I Will Register

This election depends on me.

But it also depends on you.

My most important job this year is to vote. Yours too.

Will you be able to?  Are you registered to vote?  Or will you feel as foolish as Donald Trump’s kids who weren’t registered to vote in the primaries

I’m registered.  I just double checked, because a lot of monkey business has been going on.  I wanted to be sure.

You can register or check to make sure you’re still registered. here:

I WILL VOTE.COM

You can do this from your living room.  Your office.  Your phone while waiting in line at the grocery store.

Do it today.

Vote

Elections Matter.

Don’t let Donald Trump sit in the Oval Office.

It’s Just Not Funny Any More

My sense of humor has gotten me through the most difficult of times.  Illness.  Death.  George W.

It got me through the early days of Donald Trump’s candidacy — because after all his is a walking joke, isn’t he?

Every one of this progressively outrageous actions has left me sputtering.  But I’ve always found a thread, although rarely enough for a blog post lately.

But it’s just not funny any more.

This morning, GOP Candidate for President of the United States called upon Russia to hack Democratic Candidate for President and former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton’s email.  He encouraged them to do so.  He sanctioned a foreign government — one that the United States has had challenging relations with since the Russian Revolution in 1917.

As reported by the New York Times, the man we cannot let become president said:

“Russia, if you’re listening, I hope you’re able to find the 30,000 emails that are missing,” Mr. Trump said, staring directly into the cameras. “I think you will probably be rewarded mightily by our press.”

Elections Matter.  This one more than most.

Volunteer.  Donate.  Convince everyone you know to vote for Hillary Clinton.

This man cannot become our president.

 

 

Wow!

Meme courtesy of CrooksandLiars.com

Sorry Guys

I’m watching Donald Trump’s acceptance speech.  And I’m finding it hard to concentrate. 

All I can focus on is those little fingers. 

It Actually IS a GOP Sh*t Storm

We all knew it would be a shit storm when the GOP got together to nominate Donald Trump in Cleveland.  But even I didn’t think it would actually turn into a a convention hall where folks would be running for the bathrooms instead of the exits.

Apparently, though, they are.  Because the GOP doesn’t just have a shitty candidate, they have norovirus:

The virus can be caught through contact from infected people or surfaces, or through consuming contaminated food or water. Norovirus inflames the stomach, the intestines, or both. Symptoms include stomach pain, nausea, diarrhea and vomiting.  (Washington Post)

 

Of course, their candidate has been producing shit from his mouth and making the rest of the world vomit and crap their pants in fear since he announced he was running last year.  And then again each time he speaks.

But with the norovirus taking hold of the delegates, I’m wondering if Mr. Trump needs a new form of transportation to make sure those delegates fill the convention hall to listen to the crazy line up of misogynists, racists and fear mongers.

Don’t you think that they should be riding in this fine vehicle:

Picture Credit:  Father Kaine’s The Last of the Milleniums.  Where else?  He finds the best things.

Elections matter. 

Register. 

Vote.