When I grow up, I want to be Donald Trump—his best and worst parts. Why?
Because he never has to apologize for anything he says. Ever. The person Americans should hold to the highest standard can say or imply whatever he wants without consequence.
Meanwhile, celebrities are expected to be more thoughtful, competent, intelligent, responsible, and accountable for their words.
Isn’t that Butthole Surfer insanity? Americans demand more from their entertainers than from the people shaping their lives via policies. (BTW: I would like a demonstration of butthole surfing, please.)
Speaking of policies—have you read Project 2025? It’s not exactly bedtime reading, but you’ll want to know what’s in it.
What’s suitable for the D
sam
is also for me!
(FYI: I’m a bad ass dancer.)
In Other News
Apparently, Trudeau attended the Taylor Swift concert.
Why do I need to know that?
Seriously, with everything going on in the world, this is news? Unbelievable.
You’re not going to win any PM points from me for being a good dad.
In Better News
Brace yourselves for WWIII.
I’m okay with it—so long as it doesn’t interrupt my chance to hook up with Jesus and maybe even Satan.
Putin, Poutine and Priorities.
Often, I have all kinds of random things on my mind. Lately, I’ve been learning to be more strategic with my content. This might mean posting more often, but I’ll do my best to keep it focused on just a few key topics. Then you won’t have to experience too many of my rando streams at once. Stay tuned, and be prepared when I change my mind.
It’s five o’clock, do you know where your celebrities are? More importantly, do you know where your wild things are?
Tue Nov 26
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