Bumping Along

A funny thing happened two weeks ago that has never happened before. Usually during the national conventions, the candidate of the party having the convention gets a bump in the polls. This didn’t happen for the Dimocrats this year. Their convention was so bad that Trump got a bump in the polls.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

You would think that with Hollywood and the media on their side, the Dimocrats could have done a better job, but their convention sucked. Big time. And to top it off, they have two incredibly bad candidates in Basement Joe and Horizontal Harris.

What was Harris supposed to bring to the ticket? Mexifornia? The Dimocrats are gonna win Mexifornia no matter what. Win the black vote? Hey if you ain’t voting for Basement Joe you ain’t black. He said it himself.

Harris is a halfwit and I’m prolly giving her too much credit. Willie Brown said she would be dumb to take the VP slot. She only wins if Basement Joe wins. If he loses, her presidential aspirations are down the drain.

So they got Joe out of the basement and he gave us this today.

Seriously, do you think this guy will be able to debate Trump? Do you think he’ll be able to make it to November?

What A Week!

Geez! So much happening.

Darwin reared his ugly head in Wisconsin. Three BLM/Antifa goons tried to attack an armed seventeen year old boy. Two are dead and one almost had his arm shot off. Both of the dudes who were killed had arrest records. One was registered sex offender. The gene pool has been cleansed. The shooter has been charged with first degree murder, which is total bullshit.

So it begins. Speaker Blinky is against debates.

They’re really worried about Gropey Joe going head to head with Trump. And Trump has already trolled them by saying he and Joe should get drug tested before each debate. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

We now have Dimocrat governors all of a sudden calling for a halt to the “peaceful” protests. Their poll numbers must really suck. The Kenosha riots has prolly guaranteed Wisconsin for Trump.

By the way, Hurricane Laura has peacefully entered the United States.

The NBA is boycotting itself. Who cares. The ratings have sucked. Cancel the playoffs. Kill the league. Let’s see these overpaid dudes get a job in the real world.

The WNBA folllowed suit. Really? Is anyone watching the WNBA? Let that league die as well. Get a job Shameka!

MLS is joining in the death march. Soccer? Really?

MLB is doing it as well. Fuck ’em. I haven’t been watching or following any of their games either.

The next thing you know, Bubba Wallace will boycott NASCAR.

The RNC is killing it this week. The DNC was a funeral. The RNC is a celebration.

But all of that is overshadowed by the biggest story of the week. The Gretard is going back to school.

STOCKHOLM (AP) — After a year off school to campaign on pressing for tougher action on curbing climate change, Swedish environmental activist Greta Thunberg says she’s returning to class.

“My gap year from school is over, and it feels so great to finally be back in school again!” the 17-year-old said Monday on Instagram next to a photo of herself with a schoolbag on her back and her hands resting on bicycle handles.

Yep! Your fifteen minutes of fame are over. It’s time to get on with your life and not be an annoying little twerp.

All this and we still have Trump’s speech tonight and more peaceful protests in Wisconsin.

Ronsday – Make It Stop

Ron rants.

Woke up in a kinda sour mood today around 0215 or so. Odd, actually, ‘cuz it happened in the middle of a damned fine dream in which I was rescuing a buncha females from an industrial accident.

Factory was makin huge aluminum sheets in the shapes of vegetable leaves, like cabbage or lettuce, and paintin ‘em to look real. Blew up, I reckon, and trapped a buncha people in the rubble.

Things were ‘bout the size of a bedsheet, but weighed only a few pounds. I got a dog findin victims, then I slide the stuff off and pull ‘em out. All were nice-lookin Asian women, mid-30s or so, wearin helmet masks and coveralls for spray paintin.

After I got ‘em out, I hadda make sure they weren’t seriously injured, which meant shuckin off them coveralls. As I said . . . fine dream. Shame it hadda end when it did.

Thunderin outside, but no way I could get back to sleep, so I wandered out to get somethin in my belly. Turned on the TV and saw Chris Wallace, whom I’d like to see sneeze his vocal apparatus out onto the street where it’d get run over by a dumpster truck.

Now, I know I say this every time we have a genelec, but I’ll be SO friggin glad when this one is over, no matter who wins, so the news isn’t hijacked by constant repetition of stuff I didn’t wanna see in the first goddam place.

