We are ruled, indeed lorded over by the prissiest and most adolescent political class in the history of the world. Perhaps they have all been educated at our androgynous elite universities where everyone is expected to have hurt feelings and throw hissy fits, which of course entitles them to throw the good china at those who gave them the sniffles. Once offended, then all members of the Junior Cheer Team must express their sisterhood and goose step their rage in unison. Boo Hoo! I once dated a gal and if she thought I didn’t like her new shoes, well in her mind, that meant I hated her. And then in return, she needed to hate me. If I said anything nice about her ex-husband, in her mind this meant I hated her and wanted to kill her. For me to be on her team, I had to like everything she liked, and I had to hate whoever she hated. But, I don’t hate anybody! That got me in trouble too, merely by keeping my mouth shut and not bad-mouthing others meant that I was a secret agent for the people she hated. In her mind, we likely met in dark alleys wearing trench coats and sunglasses to discuss why we didn’t like her new shoes. I have a lot of knuckle-headed friends. Sometimes they do stupid or immature things (which is probably why I like them). The crazy girlfriend would dislike them for the one less than perfect thing they said or did, and ignore the other 99 good things they did. The unhinged Left is one big CRAZY GIRLFRIEND. If one doesn’t like their new shoes, then that person is Hitler.
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