I’ve been, well, incommunicado — at least as far as my blog is concerned.
On the other hand, did I miss YOU earlier this week at the shriek-at-the-sky anti-Trump event?
Wasn’t that something?
On the first anniversary of Trump’s ascension to the Iron Throne, the nation’s crybabies were encouraged to gather in great numbers across the country and simultaneously shout incoherently at the sky.
Boy, I’ll bet THAT showed Trump a thing or two.
(Actually, it turned out that the event was a poorly-attended bust.)
Anyway, this past year of people bitching about last November’s presidential election has been a pretty good example of ineffective, toothless, time-wasting “protest.”
Sure, the guy in the White House is an egomaniacal dick. But c’mon, admit it. You know deep down in your gut that ANYBODY who thinks they’re smart enough to rule over us has gotta be an egomaniacal dick, right? I don’t care if it’s Donald Trump or Barack Obama or George W. Bush.
Or even Chester A. Arthur. (Who nobody remembers.)
Don’t get me wrong, protest is good. Hell, I’m already gearing up to protest the NEXT guy in the Oval Office.
But the trick is to know which protests are worth pursuing and which are just a waste of your time and effort.
Let’s face it. All that effort screaming at an unresponsive sky would be better spent building a great lifestyle for yourself, onethat’s free of bosses telling you what to do and that brings you a nice, tidy stream of moola.
You can find a blueprint for that plan right here…