Mea Culpa.

I know that it’s been a while, and I apologize for my extended absence.

My explanation for it is that I knew that IF I were to dive into writing and posting in response to every anti-American, anti-Constitutional, anti-rule of law, anti-democratic thing that the still illegitimate POTUS Donald J. Trump - or his highly-placed, incompetent, morally-bankrupt minions and sycophants - said or did, THEN,  I would, undoubtedly, spend my every waking moment (and then some) tirelessly doing so. Which would’ve eventually lead to me losing my beloved, extraordinarily-creative mind, to my starving to death mid-keystroke, or both.

So, here goes… something (drumroll 🥁, please)… 

I cannot look at or listen to Trump’s corrupt, Deputy AG Todd Blanche, without fighting back a powerful urge to projectile vomit… 

Preferably and ideally onto Todd Blanche, himself, at the exact moment when he is standing before the cameras and smugly continuing to disrespect and lie to all of the Epstein survivors and to all of us, while he, simultaneously, continues to permanently stain and dishonor the once well-respected Department of Justice, whose career prosecutors were known for going after the “worst of the worst”, and who enjoyed a virtually flawless conviction record.*

(*Unless, the “worst of the worst“ happens to be extremely wealthy, Epstein class, (mostly) white (mostly) men who are heads of industry, members of royalty, hold various titles and/or occupy positions of power from around the world, and/or who are “friends”/enablers of the still-illegitimate POTUS Donald J. Trump, and who sponsor, participate in, and/or protect from accountability, the global exploitation of- and sexual abuse of children - with impunity, and/or who knowingly and voluntarily do business with such universally-detestable and abhorrent individuals.