Ye Olde Blogge

Howdy y’all!


Become a blogger, they said! It’ll be fun, they said! It’ll be easy, they said! You’ll change the world, they said!

Well, son-of-a-gun, here it’s been umpty-dumpty years — either Trump’s America or blogging exists in dog years because it feels like much longer than that — and dagnabit, the world is pert near exactly the same as it was when we begun. Hell fire, I could write the same gottam post every single week and it would match the week’s news. The only change I can find is that the world just keeps getting crazier!

Why oh why won’t my brilliant posts change the world? You know what? I’ve predicted the misery we’re experiencing in close enough terms! I can predict because I know the important psychological findings, I can apply them to current events, and, then, I can interpret those findings in order to predict the future in alarming accuracy!

I know many people have predict the same damn stuff, but diagnosing the Ol’ Pussy Grabber as an unproductive malignant narcissistic personality disorder — which is one of the few to put all three of those together — I could predict the lack of progress that the Ol’ Pussy Grabber would make, his cruelty as borne out in policy, and his complete conflating the good of the country with the good of himself. It was all painfully obvious. So, to listen to reporters, the TV pundits and the Twitter #hashtag resistance make the same mistakes week after week and misinterpretations time after time is just maddening.

Hoping and praying someone some where will read the blog and have the light bulb go off and use psychological findings to our advantage is what keeps me going. But, damn, if it isn’t exhausting.

Keep the faith, y’all! Stay snarky, sarcasticky, and profaney!