I Hate Donald Stump and one more person!

I'm not going to lie to you.  I hate Donald Stump! 

Why?

I was a boy scout.  Stump is anti all we were taught - a scout is brave, clean and reverent. 

Stump is afraid of birds (see the Youtube video where a little winger flaps at him and he freaks out!)

Stump doesn't look clean.  He looks like he sweats a lot because he's always dressed in bulky suits so that the public cannot see his porky-ness.  

And reverent?  No sir. No M'am.  His private vocabulary is like a cheap salad where the lettuce is profanity and abundant and the respectful and polite terms are the 'cukes' and the olives, which if you're lucky you'll find one or  two hidden under a massive wing of slimy brownish lettuce.    

I hate Stump - and yes I do believe he's as dumb as a stump. But it's not political.  I don't hate republicans and I don't hate Democrats - except for Sen (ator) orita Elizabeth Squarren.

She's a fake "indian" who gives  you nothing!  At least the wooden 'Indians' in front of stores used to sell you cigars for only five cents.  Elizabeth Squarren couldn't sell you anything because she has no cents, except for her 'nonsense'.

She claims Native American ancestry and that is an honor I would be proud to claim - but I can't because my ancestors were not Native American. 

Squarren, with absolutely no proof used fake ancestry to get favors, scholarships, and only the Lord knows what else.

Now Squarren has been challenged to take a DNA test to prove her absurd claims of Native Americancy.  BTW look at the frail old thing.  She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni and paler than a sheet of paper.  She's so light a 'Paleface' would call her 'Whitey'.

Has Squarren accepted the challenge and agreed to take the test?  You bet your sweet bippy she hasn't!  This Bittery Dottery old fossil claims to be a woman of color!  She also says "I know who I am and no one is going to take that away from me"  (unless she submits to the DNA test that is.)

I hate Stump!  I hate Squarren too.  But if I had to measure the depth of my enmity I think I have more dislike for the fake 'indian' than the stout blowhard.

Squarren is smelly and ersatz.  I find nothing returnable about her.  If she were an empty bottle of Dr. Pepper, ol' Sam down at the General Store wouldn't even give me two cents for her.

But Stump at least seems to have a sense of humor and I'm pretty sure that if I met with him privately he would admit to me that he's nothing but a snake oil salesman - but a good one.  

For me that is a little bit of a redeeming quality.

Now that I have insulted the unpopularly elected sitting President of the United States and Squarren, who is a Senator from the "Common-not wealthy" of Massachusetts, I will sit at my computer and await cyber or physical attacks from the FBI, Squarren's flock and Lord knows who else.

Come get me Squarren.  Lock me up Stump.  Execute me Stump, like you want to execute drug dealers. 

We all know that executing drug dealers will solve the Opie-oid problem.  Course prescriptions and legalizations might work too, but that's grist for a different mill and another day.  

Come get me.  I won't be hiding.  I'll be in Cape Cod or Florida.  Just shoot me an email and tell me where you want me to be and I'll stand up like a tin duck in a shooting gallery.  

Signed, 

your enemy

Bill Russo - Cape Cod and Florida

Just so you don't hit the wrong old guy here's an image of me....I'm coming up on 75 and you can find me most days in the yard with a rake, a mower, or a shovel. 

I Saw America by Train

I saw America by train

from the Rocky coast of Maine

to the vast Texas plain

I saw America by train 

Boarding at South Station 

in New England at Boston

over the tracks we were racing

to the Texas Eagle at Austin

Through piney woods and trails

beyond the Alamo and Dallas

we flew along speedy rails

to the end of the run at Los Angeles

You can still see America by train

though Congress hates the track

and tries to flush it down the drain

lowly Amtrak keeps fighting back.