I think I first understood the relationship between liberals and fun during one Thanksgiving dinner, when a virtue-signalling liberal stood over our table and shook his head ponderously, and remarked, “You know, people in Africa are starving…”
You wonder: unless it results in an STD, liberals don’t want you to celebrate it?
Their fun is to spoil your fun. It’s that simple.
Well, I tried to collect nooze today; but as you can see by the results, there’s not much going. The behind-closed-doors, no formal vote, no Republicans allowed, bogus Democrat pseudo “impeachment” circus is sucking all the oxygen out of the room. Do these slimy partisan hacks really, truly, believe they can actually remove a president by this technique? No defense, no cross-examination: you’d think it was a Canadian “human rights” tribunal.
Americans need to get much madder at all this than they are.
Anyway, the day being drab and rainy, Patty and I went on our annual Halloween tour, cruising all over town to look at people’s Halloween decorations. Harmless fun. My favorite was somebody’s giant ghost in ratty robes with a rotting pumpkin for a head: squirrels had added their own unique touches to it.
I enjoy a scare that turns out to be totally imaginary, nothin’ to it–as opposed to the kind of scares you get in the nooze: stuff that doesn’t just go away. I’ll trade them in for ghosts and goblins any day. The Mummy can’t hurt you, but Democrats can.
So we’re back, we had a nice time, and I’m looking forward to seeing the trick-or-treaters make their rounds on Thursday: always brings back pleasant memories.
I think I’ve covered all the nooze I can this week, and that I’d better stop before I do myself a mischief.
I was outside working on next week’s Newswithviews column when I chanced to look up–just in time to see… uh, Batman!… walking down the sidewalk. Uh-oh. One too many news items: seeing Batman, that’s a sure sign of cracking up.
But there he was–and then I realized there must be a Halloween party going on somewhere in the neighborhood, and I’m probably still sane. Great costume, though. Just about convinced me I was losin’ it.
Time to veg out with a horror movie. Because in the movies, unlike real life, the monster never wins.