Into the Streets...Again

It doesn’t look great for Slow Joe Biden, belatedly rising from his basement while the Orange Malignancy takes its white nationalist hate show on the road.

Donald Trump is in fighting shape, throwing out one fascistic jab and neo-McCarthyite hook after another. The Orange Menace looks cocky. He’s relishing the fight. He’s mangling truth and distorting reality with reckless abandon. He’s ready to rumble.

He’s calling Biden names like a towel-snapping locker-room bully boy. “He doesn’t know what day it is,” Trump says. “He doesn’t know what state he’s in,” Trump snorts, planting another towel snap on Biden’s basement-softened buttocks. Take that, “Sleepy Joe,” you “Trojan Horse of Socialism.”

Trump knows what he’s doing and where he is. This is what he’s about. This is where he excels.--PS


Street implores us to play the game...then get the fuck out, and into the streets.  As usual, he makes good sense.

This time you should vote the "lesser-of-two-evils," obviously.  Cast aside one stooge, then go after the corporate clown in time.


TS