Can’t think of words foul enough. To describe how I feel
about our political climate. I’d have to
invent new cuss words. That go way beyond existing gross language. Words so
gawd-awful they’ve never been uttered before. By anyone. Even by the foulest of
mouths. I’d have to invent a new swear language. In order to express myself
adequately. Of course, I have other options. Such as surrendering. Giving
up. Distancing myself. From politics.
Completely. Totally. By moving into
another world. Another dimension. Devoid of politics. A place called Paradise. --Jim Broede
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