Flaming pants.

Boils down to this. I refuse to believe bold-faced pathological liars. I will not be duped. If others choose to be duped, god bless 'em. No politician (and especially Trump) deserves to be treated like a Messiah.   Whatever happened to the truth? Time to call a liar a liar. I want to live in a truthful world. I will settle for nothing less. I am a truth-seeker. Always have been. Always will. Even if it hurts. I will die. Defending my truth. Give me truth. Or give me death.  So many of us would rather live by lies. Rather than die in defense of the truth. That's the shameful state we have come to. Living a life of lies. We tolerate the lies. We embrace the lies. We believe the lies.  I refuse to join the parade of liars. I will march on my own, if necessary. Yes, liars, liars. Your pants are on fire. That's what every liar deserves. Flaming pants. --Jim Broede