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The Democrats’ Moveable Feast
The peregrinations of silly season are upon us and it looks like half of the Democratic Party is out there racking up frequent flyer miles. After all, it’s only a year until the election in November of 2020….oops, I guess it’s a little over a year but our government is in a place that encourages a hurry-up. So, perhaps, we could have an election before we close the Canadian border and declare war on Mexico….or was that close the Mexican border and declare war on Canada? I forget. Somebody call Putin and let me know what the orders are.
The Republican side is pretty quiet. The party that teamed up with the establishment Democrats to break the Dixiecrat filibuster and pass the Civil Rights Act of 1964, the party that created the Environmental Protection Agency and passed the Indian Civil Rights Act, the party that presided over the demise of the Soviet Union and left a KGB agent named Vladimir Putin so butt hurt he seeks revenge to this day — that party is gone with the windbags. In its place, there is only Donald John Trump. His close friends call him The Donald. Both of them.
The Democrats are scampering to every boondock in Iowa, scarfing up pork dishes of such peculiarity as to tempt some people to convert to Islam so they would not have to partake…but the pols eat it and smile. My Republican cousin Ray Sixkiller said there’s no truth to the rumor that a political…
