This barricade is made neither of paving stones, nor of timbers, nor of iron; it is made of two mounds,
a mound of ideas and a mound of sorrows. Here misery encounters the ideal.
Here the day embraces the night, and says: I will die with you and you will be born again with me.
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Got this idea from Frank Figluzzi. Thought it myself when the White House was surrounded with an unscalable fence.
Trump finally got his wall built. And somebody else paid for it, too.
The Constitution – which they claim to revere – has 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue surrounded.
Trump and his gang have gone to the mattresses.
Many with Covid-19. Covid, covid, covid.
Covid.
Will he go quietly?
Who talks him out?
Who is gonna stand up tall and take down this crew of real child traffickers?
Gotta be Uncle Joe. Scrappy yet diplomatic.
With titanium balls and big hands,
Can’t use Barack, that would just send the old orange emperor off the edge.
When do we send in SWAT?
https://www.bedlamfarm.com/2020/11/10/one-mans-truth-how-to-stay-off-trumps-crazy-train/