Shoes! My shoes! I gotta get my shoes on. The blood was good, real good. But the fist in the air was the telltale sign. Whoa! Who puts a raised fist in the air other than a Black Panther, or Tommie Smith and John Carlos at the 1968 Olympics? And Donald Trump ain’t no Black Panther, much less an athlete of Olympic calibre. More like the blubber on the hook of a whaling ship.
Only J. D. Vance could have come up with such a cockamamie stunt. Guess what! Who gets picked to be Trump’s vice-president? JD himself. Instant payback. How long do you give that bro-duo?
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This is a good place to write about security and law enforcement in US , and their costs. Fed budget, state and local. Do we really need to spend this kind of money. Does anyone care about budget deficits anymore?
