Friends down on Maggie’s Farm will appreciate this image…
This week’s announcement by President-elect Donald Trump of his selection of Oklahoma Attorney General Scott Pruitt to head the EPA provided yet another display of exploding heads on the Professional Left.
That Trump should have the temerity to appoint someone who does not believe that we can save the planet by humanely harvesting unicorn horns to power the Prius has many liberals wringing their hands and regretting the whole history of Harry Reid’s nuclear option.
From William Wordsworth’s Ecclesiastical Sonnets
DEPLORABLE his lot who tills the ground,
His whole life long tills it, with heartless toil
Of villain-service, passing with the soil
To each new Master, like a steer or hound,
Or like a rooted tree, or stone earth-bound;
But mark how gladly, through their own domains,
The Monks relax or break these iron chains;
While Mercy, uttering, through their voice, a sound
Echoed in Heaven, cries out, “Ye Chiefs, abate
These legalized oppressions! Man–whose name
And nature God disdained not; Man–whose soul
Christ died for–cannot forfeit his high claim
To live and move exempt from all control
Which fellow-feeling doth not mitigate!”
Donald Trump will be interviewed by golf commentator David Feherty tonight at 9:00 on the Golf Channel. Feherty is, like most everyone in the golf industry, a pretty conservative fellow, so the hour-long program promises to be fair and fun.
The Soros-funded, summer jobs program that is the hashtag Black Lives Matter movement trickled down to Maine yesterday, and despite the 92% humidity, both pathos and irony were thicker than the air.
[After way too long a break from posting, here’s how I feel…]
I sat on the story. Dammit! I had the story. I liked the story, a lot. I outlined it, roughed out a couple potential opening paragraphs. Each could easily be transformed into a transitioning 2nd paragraph, when the time came.