January 14, 2020
I really hope that the impending environmental crisis, which
is currently doing everything possible to convince the human race that their
days are numbered and rapidly burning to a crisp, becomes a major issue in the
upcoming election. Anyone who can look
on, watching millions and millions of God’s creatures destroyed because humans
are too selfish to protect the planet from themselves, and not get the message
that things had better change and fast, really need to pack their bags and move
to another planet.
Jack Nicholson – As Good as It Gets
Some of you might be familiar with this touching, classic line from
the Academy Award winning film. I found
myself thinking about this line the other day as some news person showed a clip
of the Orange Gas Cloud on January 9, 2020 saying, “That’s a very sore subject. I want clean air and clean water. I want the cleanest air with the cleanest
water. The environment is very important
to me.”
Chrump lets loose on his love
of the environment
Then the disgusted, frustrated commentator, clearly at-wits’-end,
described Chrump’s latest move to add to the total destruction of as much of
the planet as possible, as quickly as possible.
It seems Mr. Chrump was not being entirely honest about his love for the
environment. Makes one wonder what else
he might have lied about.
Chrump’s latest assault on Mother Nature and all of us who
cannot live on merely hairspray and hamberders proposes to gut 50-year-old
environmental impact statements, killing the ability of local communities,
native tribes and others to delay or block mining, drilling and infrastructure
development in favor of protecting the environment. According to Chrump and his anti-science,
anti-environment, climate-crisis-denying, flat-Earth aficionados, there is
simply too much waiting while a bunch of liberal, tree-hugging, losers try to
assess possible environmental repercussions of gouging, drilling, stripping and
otherwise trashing everything and anything in deference to getting the already
rich to be even richer as quickly as possible by sucking the rest of us dry and
stealing the planet from our children.
Pure poison personified.
My first thought, after throwing up in my mouth a little was,
“Donald Chrump makes me want to be a worse person.” I am not a violent person, but it is illegal
to write or to speak aloud the kind of things that went through my mind. But it is perfectly acceptable for the most
protected man on the planet to blithely lie right to our faces about his
feelings for the environment, while out of the other side of the misshapen, malignant
mouth that spews the horrific bile concocted by his very, very large uh-brain. Chrump constantly talks about raping and
murdering the very planet on which, despite his complete lack of awareness
thereof, he shares with the rest of us.
Meanwhile, Puerto Rico, the land that Racist-in-chief Chrump
continues to forget because it is full of brown people, got whacked by a
serious earthquake. Puerto Rico is still
waiting for promised funds for hurricane clean-up. As much as I would hate to do this to Puerto
Rico, or anyone for that matter, Chrump should be tethered to a palm tree in
Puerto Rico. Not like someone about to
be burned at the stake, he could be on a long leash so he would be able to move
around – I’m angry, but I am not a monster.
People could throw rolls of paper towels to him, but not at him; I’m
sure he has the best reflexes. Once he learns
his lesson and releases the funds, without demanding Puerto Rico do him a favor
though, we can discuss bringing him back to the mainland. That is, assuming we still have room. As Chrump likes to tell refugees who are not
from Norway, or Whiteland or those other non-shithole countries he deems acceptable, it is too
crowded here.
Canned Heat - So Sad (The World’s
In A Tangle)
I. Mangrey
repulsed. EARTH FIRST!
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