TRUMP PORN: The Bare Foot Voter

"I am right and my opponent is wrong!"

Who is telling the truth? 

 

In the year after a presidential election that sent the most unpopular candidate ever  into the supreme position as leader of the free world, we ponder "what the fuck happened?" It is easy to explain: people were mad as hell and were not going to take it it anymore. So voters in 2016 walked bare-footed over sharp shards of hyperbolic political rhetoric and left a bloody trail of disappointment.

Most of us, hoping for a satisfying outcome, opened the political refrigerator and saw the options were limited: 1) warmed-over Democrat, 2) a casserole of moldy Republicans or 3) several pieces of fresh fruit that were pushed far left to the back in the dark of the vegetable bin.

We are to blame when politicians are elected who have no interest in anything except enriching themselves. Their lies are deafening and obscure reality.

But the Military-Industrial Complex is the actual mustache twisting villain to fear. You have to wonder why billionaires and their cohorts could be so greedy and short-sighted. These evil-doers legally bribe our politicians to look the other way as the house around them is burning down while they squeeze a few more pennies into their pockets. Their policies deny average US citizens basic health care and prevent young people from getting free education. They ruin the environment and the water we drink and the air we breathe. They block new immigrants who are the fresh blood this country needs.

Yet desperate citizens may have no clue to what they are voting for or why they are suffering. They need information.

Thank God there is a free and unfettered Internet to voice our opinions???!!

But we must  Take Action now!

AFRO Quickie

The renown Dr. R. W. Ashanti, the Chancellor of the New Black Royal Institute, was incredulous at what he perceived. He repeated his inquiry, "You claim that human heads are attached to the Afros growing in your garden." He frowned. Since the 1960s, Afros were prominently sitting on the heads and shoulders of famous civil rights activists. He pondered the rows of Afros lined up like thick fat cabbages. "What mad science is this?"

A tightly locked Jamaican  replied, "I figured out a way to grow Afros attached to people. The Afros come in all colors and styles even rainbow. When I was on the free islands, I learn to plant and harvest lots of wondrous shit." He puffed up with pride.

Ashanti glanced at the computer notes prepared by his prized student and grudgingly accepted the reality of these achievements. "Impressive! But what real hope can this bizarre experiment offer to better society?"

"We can cultivate people. All we mostly need is a little clean water and lots of bright sunshine. But there are other problems to overcome."

Ashanti sagely scratched his bald skull. "Problems such as?"

"Embarrassingly, the Afros cultivated here all seem to be Black Republicans. I may have to change the fertilizer."

The two scientists walked among the rows of Afros growing in the productive earthy base, pondering what to do to fix the situation.

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Next week, we grow carrots.