For The MAGAIDIOTS In The Back

For the MAGAIDIOTS in the back: Apparently the last remaining firing synapse in your collective possession has shit the bed once & for all and this info just ain’t getting through your thick skulls and into your cavernous craniums of cultish cluelessness, so here we go again- It is NOT “election interference” to schedule ANY of your rotting gourd God’s MANY trials before the 2024 election.

The law doesn’t give a fuck if he’s running for President of the Raccoon Scat Association in The Greater Booger Hole area or President of the United States.

It cares as much about Super Tuesday as it does Superfly Snuka. He is a defendant just like any other Joe Shmoe charged with crimes and he has to appear in court whenever the fuck the Judge says he has to appear in court.
For all your endless whining about a “two-tiered justice system” when it comes to Hunter Biden’s dick pics you’d think you’d understand that granting special treatment to a private citizen who decided to campaign in the middle of his indictments ain’t how this shit works.

But you don’t understand that, because you’ve opted for your usual willful ignorance instead.

And for the record, he announced his candidacy AFTER most of these investigations were already well underway.

So if this shit is anything, it’s “Indictment interference”.
But here’s the thing about all of this- no one cares how this makes you
“feel”. No one cares if you’re mad or sad or threatening “civil war.”

No one is above the law in this country. No one.

And either we are a nation of laws or we are not.

If you love America as much as your “Star Spangled & Hammered” beer koozie says you do, you’d actually understand how crucially important it is to hold Donald Trump to the same legal standards as anyone else.

And yet…

[I didn’t write this, but it resonated and I felt like it needed to be passed on to my fellow Progressives.]

Words of Wisdom

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable. ~ Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet