Ron’s weekly rant.

IMO the Dems are firing wildly at their own collective foot. They’re more interested in what they consider “winning,” which translates into “get rid of Trump,” and not what’s good for the nation.

This shampeachment tour de farce might very well blow back and make them look like Trudeau at a masque. What they don’t seem to comprehend is that Bernie is a loon, Warren is a fraud, and Biden has been ignoring his “Check Engine Soon” light for the last decade.

The gorge between Libs and Conservatives has widened to the point of unbridgeability. Odds on any hope of reconciliation between Ds and Rs are worse than Al Sharpton’s making sense.

The Dems’ don’t necessarily like success for the country, only for themselves in terms of controlling everything. To consider nominating geriatric has-beens based on nothing but name-recognition and polls is selfish, childish, and foolish.

Were they in the least patriotic, they’d find someone who honestly champions national security, economic stability, and a sense of good order and discipline, not simply some “No-Trump” gaffemeister or socialist loon or lying self-promoter.

Gropey Joe would be 78 on inauguration day if he wins in 2020. Good grief, I know for certain that at 78 I was nowhere near as sharp as I was 30 years ago. And I don’t make nearly as many foxpaws and missteps and brain farts as he does. Dems are banking on selling the idea that Biden’s gaffes aren’t as bad as Trump’s tweets.

I’m not sure he’d make it thru his first term. In fact, I doubt he can make it thru a typical potus day without at least 2 power naps. And Lizardbreath . . . Holy Cats – her plan for fixin thangs is eliminating carbon emissions from all autos, houses, and electricity generation.

Her strategy for funding her socialist ideas on health care, education, and other Marxist issues is to use all the wealth created by 200 years of capitalism and make all the billionaires and multi-millionaires homeless.

No, they’re just addicted to the taste of power and can’t bear the idea of sharing it with anyone they don’t like, no matter how well the economy or national security or personal income have improved under his management. And the second in line for the PotUSy, SanFranNan, has pixie dust collecting in her cerebral synapses.

The thing is that Nan and Schmuck and Schiffty and the Bronx Barmaid and all the rest claim that DJT is “out of control.” Well, yeah . . . he’s out of THEIR control and they can’t deal with it except by politically rubbing him out like a pharaoh defacing all his predecessor’s PR glyphs.

The problem is that the people who believe that DJT is mentally unbalanced are convinced that guns kill people, that climate change is caused by humans, that illegal immigrants aren’t breaking any laws, that there are several more than 2 genders, that Obamacare is a good thing, that raising taxes improves the quality of life, that kneeling during the anthem and burning the flag are o.k., that it’s o.k. to impeach a president because he hurt your feelings, and that abortion is authorized by the US Constitution.

The road to hell is paved with political correctness and lighted by abortion-clinic beacons, gun-control signs, articles of impeachment, and sanctuary-city markers. And we’re careening along it with the pedal to the metal and a tank full of hi-octane hate Trump elixir.

Y’know what, gang . . . if I were the owner of the Washington Redskins, I’d change the name. By that I mean I’d drop the “Washington” because the association is so damned embarrassing.