th of July message.

How sad for us.