Meanwhile Kasich is eating pickles instead of crow ...
... and Chaos rules. I could give you the litany of what ails this country which—for analogy's sake—would read like the text from the bedside medical chart of a terminal cancer patient accompanied by a gaggle of relatives gathered round for final last words. Stick a fork in it Margaret. It's done.
Listen, I don't want to come across as pessimistic. Far from it. I'm totally and completely upbeat at this point! I know that from where I'm at—absolute rock-bottom—that from here on out, it's impossible that it could get any worse. Okay let's face facts.
You don't have to believe me, just go to youtube and rewatch political coverage from 2008 of the "First Back President." The first female president is, as of today, a fait accompli. Now I'm sure all of you know what a dishonest, conniving, murdering, greedy, corrupt, and literally pestilential shrew Hillary Clinton is. However, I ask you: "What difference, at this point, does it make?"
The debates between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump promise to amuse and titillate, in exactly the same fashion as an old-school WWE wrestling match where the bad-guy hits the good-guy with a chair while the clueless referee—AKA mainstream media—is busy chastising an uninvolved on-looker from the audience. All the positive spin for Trump ends today, May 4th, 2016. Mark my words, write them down, highlight, and underline them. You won't see anymore positive press for Donald Trump. I hope I'm wrong. You know I'm not.
So, you might ask, where do we go from here? Well, South America is a possibility. How's your Español?