Scribblings

Fingernails on a chalkboard

Trump’s voice makes my whole body cringe. I have reached the point where I can’t even listen to new excerpts where they play just a cut from his latest speech or rant. When his voice comes on the radio or TV, I mute it and look away.

Will this campaign season never end. Will we never learn from the Brits how to run a campaign in about six weeks instead of three years of pain, torture and disgust with our political class.

It’s times like these when a dictatorship starts to look pretty good to me except for my fear that my cousin Joe would get the job. No one wants to live like that.