Wednesday, January 24, 2024

P. D. U.

 In these our times of inclusivity, diversity, socially conscientious crap-o-la, and assorted other complicated wastes of time and demeanor we should all back up a step or more and give it all a rest. Plus sizes, ridiculous overrating of just about everything, and woke whatever in hell that may or may not mean and here we all sit patiently waiting on an answer to meaning. The meaning or meanings of what may or may not be important. Devious politicians that one really would not want watching over children and/or other precious objects of social value. Politicians these days are just this side of slimy and doesn't matter which party affiliation the politicians are conjoined to. Republicans seem to have hitched themselves to the trump wagon and the ninnies are the worse for it. Democrats are ... whiney and weak. Oh nuts, I seem to have digressed more than originally intended. Back to what my point may have been. P.D.U. and that would define as 'public displays of ugly'. Does our world really need to see more pictures of Dementia J. Trump? Is our world even ready for another publicly glaring image of a trump smirk or mugshot? I think not. Would anyone really want to see a picture of Nikki Haley wearing a thong? Oh hell no! Ronny 'boy' DeSatan in a banana man-kini? Would scenes such as that come with a complimentary barfbag? Does anyone need to see Clarence and Ginny Thomas sunbathing on a beach in Cancun? Should anyone have to witness Rachel Madcow swapping spit with her main squeeze? Shudder to think ... So it comes down to just about time we all put an end to this social madness and think about the children and similar folks that are simply not prepared to embrace life on someone else's terms. I mean really. Would anyone want to see 400 lb. Tracey the Hooter's newest barmaid shaking her girls while begging for a bigger tip? I rest my case. Now for Wednesday machine art and someone cue the camel ...

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vintage -


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gosh and I suppose that I've become just a wee bit opinionated in my old age. the cruelty of the aging process will do that. you don't really have to like it ... just embrace the practicality of it all and have a lark. 😏

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