Ron takes on Chief Sitting Bullshit.

Woke up hearin distant thunder. Tall skinny girl on local TV told me it might rain today, but prob’ly not. But she lies – I know ‘cuz I’ve caught her at it – so I looked out the back door toward the Gulf.

Saw some nimbos and cumulos out there puffin themselves up . . . I could see ‘em risin in the pre-dawn light, growin as I watched. Like a gang of young thugs on a streetcorner when a purty girl walks by, standin up from a slouch, gettin taller with deeper voices. Not many, but just enuf to keep an eye on ‘em.

They’re sneakin north, and it looks like a hot, muggy day out there, so I ain’t gonna go out and swelter in it. Maybe I’ll just spend the next 8 hours or so watchin reruns and pickin on politicians. Had some uncomplimentary things to say ‘bout Gropey Joe coupla days ago, so . . . maybe Liz today, or Kamel.

See . . . the thing with Lizardbreath Warren, other than her palefaced boldfaced forked-tongue talk about her ethnic heritage for position and profit, is that she’s by nature a nag, a harpy, a harridan . . . a genuinely unpleasant, unpleasable woman with a harsh voice and a hateful attitude – much like Hillary . . . no real plans other than self-enrichment, self-advancement, and self-promotion.

As with most Democrats, and particularly Her Rotten Heinous, Warren truly believes that the average person isn’t capable of making decisions or managing his own life and needs someone like her to decide and manage things for him.

Reminds me of retired military guys who get a taste of positional authority for a few years and then donno know what to do with themselves after they retire, so they run around givin people unsolicited advice on stuff they really don’t understand a helluva lot about.

Like them, Liz has this burning need to be recognized for how crucially important her opinions are. She wants to rule, but not by the guidelines of the Constitution – more like the guidelines of the Mafia – my way or the hi-way. She wants power, power to rule by fiat, by decree, by dictate, in fact, more like a dictator than a monarch.

The problem with that approach to management is that a whole lotta Murkans don’t particularly like being told what to do or how to do it by someone who lies to them or calls them “deplorable” or treats them like unsophisticated rubes.

She’s simply not likeable. She’s a modern-day version of those holier-than-thou biddies and puritans who were so eager to burn witches, or the ascetic vituperators who gleefully brought the curse of prohibition on us and gave birth to Al Capone and the American Mafia.

What’s really disgusting me about her this week is her resurrection and false reporting of the St. Michael Brown incident. She HAS to know that what she’s spewing has been thoroughly discredited, exposed, and debunked as a racist ploy by the Obamanite “Hands-Up!/Don’t-shoot!” stooges and sycophants.

The way she’s using the incident is as criminal as Brown himself was. I don’t want a PotUS candidate going to that extreme to cater to a fringe group of black racists and white apologists just to get the job on buzzwords and race cards. Calling her a “bitch” about it, to purloin a phrase from the equally discredited Dan Rather, is “rude, but accurate.”

Liz Warren is noisy, shrill, misinformed, and deceitful. I’d say she’s fulla shit, but that can’t be entirely true ‘cuz she’s definitely full of herself . . . which might just be saying the same thing – I’m not sure; sorta “depends on what your definition of ‘shit’ is.”

Anyway, she has no bidness makin decisions for any of the rest of us. She’s a liar, a poser, and a definite threat to the country in any capacity beyond dog-walker or lint-collector.