Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Taking a walk in our favorite town, and joying the sights and sounds of our community.
We can win back the country. It's not easy but there are a lot more of us, and we have the moral high ground, most of the culture and all the eggheads. It's not exactly geniuses in the Trump camp, he talks like a 4th grader and all his tricks are less complicated than a Nigerian Email scam. Even superstitious racists don't like getting ripped off. His divestment papers were fake, his hair is fake and even his cake was fake. Trump's plundermonkeys are very obviously moving on our national trust like a bitch Still I think we can win the country. We just gotta out think this and then learn up our knuckleheaded cousins before 45 starts a distraction war stateside or shuts down the internet. or sumsuchnonsense.
Good luck out there Friends.
It's a great time to do some Americaning.
If you are afraid then maybe you aren't doing enough, if you aren't concerned maybe you aren't understanding enough,
If you need inspiration read the poem on the Statue of Liberty.
"The New Colossus"
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"