Prickly City by Scott Stantis for February 17, 2018

No actual Trump policies, positions, executive orders, threats, legislation, staff, or appointees have been criticized even slightly in this arc.

Who started this anti civility (PC) to begin with? Oh yes, Reich Wingers on down. Only calling insults is for some reason “real” and anything else is “PC” and therefor wrong.

Oh, the time will come up

When the lies will stop

And the sleaze will cease to be sleazin’

Like the stillness in the wind

‘Fore the hurricane begins

The hours when justice comes in

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And the seas will split

And the ship will hit

And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking

Then the tide will sound

And the wind will pound

And the morning will be breaking

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Oh the children will laugh

As they run down the path

And the mothers they’ll be smiling

And ballots in hand

We will proudly stand

The hour that justice comes in

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And the words that are used

For to get truth confused

Will not be understood as they’re spoken

For the chain of lies

Will have busted in the night

And will be buried at the bottom of history

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A song will lift

As our karma shifts

And the truth drifts on to the main

And the sun will respect

Every face the lies wrecked

The hour that justice comes in

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Then the jury will roll

Out a verdict of gold

For our weary hearts to be a-touchin’

And the nation will begin

To be reminded once again

That the whole wide world is watchin’

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Oh, the foes will rise

With the sleep in their eyes

And they’ll jerk from their beds and think they’re dreamin’

But they’ll pinch themselves and squeal

And know that it’s for real

The hour that justice comes in

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Then they’ll raise their hands

Sayin’ we’ll meet all your demands

But we’ll shout from the booth

Your days are numbered

And like the Redcoats of old

They’ll be spurned by the bold

And together, we’ll see them conquered

The racist Republicans went insane as soon as Obama was elected.

Disgusting Putin lover Trump is the end result of the party of “NO!”

Grace and empathy are not dead, merely pushed aside.

“2018 IS ALREADY AWFUL”, pretty much sums it up?

“How bad could it be.” Famous Last Words.

“How bad could it be.” Famous Last Words.

Worse than it is? And let’s hope those aren’t famous last words.