Having a Brawl
Over the Wall
Donald cries foul whenever anyone opposes granting him the needed funding to help him finish his Cam Pain Promised Wall. The list of those “anyone’s” keeps growing, as most rationale and intelligent individuals, on either side of the aisle (or the fence), realize that his doomed request will end up as an abject failure.
Unless.
A Change Is Afoot
He is taking the wrong approach and is thinking too big. Those Central Americans — mainly young mothers — are attempting to escape from their own lands that are saturated with poverty, violence, hopelessness, gangs, and an inevitably horrid future for their young children.
Between he and his inept advisors playing games at Mar-A-Lago, Donald hasn’t given much thought to scale down the height, density or weight of his irrationally promised wall. If he looked at his own facts, he would discover that the mothers bringing their children are relatively short, matching the shortness of Donald’s thinking.
While the average height of American women is 5’4”, the average for Guatemalan women is 4’10”, 4’11 ½” for Peruvian women, 5’0” for Honduran women, 5’1/2” for Nicaraguan women, and 5’2 1/2 “ for Mexican women.
Cut the Height
Shave the Price
The March of Nines
Franklin Delano Roosevelt, best noted for issuing Executive Order 9066 on February 19, 1942, which enabled the forced incarceration of 120,000 Japanese Americans living in the West, to be resettled in ten barren camps. This was ostensibly done to insure that they would do no harm to our country, and not aid their “brothers and sisters” from Japan in destroying American cities, towns, farms, and soon-to-be-built casinos.
Sadly, two-thirds of these Japanese-Americans sent to camp, were already American citizens, and during the entire episode until the war officially ended in 1945, there were no instances to disloyalty, except by the U.S. Government.
What’s $5.6 Billion
Among Loyal Friends?
If Trump were smart, he could easily raise the needed wall monies, and not have to do so by declaring a “national emergency.” The only foreseeable national emergency is the continuation of Donald as our leader through a second term, or even as President for the rest of his current term.
Today, for only $225, a Burma Shave aficionado can purchase one hand-painted, wooden sign that’s 17” x 40” x 6” tall. For less than $5.6 billion, the USA could ward off the not-too-tall invaders from the south with Burma Shave signs.
Once these signs are strategically planted, the combined total of 337,806 GOP voters in Wyoming and Alaska, should feel reassured that no Guatemalan infiltrators will invade their hamlets and do dastardly deeds, especially to their livestock during breeding seasons.
If you are even the least bit stressed about what's occurring in the world today, or any day, take a little time and try these easy THE OY WAY exercises, and relax: https://www.youtube.com/user/TheOyWay
To devour other recent blogs, click on the Blog Archive links on the upper left corner of this page, especially February 2019. Have been inundated by calls from people with Indian accents, and not from the Pine Ridge Reservation or from any Navahos.
Today I received a call from myself from "Matt" with an Asian Indian accent, and I asked him if his real name was Rajul, Kumar, Vaani, or Fazar. He insisted that it was "Matt," and he asked me if I was Indian. I said yes, but from the Chippewa Tribe in Michigan, and my name was Alcindor, which meant "Not As Tall as Jabbar."
Beware of Indians with accents; just hang up before they try and scam you.
If you are even the least bit stressed about what's occurring in the world today, or any day, take a little time and try these easy THE OY WAY exercises, and relax:
To devour other recent blogs, click on the Blog Archive links on the upper left corner of this page, especially February 2019. Have been inundated by calls from people with Indian accents, and not from the Pine Ridge Reservation or from any Navahos.
Today I received a call from myself from "Matt" with an Asian Indian accent, and I asked him if his real name was Rajul, Kumar, Vaani, or Fazar. He insisted that it was "Matt," and he asked me if I was Indian. I said yes, but from the Chippewa Tribe in Michigan, and my name was Alcindor, which meant "Not As Tall as Jabbar."
Beware of Indians with accents; just hang up before they try and scam you.
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