I haven't written anything on my political blog because it's just the same old same old disgust with Donald Trump .... however I’ve grown pissed off enough to explode and it’s time for a ranting post … so get ready.
Dennis Hastert … please GOD let this man burn in hell. He goes around abusing boys for years at the same time he professes to be a Christian, AND holding a very high position in government. He’s a Conservative Republican (what else is new) which is also code for PERV. The Democrats may be horn dogs, but these Republicans all seem to have a serious penchant for little boys and harbor secret and latent homosexual tendencies for which they punish other homosexuals by shaming, judging and hating. Mr. Hastert ... all the homosexuals I know are OUT and NORMAL. You sir, are a sick perv.
You should THANK GOD that I was not the judge in court sentencing you today because if I had been, here is what I would have given you:
NOT 15 MONTHS, but 15 YEARS in a hard core prison making sure you get butt-fucked every day of your natural life until you die. THEN, when you do die, you get to answer to YOUR LORD and explain to him why you thought it was ok to fuck little boys. Good luck with that.
Donald Trump wins big and accuses Hillary of playing the “woman card".
Donald, you do realize that she IS a woman ... she doesn’t need to play that card BECAUSE SHE'S A FEMALE you moronic idiot. And let me thank you in advance because even though I am going to vote for Bernie, with you as the nominee Hillary is a shoe in. I would suggest you purchase lots of Pampers Donald because you're going to need them for your debates with the Secretary because she will eviscerate you on all issues, especially foreign policy. So you better bone up on it, as well as civics and American history. You also might want to prepare for any special "zinger" type comments she may make especially with regard to your record in Vietnam. Or should I say, lack of record. You know about Vietnam don't you? That war from the 1960’s that you got out of serving in because you were a rich boy with a vagina? Yeah. That one.
I also happened to catch your phone call on the Today show today and was impressed with your response as to your plans with regard to foreign policy. I realize you think that your strategy in not telling anyone what your foreign policy is is because you don't want THEM (the bad guys) to know what you're up to is brilliant, but you might want to rethink that. Because as of right now, most thinking people in America realize that YOU HAVE NO FOREIGN POLICY STRATEGY. And Donald ... Tanzania is pronounced TAN-ZA-NEYA not TAN-ZAY-NEEAH. The only "foreign policy" you are familiar with is how to screw immigrants from other countries who are here … illegally of course.
And P.S. Your wife looks like a lizard. I half expect her tongue to come darting out of her mouth any second.
It's a fact that Donald has serious issues with strong women. They scare him and make his wiener shrivel up.
When The Donald was married to Ivana, she was quite the powerful woman herself helping Trump run Trump Tower and serving as an interior design consultant on several of his high-profile projects, including the Trump Tower in New York City and the Trump Plaza Hotel and Casino in Atlantic City. She held executive positions at the Plaza Hotel in New York and Trump's Castle Hotel and Casino for many years as well. Know what he paid her? One dollar and all the dresses she could buy.
John Boehner, the blunt ex-House speaker, left no doubt he's not a fan of fellow Republican Ted Cruz, stating “I have Democrat friends and Republican friends. I get along with almost everyone, but I have never worked with a more miserable son of a bitch in my life,” “Lucifer in the flesh,” Boehner called Cruz on Wednesday during a talk at Stanford University, the student newspaper reported.
I have to say that Boehner surprised me. But more than that is what politics has been reduced to ... this is how people talk in private, not in public. Even though I don't like Cruz, Boehner's comments seemed common. Or as we say in my neighborhood ... ghetto.
So there you have it. It's off my chest and I feel better ... until next time.