So, Where Are We?

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The news is so damn depressing.

I try not to check it.

I’ve been listening to spring training talk. I know all about where the experts see the Yankees finishing this year:

Between 92 & 98 wins and in a good spot come playoff time. 

I agree.

And the Red Sux are going to finish last for the 3rd straight year…so all good.

Yet, I checked the news…much to my dismay.

The ‘billionaire’ who was convicted of sexual assault can’t pay the fine.

The media is still pretending that this is a choice between two different ideologies.

I can’t figure what the GOP stands for. Can you?

Rage?

And aren’t there more court cases?

I know there was a fraud case that resulted in $450 million in fines, but it stands to reason that if you can’t afford the $83 million you probably haven’t set aside almost a half billion either.

Then we have the stealing of classified documents case.

Or the insurrection charges.

Not to be upended by the Stormy Daniels problem (she was the porn star he paid off with election funds).

And you’re wondering why I’m listening to baseball talk a month before the season starts?

But I’ll ask again:

How are people giving him their vote?

Do they truly believe that all the prosecutors, all the judges and all the people testifying against him are liars, and only he is telling the truth?

I guess they do!

Anywhoha…

…I’m sure he will come up with the money and we can all get down to the business of making an informed decision about who is the best candidate to take America…

…straight into the abyss.

Go Yankees!


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