Call me callous

I refuse to be played for a fool again. This time I will come prepared…

I admit that 2016 was bad on the heart. First, the British people wanted to find out the hard way that Johnson was full of it, and then, the Americans proved to be dumb enough to elect a fartbrain as their commander-in-chief.
Although both events grew some callus over my soul, this time around I will simply assume that scores of scared Muslims, Jews, African-Americans, Asian-Americans, Latin-Americans, and European-Americans are going to vote for The Big Weaver. Let them have the – probably idle – hope that they will never be regarded as ‘the enemy within’ that way!

I remember that I didn’t understand at the time why my grandfather on his deathbed was worried sick about the Russians. ‘What the fuck, man? You’ve got one foot in the grave, for crying out loud!’
Only now I begin to understand that he was not worried for himself, but for his children and grandchildren.

I don’t have any offspring! So, what do I care if they elect a ‘fascist to the core’ to the WH.
He himself has got offspring – probably some he doesn’t even know about. And yet he is not worried about climate change? Why would he? He’s only worried about himself! I should follow his example.
Moreover, we both have one foot in the grave. Although ‘one foot in the grave’ in his case would be the understatement of 2024 – ‘braindead’ is closer to the truth.

So, let Putin, Xi, Raisi, Elon Musk, and so on have their way. The first one will have his Kremlin-gremlin in the WH once again, in order to weaken – if not, destroy – NATO; the second one can ‘do whatever the hell he wants’ with Formosa… sorry, Taiwan; the third he’ll help wreak havoc in the Middle East; the fourth one can hardly get by because of high taxes, let alone get ahead…
What’s that? Xi Jinping doesn’t want The New Capone to gain the WH for fear of him slamming tariffs on all imports from China?
No worries! As soon as the hypocrite-in-chief finds out that tariffs are hurting the sales of his made-in-China bibles, it’ll immediately cease to be his favorite word in the dictionary.

No, sirree, no skin off my nose if The Sick Sucker wins this time! If people with kids don’t care, why should I?