I tried to find a polite way to phrase that, but I just couldn’t do it. It sounds strange, doesn’t it? But the grotesque has become picturesque. Another picture highlighting the hubris and naivety of an amusing, broken man. Except there is no escape from this oak tree. The world is vertical (because we’re in an oak tree), and you’re more than likely at the bottom. Here are some of the things we’ll be dealing with this winter (with any luck, it won’t be a nuclear one).
- Trump Judges (Giving the phrase, “Oh joy, oh rapture!” a whole new meaning!)
- A nuclear-tipped North Korea
- Net Neutrality Repeal
Yep, we’re inside this mighty oak tree with Mr. POTUS with no way out. The GOP is one step closer to unfolding a gloriously asshole-ridden tax plan. How do these people sleep at night? Probably with some sort of expensive vapor machine. Point being, this winter promises to be slightly grueling with little hope for reprieve, at least for peasants like us. Doug Jones was our little ray of sunshine, batting those sweet, sweet puppy dog eyes all the way to victory. Don’t believe me, check ’em out yourself! I’ve referred to him as the “Angel from Alabama” but it hasn’t caught on yet. Hey, I thought it was pretty clever.