Clean-up in Aisle 27!

Or something to that effect.  I’m not sure why “Attention K-Mart shoppers” has been stuck in my head since yesterday, but it has, and there you go.    All I can hear is a loudspeaker, blaring in the background, repeating over and over “Attention K-Mart shoppers, blue-light special in Aisle 3, Attention K-Mart shoppers…”  And so on and so on and so on.

The beauty of earworms, eh?

It all started when I listened to just a snippet of The Donald addressing his supporters after his Nevada caucus win the other night.

“…We won the poorly educated.  (pause)  I love the poorly educated.”  The Donald (in his speech)

I had to turn off the radio at that point.  I could not listen to another word.  And then I started thinking about his words.  And what he meant by them.

He won with the “poorly educated.”  And he loves them.

And bless their sweet little hearts, but they think that is a compliment?  “They” being whomever “they” are.

Are people so blinded by this megalomaniac with the bad hair and a wife who cannot speak proper English (but insists she “followed the law as immigrant”) that they cannot see this as the insult it is????

The Donald loves him some ignorance.  Because basically the man said he loves ignorant people.  Poorly educated?

That is NOT a compliment.  He is NOT your friend people.

I so wish we could create a big clean-up in Aisle 27–mop up The Donald and his bombastic, hate-filled, ignorant (yup, he’s as ignorant as they come), racist, xenophobic, megalomaniacal rhetoric and toss him in the trash bin.

The sorriest piece of news from yesterday was that he has now garnered two Congressional endorsements.  And those two idjits are boasting about how they’ve been getting high-fives and fist-bumps in the Capitol as to what they did.

Mm-hmmm.  Ok.  Well, there you go.  And there goes this great nation.  The blood, sweat and tears shed by our Founding Fathers all for naught as the majority of Republican voters want to elect a person who says he would punch a protestor in the face, force Mexico to pay for a wall and then somehow make (MAKE) China behave.

The stupidity is stupendous.

And in other news, we still have A LOT of snow.  A LOT.  Which makes the dear husband not so happy, but makes the little one and me VERY happy.  We think it is so pretty.  And I personally hope for a long, slow thaw as the water will then be conserved and the danger of forest fires is mitigated just the tiniest bit here.

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Cool icicles, eh?  And that “tree” on the back patio?  Branches from the yyyuuuuugge Christmas tree that were cut off to make it fit the living room (yes, I did it again).  Anyway, before I could get to using them, it started snowing, and didn’t stop.  What can I say?

Cheers!  And Blessings be.

(And, the PSA for today, don’t be fooled by people who tell you they love the poorly educated.)

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!
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