Have you seen, though, the video of the Ukrainian woman?
The one who confronts a Russian solder?
She tells him to put flower seeds,
Sunflower seeds, to be specific,
In his pockets so when he dies
On Ukrainian soil
Some good will be left
Behind. And,
So his comrades will know
Where he fell.
Peace, people. Please.
I’ve been awfully hard on Donald Trump’s relationship with Vladimir Putin. The two of them are so cozy that to all appearances it looks like perhaps Trump is committing treason.
But then I got to thinking, maybe, just maybe their relationship goes beyond politics. They might have formed a bond of manly love. Let’s let the two lovebirds have some privacy, shall we?
Oh hell, no. Trump’s a freaking traitor and Putin is feeding him his lines. Here are just a few political cartoons on the subject:
If you’re still supporting this wannabe tyrant, ask yourself why.
Peace, people.
We have a president who insists on taking us back to a day without science, and perhaps into a future of oppression. Here is a list of words his administration has banned the Centers for Disease Control from using in future budget proposals:
Similarly, our Florida governor, Rick Scott, has forbidden the use of the term “climate change” among members of our state government, as if banning words could make the reality behind them go away.
So, let’s also ban these words:
Murder
Injustice
Poverty
Hunger
Abuse
Disease
Misogyny
There. That should do it. Pesky words.
Seriously, who bans words? Oh, we all know the answer to that. I’m sure North Korea has a long list of words that are illegal to use. Trump’s friend, Putin most likely has a tablet filled with words his people aren’t allowed to utter in public.
Can we panic now? Or will panic be banned, as well?
Peace, people. Please don’t ban peace.
You stand on the corner of
Climate Change and Rising Seas
In the neighborhood of Zika,
Deep in the heart of
Nuclear Destruction.
Wave to North Korea’s crazy
Dictator across the Ocean of
Despair, one insult away from
Gracing us with a big, bad bomb
And a centuries deep winter.
Curtsy to Putin, our Russian pal,
His KGB ties beside the point.
Stand in bread lines with comrades
All. Take time to learn Cyrillic
Script for future reference.
Stockpile bandages and canned
Goods. Be sure to save the books and
Works of art. Listen, you won’t Remember when the boots come stomping And the knock comes in the night.
Hands splayed over hearts
Allegiances thus promised
In solemn salute
This most sovereign state
Land of the free they once said
But whose are we now?
Where do we protest
When the amendments all fall?
When the brave cower?
Every day brings a new look into this man’s character, or lack thereof. Today Trump ejected a crying baby from a venue. A baby, for heaven’s sake! Aren’t politicians supposed to love babies?
In the spirit of a David Letterman Top Ten routine, let’s break down the top ten actual reasons Trump might have had a baby shown to the exit:
10. The baby’s hands were larger than Trump’s.
9. Putin called and demanded the baby be ejected immediately.
8. Trump was afraid the baby was demanding the release of his tax returns.
7. Baby’s cries of “Waaa! Waaa!” easily mistaken for “Wall! Wall!” and Trump still has no idea how to get one built.
6. Trump had a huuuuge headache and the baby was getting on his last nerve.
5. The baby’s basic understanding of the U.S. Constitution greatly exceeded Trump’s.
4. Because women are having babies and some of them grow up to be murderers, some grow up to be rapists, and some, he assumes grow up to be good people. The odds weren’t in this baby’s favor.
3. The baby appeared to be rigged in favor of the Democrats.
2. Firing the baby wasn’t an option.
And the number one reason Trump had this baby booted from the event:
Baby might have ties to the Muslim Brotherhood.
Praying for Eyebrowz 