
There is only so much time you can spend making fun of Tronald Dump and Cred Tuz… Only so many “Ted Cruz is a lizard-man” jokes can be made before they are no longer funny. But it is never going to be less important during an election season than it is now.
Lizard-man Cruz is a religious-fanatic-poser who will lead us further into the realms of oligarchy and fascism. We see him constantly in the Republican Presidential debates using lizard tricks to get any advantage he can get. Telling Ben Carson supporters that Ben the Sleepy Dwarf was leaving the race and his supporters should vote for Cruz, the next best choice. Of course, Carson was still in the race. And all we got from the Cruz campaign was a big old “oopsie”. Those of us dedicated to making fun of Senator Cruz, especially those of us in Texas who have to take the blame for him, are trying our hardest to expose what he is to everyone who listens to us, and it isn’t working very well. Cruz, as sleazy and reviled as he is, still seems to get what he wants… at least preventing others from having what he doesn’t want us to have.
Here’s a lovely video of Ted Cruz from Bad Lip Reading on YouTube;
I have to admit that I had to watch this three times to figure out that they were matching words to his lips rather than just showing us stupid crap that Ted actually says. I mean, he really does talk and act like this. How was I supposed to know it was mere satire?

And as bad as Ted Cruz would be as a choice for President, Donald Trump would be far worse. The irrational humanoid orangutan is using the same sort of fear tactics that Herr Adolf used to rise in Germany in the 1930’s. He uses Mexicans and Muslims as whipping people instead of Jews, but he is similar in almost every tactic. In fact, I believe that Herr Hitler would have his own reality TV show if he lived in New York City in this day and age. He would definitely relish firing people on television, especially using real fire. This man is leading all the Republican candidates in the polls. He is even capable of beating Hillary Clinton due to her Benghazi-and-email tarnished reputation. We may soon be required to salute and shout “heil Donald!” in this country.
Any of the Republican candidates would be better than these two I have concentrated my ridicule upon, yet any of them would be a disaster. Kasich and Rubio are the most moderate and least-likely-to-destroy-all-life-on-earth. But Kasich wants to slaughter public education, and Rubio is actually an enemy to immigration reform, not an advocate. They are no bed of roses either. Bed of thorns maybe, but not sweet-smelling like roses.

A fairly accurate portrait of what Marco Rubio sees when he looks in a mirror.
So now I have used my 500 words to elucidate and lament the evils of politics as they have played out in this election year so far. I hope you will laugh with me at the ridiculousness of booger-eaters like Cruz and monkey-men like Trump. But I also hope you will take this humor at least a little bit seriously.


























The Cowboy Code
When I was a boy playing cowboys and Indians with cap pistols and rubber tomahawks, we all knew that cowboys had a code. The guy in the white hat always shoots straight. He knows right from wrong. He only shoots the bad guy. He even shoots the gun out of the bad guy’s hand if he can. Westerns are about right and wrong, good and bad, and the unyieldingly good knights of plains.
And boys believe what they see on TV and in the movie theaters. People who make television shows never lie, do they? In fact, Wyatt Earp was based on a real guy who really lived and really shot the bad guys at the gosh-darn real OK Corral.
Daniel Boone was a real guy too. He faced the opening up of new lands full of deadly dangers. And when Fess Parker played him in 1964, wearing Davy Crockett’s coonskin hat, he walked the earth like a guardian angel, making everyone safe by the end of the episode. He even knew which Indians were good and which were bad. Mingo was always on Daniel’s side. And when they spoke to each other about the dangers they faced, it was never about killing the people they feared. It was about doing what is was right, about helping the community at Boonesboro to survive. Being encouraging… looking forward to a more settled future created by following the cowboy frontier code.
So, I am left wondering what ever happened to the cowboy code? I listen to Republican presidential candidates talking about dipping bullets in pig’s blood to kill Muslims, and building walls against Mexican immigrants, and why our right to carry assault rifles is sacred, and I wonder what happened. Didn’t they experience the same education from the television versions of the Great American Mythology? Didn’t they learn the code too?
I am old enough now to know that cap guns are not real guns and you cannot solve problems by shooting somebody. But that was never the point of the cowboy code. We need straight-shooters again in our lives, not to shoot people, but to tell the unvarnished truth. We need wise people who can tell who are the good Indians and who are the bad We need them to shoot the weapons out of the bad guys’ hands. And I know that’s asking for leaders to be larger than life and be more perfect than a man can actually be. But Daniel Boone was a real man. Myths and legends start with a fundamental truth.
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