It’s January so therefore it is cold. In July, we will be screaming that we are melting. It’s par for the course, my friends. Embrace it, we’ll all be in hell soon enough.
Speaking of hell, for any of the American people who witnessed the $180 million extravaganza known as the Inauguration, I hope the concert was worth it because we paid for it. Our taxes will pay for Beyonce, Kelly Clarkson, Will.i.am, Alicia Keys and whoever else of “importance” lent their voice. How were your seats? Guess I should get used to it, since America is code for “never ending piggy bank.” But if the Catholic Church can request 10% of your yearly income toward donations, then I guess it’s ok for Barry to assume your money is his for the taking. But, in all fairness, the Church at least asked.
Look, I don’t want to make all my articles, blogs, POS, whatever you refer to them, as always being about politics and Obomica. I would love to hear some of your questions, seek some of your opinions and advice on well, life. What gets you going? I would love to start a Q & A of sorts, if anyone actually trusts me enough to answer one of their questions of course. I mean, if my children think I’m a genius, there has to be some truth in it right? 
My life is going to readjust itself this year in a big way and I may just lean on those around me for enlightenment and “holy shit what do I do now?!” support. I may even explore a side unknown to me through my writing. Who knows, but bear with me if my mood seems to change week to week. I thank you in advance.
As for the state of this country? All I can say is: RUN PEOPLE RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
But make sure you don’t owe Barry anything. He’ll chase you all the way to heaven or hell for a buck, and then tax you on it.
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