My apologies for no posts for the last few days; my excuses are burnout, nothing interesting to write about, and binging Only Murders In The Building. Ach, Lester! And trying, and failing, to write a political compendium. The last word is probably both proper and improper.
I’m in, what, my eleventh year of this silly hobby? It blows steam off nicely, but perhaps I approach the end.
For those who like windy, unlikely predictions, here’s one for you: President Trump is physically chased from the White House, not by enraged liberals, but by a MAGA-head mob who discover “owning the libs” isn’t half as impressive as 50% increases in the price of fresh produce due to draconian immigration policies, and general 10-15% price inflation due to tariffs, both imposed by the ambitious President Trump, who, for all his superior understanding of Americans, still doesn’t get them in the end.
