Another rant from Ron.

Donno ‘bout ‘chall, but this ol’ country boy is tired of the traveling medicine show. It’s been goin on now for over a year, and it’s gonna go on for aNOTHer year. Man, it’s like waitin for a suppurating pustule in your intergluteal crease to heal. Only difference is that the end result in this case might be an open wound that NEVER heals and eventually puts the entire organism in a septic shock from which it can’t recover.

For several years I thought it prob’ly couldn’t get any worse than Soetoro with his dismantling of Constitutional framework and substitution by suspicious EOs and knee-jerk, race-baiting overgeneralizations about anything his puppetmaster Soros and court jester Jarrett tell him is anti-black, anti-muslim, or anti-obamacare when he gets back from the golf course or his latest fundraiser.

Man, I’m tired of the bomb-throwing, torch-carrying candidates who would burn down the barn to get rid of the rats, no matter how badly infested it might be.

I’m tired of the mealy-mouthed, promise-dropping blowhards who offer endless lists of lip service but whose records indicate no capacity for providing.

I’m tired of aging-hippy, unicorn-riding Marxist pied pipers who offer free EVERYthing to EVERYbody but have no plan for paying for it all.

And I’m especially tired of potty-mouthed, power-hungry, pants-suit-wearing hypocrites whose tongues are permanently inoculated against uttering any word resembling truth.

Long time ago I voted for George Wallace as a flat rejection of the candidates offered by the GOP and DNC (Nixon and Humphrey). Though I knew instinctively that he would be a disaster in the Oval Office and had no chance of winning the election anyway (although he did get a surprisingly large percentage of votes nationally), he made two statements which resonated with me and still ring true today:

“There ain’t a dime’s worth of difference between today’s Republicans and Democrats.” He was referring to the fact that they both waste and overspend massive amounts of revenue, just on different things.

“If a thug hits you over the head with a lead pipe in a dark alley, he’ll be out of jail before you’re out of the hospital.” Here he was referring to the general confusion and liberal-minded application of laws in America.

I don’t see any improvement in today’s world concerning either of those statements. It’s a mess and it gets worse with each election since 1984. Hell, look what we have today:

Scratch the surface of a Sanders, and you find a Lenin.

Scratch the surface of a Cruz, and you find a Machiavelli.

Scratch the surface of a Trump, and you find a P.T. Barnum.

Scratch the surface of a Cankles, and you find a Bonnie Parker.

Scratch the surface of a Bush, and you find an Alfred E. Neuman.

Scratch the surface of a Huckabee, and you find a good guy with an unelectable name.

Scratch the surface of a Rubio, and you find a wind-up doll that rolls around the place bumping into furniture.

Wholly Shi’ite! We’re probably gonna wind up with having to choose between the Minister of Mayhem and the Bitch of Benghazi. Having Trump in the Oval Office would be like having the WWE Smackdown announcers running The Yale Club. Putting Cankles behind the Resolute Desk would be like replacing Guildenstern with Rosencrantz.

Now . . . I’m not exactly a single-issue zealot, and I realize that nobody’s perfect. But I can’t see a single candidate in the race today who hasn’t done some flip-flopping or some side-stepping or some slip-sliding along the way. Not one. Even the obligatory Benson look-alike. There is none, NONE, that I could vote for without holding my nose for one reason or another.

Got up today and while walking around in the cool, clear, pre-dawn air with Monsterdawg thought to myself, “Hey, FINALLY, after today we won’t have to hear about Iowa any more.”

But instantly I realized that that’s just silly, ‘cause the media are gonna grind the numbers out for at least a week once they’re in, and “experts” will argue endlessly over what REALLY happened, and why. Then it all starts again and they take it on the road to NH, where we’ll be bombarded with punditry and bloviatry and assininity for another couple of weeks until it gets underway to invade the South.

One thing has become clear to me in all this, tho – I finally understand why guys want to climb mountains and just sit there watching the world go by in silence.