So Tired Of It
I had a good day on Tuesday.
Up and out and felt all right. I still have an ache in my hip, and it acts up once in awhile, but I was ready to go.
Planned the work and worked the plan. It all went as I had anticipated.
No surprises.
(I’m not a fan of surprises - even good ones throw me off the plan).
Got home and got dinner going...
...finally sat down 12 hours after I woke up, and decided to read through the highlights of the day on Twitter.
(I’ve started ignoring the news on the radio - Bruce, Howard Stern & Dan Patrick).
The first story I read was about a bunch of people who were stunned to find out that they are getting killed on their taxes.
That story went hand-in-hand with the recap of all the stock the corporations are buying back instead of increasing employee wages.
(Personally, I haven’t tried my taxes yet, and I worked for a good company but a lot of people are crushed by the news that means a lot of lives are hanging in the balance and the rich got richer).
And then I had the misfortune of reading about the SOTU or the STFU as I’d rather call it.
“Can Trump strike a presidential tone?”
That’s what the article was called.
And that’s when my good mood...
...flew straight out the window.
A presidential tone???
He brought a kid who’s surname is Trump.
Brought him as part of Melania’s anti-bullying campaign.
Are you kidding me???
Adam Schitt, Cryin’ Chuck Schumer, Pocohantas, ‘Low Energy Jeb, Stupid Sessions, Crooked Hillary, Lil’ Marco...
(I’m probably missing a few).
...must be laughing hard at the ‘be best’...
...bullshit!
Can he be presidential???
I didn’t listen and I certainly couldn’t watch...
...but the answer is NO!
He’s vile. He lies. He’s mean. Ill-informed and nasty.
That’s the state of the union...
...and I’m done letting it drag me down.
STFU
Up and out and felt all right. I still have an ache in my hip, and it acts up once in awhile, but I was ready to go.
Planned the work and worked the plan. It all went as I had anticipated.
No surprises.
(I’m not a fan of surprises - even good ones throw me off the plan).
Got home and got dinner going...
...finally sat down 12 hours after I woke up, and decided to read through the highlights of the day on Twitter.
(I’ve started ignoring the news on the radio - Bruce, Howard Stern & Dan Patrick).
The first story I read was about a bunch of people who were stunned to find out that they are getting killed on their taxes.
That story went hand-in-hand with the recap of all the stock the corporations are buying back instead of increasing employee wages.
(Personally, I haven’t tried my taxes yet, and I worked for a good company but a lot of people are crushed by the news that means a lot of lives are hanging in the balance and the rich got richer).
And then I had the misfortune of reading about the SOTU or the STFU as I’d rather call it.
“Can Trump strike a presidential tone?”
That’s what the article was called.
And that’s when my good mood...
...flew straight out the window.
A presidential tone???
He brought a kid who’s surname is Trump.
Brought him as part of Melania’s anti-bullying campaign.
Are you kidding me???
Adam Schitt, Cryin’ Chuck Schumer, Pocohantas, ‘Low Energy Jeb, Stupid Sessions, Crooked Hillary, Lil’ Marco...
(I’m probably missing a few).
...must be laughing hard at the ‘be best’...
...bullshit!
Can he be presidential???
I didn’t listen and I certainly couldn’t watch...
...but the answer is NO!
He’s vile. He lies. He’s mean. Ill-informed and nasty.
That’s the state of the union...
...and I’m done letting it drag me down.
STFU
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