I mean, f’rinstance – I betcha more people trust Dr. Seuss or Dr. Pepper than they do Fauci and Birx. That little rat bastard’s brain is about as useful as a removed appendix. My guess is that Faux Chi has never actually treated a Covid-19 patient, but he still criticizes and contradicts doctors who have successfully treated hundreds of ‘em.

And the Dems with their broken records of “Russia! Russia! Russia!” followed by “gun control legislation” and “Orange Man Bad!” The only thing new they’ve come up with in the past year or so has been the “Green New Deal,” which’ll cost $93 TRILLION !!!!!!

Good grief — in the US, more people are beaten to death with just fists or the popular “blunt instruments” (such as baseball bats or bricks) than are shot with “assault rifles.” The great majority of deaths from gunshot wounds in the US are from suicides and drug trafficking. School and other mass-shooting numbers barely show up on a standard x-y graph.

Liberals’ approach to the firearms problem is based on the idea that reducing deaths from drunk driving is a simple matter of making it more difficult for sober people to own and drive cars.

The Russia “collusion” thing has been debunked so many times it sounds sillier than the polls 4 years ago assuring libs that Hillary’s win was so deep in the bag that Trump had less than a 5% chance of election.

And DingleBarry – AND Slick – attacking Trump for the “chaos” in his administration and his inept handling of the Chinese gleep. Jay Zeus, fellas, if y’all had all the friggin answers, why did Brock and Gropey Joe not fix things while they were in office for 8 goddam consecutive years!

Makes ya wonder if all the governors and pundits and legislators and wannabes who condemn Trump for the Chinese gleep are aware of the fact that the Constitution does NOT make handling virus outbreaks the job of PotUS but of the state governors themselves . . . 10th Amendment, guys — The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution [. . .] are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people.

See . . . not countin kiddygarden, I’ve been a student in classrooms of one sort or another for 22 years in my life. Learned a lotta stuff. Even taught at the community college level for 3 years and the university for another 13 after doin 24 in the Navy.

But . . . with all that accumulated knowledge and experience, I can’t organize the words to properly express just how much I’d like to put certain people – such as Billary, MaligNancy, DingleBarry, Mooch, Pottymouth Tlaib, Screechal Madcow, Mad Maxine, Pie-Face Stelter, Soundbyte Sharpton, Somalihan, Bigmouth Behar, and a buncha others – into a railroad coal car and drop about 20,000 gallons of fresh swine manure on ‘em . . . . every hour on the hour.

In fact, given a little time I b’lieve I could fill more’n a dozen coal cars with people who need to spend the rest of their lives like that – Ana Navarro, Beto O’Rourke, Chuck Schumer, Don Lemon, Ayanna Pressley, Al Green, George Soros, Jim Clyburn, John Kasich, Jim Comey, Anthony Fauci, John Kerry, Gavin Newsom, Bill DiBlasio, Lori Lightfoot, Robert DeNiro, Katy Perry, Miley Cyrus, Alec Baldwin, Cher . . . . .

But maybe I’m bein a little too tough on the overpaid, overhyped, anarcho-snowflakes . . . . I mean, ya gotta pity the conspiracy nuts during an election year – they NEVER get a day off.

Twelve Commandments For Seniors

From my friend Phil.

TWELVE COMMANDMENTS FOR SENIORS

#1 – Talk to yourself. There are times you need expert advice.

#2 – “In Style” are the clothes that still fit.

#3 – You don’t need anger management. You need people to stop pissing you off.

#4 – Your people skills are just fine. It’s your tolerance for idiots that needs work.

#5 – The biggest lie you tell yourself is, “I don’t need to write that down. I’ll remember it.”

#6 – “On time” is when you get there.

#7 – Even duct tape can’t fix stupid – but it sure does muffle the sound.

#8 – It would be wonderful if we could put ourselves in the dryer for ten minutes, then come out wrinkle-free and three sizes smaller.

#9 – Lately, You’ve noticed people your age are so much older than you.

#10 – Growing old should have taken longer.

#11 – Aging has slowed you down, but it hasn’t shut you up.

#12 – You still haven’t learned to act your age, and hope you never will.

And one more:

“One for the road” means peeing before you leave the house.