We are still in the age of clutching things. We humans like to clutch. Our belongings, our pearls. Our ideas. Our instincts to gather and protect were selected long ago — so the idea that resource collecting is at the heart of our concerns today, is a tough pickle to swallow, compounded by the behavior’s hidden influence on all other human doctrine.

Almost everyone has a Me, Too story. This one isn’t mine.

As I watched the barrage of questions our representatives dutifully prepared, and the ease with which a professional litigator of Barr’s caliber deflected them, I realized that the dream of America as the land of the free and the home of the brave, is nearly dead.

Black fucking Nazis, you say? Will wonders never cease? I tell you, this administration’s ability to unleash every festering boil of stupidity in this country, is absolutely astounding.

Trump is the Pied Piper of Batshit Crazy.

My least favorite faux-left cabal are the #MeToo rage junkies that ended Senator Al Franken’s career (as progressive a voice for women and equality as there ever has been in Congress) — and now you’ve got your sights on Biden.

Seriousy? It’s the END OF FUCKING DAYS and your priority is to go after Uncle Joe “Huggy” Biden?

It’s been a rough week for progressives, mostly because fucking democrats can’t wait to fall on their fucking swords at any given opportunity. Hey, democrats; a bit of advice: before you Seppuku, how about we see the actual Mueller Report first?

My first word on Los Angeles asphalt was a despondent “fuck.”

When I look at the photographs pouring in from Caracas — images of a society teetering on the edge of collapse — I can’t help but think “this is all of us, in ten years; and there’s not a fucking thing we can do about it.”

“They’ve come all this way, thousands of miles across hostile territory, and we’ve raped them, and murdered them,” I thought.

“And this fucking cunt came to congress to rustle some fucking papers, and fumble some fucking answers.” I seethed.

I am fucking livid — and thankfully I’m not the only one.

“He is a racist. He is a Conman. He is a cheat.”

-          Michael Cohen, on Donald Trump during his opening statement.

“Damn, save that for your closer, Michael!” I blurted at the television.