There is a cold, cold wind blowing across the Land, this first day of
Winter. It is coming from a distant Land named Washington D.C.. A
Land that, although it is on this North American continent, is in a
world of its own.
As the American working class begins to watch our hard earned dollars
drift upward, and no trickle down comes out of the clouds, Donald
Trump is at his Expensive Golf Course, dancing to the Emperor's Waltz.
Already so impressed with himself...really, Donald Trump looks more
and more like the last US president, and the Empire's first Caesar.
And he's already fiddling with the Law while the nation burns...at
least Southern California.
So welcome America, to the newest and biggest Third World Nation!
Move over Mexico, Uncle Sam will show you how to rule.
But that's enough day dreaming. I need to head out and hunt down a
suitable cave to move into when the Banksters come for our house.
Carl Jarvis
