Thursday, August 22, 2019

THE NEW FRONTIER

You might think that after Greenland, the King of the Jews bit, the Second Coming, and the Medal of Honor, I'd have plenty to write about. So much material, how could I resist? But nope, those are matters that others can discuss. Suffice to say that I greeted all the regular backroom boys with a cheery shout of "Greenland", and endeavored to boost their spirits with the prospect of enormous expanses of cheap real estate, suitable for country cottages. And hunting. They seemed a bit glum.

I expansively predicted a great future for America's unemployable soybean farmers and Christians enslaving the natives and exploiting the rich soil of Greenland. Why, it would be America's Belgian Congo! Riches! Cinchona! Rubber! Ivory! La mission civilisatrice! The blessings of capitalism!
Plus stupendous corruption, theft and mismanagement.
Copper mines, and vast coffee plantations.

They were NOT enthused.

Alas.


"President Trump is the greatest President for Jews and for Israel in the history of the world, not just America, he is the best President for Israel in the history of the world, the Jewish people in Israel love him like he’s the King of Israel. They love him like he is the second coming of God."

---Bone Spurs, quoting Wayne Allen Root (a certifiable loony)


Yeah, no, I ain't gonna write about that crap. Anyone who believes that "greatest president second coming" nonsense can go hump a camel.
Not even the back room takes that seriously.

Well, maybe two of them do.

For the first time that I can remember, the Irish outnumbered the Jews, and somehow the conversation turned to alcoholism and senility.
I have no idea how that happened.



Greenland, boys, think of Greenland.




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