There's no faking it.

One might think I’m faking my love for life. Because I’m not hesitant. To express my displeasure. With certain aspects of life. Mainly in the political realm. But truth be told, I get pleasure from my displeasure. It’s very satisfying, for instance, when I become riled. While complaining about the weird antics and insensitive comments and gross incompetence of Donald Trump. Allows me to release stored up verbal venom. Think about it. I have freedom of speech. I don’t have to take guff from anyone.  Yes, another of an infinite number of reasons to be in love. With life. --Jim Broede