Monday, February 23, 2015
A taste of their own putrid medicine.
Unfortunately, when I take on politicians. I'm forced to descend. Into
the gutter. Because that's where most politicians reside. Especially the
ones I want to fight. So I resort to gutter tactics. I counter gutter
politics with gutter language. With insults. Of course, I don't
particularly like the dirt and grime in the gutter environment. When I'm
in Rome, I do as the Romans. Which doesn't bother me. Because the
Romans are mostly nice people. And when I'm in the gutter, I start
acting like the gutter dwellers. Yes, that's shameful. Doesn't make me
proud. But that's the way it is. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a fair fight.
I force the politicians to taste their own putrid medicine. --Jim
Broede
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