
The Pumpkinhead is now President again. He made all three of my children no longer citizens of the US via Executive Order even though their mother had a green card when she gave birth to all three. He pardoned violent insurrectionists and let them out of prison, even the most violent ones who maimed and killed police officers. 1,500 of them. He accused Biden of destroying the US economy as Biden politely sat there and watched. We now have a convicted felon as our new Pumpkinhead President, a more spoiled and rotten version of the one we barely survived four years ago.

My life will end before his life does, I have no doubt. And I don’t believe there is a Hell where Ronald Reagan and Richard Nixon in their boiling stewpots watch the Pumpkinhead destroy the whole world, dreading the day when their lofty records of evil will be topped. Andrew Jackson anticipates endless duels to find out who is more violent. Warren Harding quakes in, knowing he will no longer be the first on the list of presidential criminal corruption.
Now that it is no longer in question that we are all going to be killed by rampant climate catastrophes unleashed by the Pumpkinhead, it will no longer be necessary to hold back. My conservative friends from high school who voted for the monkey-other firetrucker (minus certain key letters) can be however insulted by my invective and criticism as they like, They literally gave him back the power to hasten the end of life on Earth.
The worst I can do to the corrupted MAGA maggots is write a post like this. Limited compensation for all I will be losing at best. But there is no longer a reason to be polite. They did worse to me in comments on Facebook and to my face in person. So, the imbalance to the politeness scales is not my fault.




