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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