Amistice / Decoration / Rememberence / Veteran's Day

The above is, of course, my annual {if a day belated} tribute to all those wonderful Veterans out there, as well as all the ones who have fallen previously.  Frequently thanking the lot of them for their service is a humble gesture on my part, but still well worth the effort.

However, this time around I feel the need to expand my thanks by making a few observations.  For starters, I am desperately heartsick about all the hue-and-cry in the wake of our Presidential election.  The Donald won his post legitimately; The Hildebeast shot herself in the kneecaps, 'cos her insatiable lust for power had blinded her long before she ever threw her hat in the ring.  What's more, Da Hildebeast's Hindenburg impression has also pretty much destroyed the Democratic Party as a whole, at least in terms of unity between all the factions.

It's much the same across the aisle - the Republican "cadre" are going to have to swallow several bitter pills, and take their lumps with whatever grace they can muster, if they want to be able to work amicably with their new Standard-bearer.  In the meantime, we're all going to have to continue putting up with the ridiculous shenanigans the Left are solely responsible for;  the whole BLM/ISIS/MoveOn/Soros/deviant-sex fulcrum.  

I mean, let's be honest here, Cats & Kitties.  The Left has held the penthouse of American political power for the last eight years - why the hell should any type of logical thinker sit idly by, whilst these miserable "not my President" piss-ants run totally amok, just because the Hildebeast got the vicious bitch-slapping her own damn actions ultimately provoked?  What gives them the right to take out their gall and bile on the very rank-and-file constituency that GAVE them the freedom to protest in the first place?  

The mind boggles - and those Flanders poppies might just as well be hawthorn bushes, if the events of the last few days are any indication.  I for one can only hope that the Loyal Opposition will soon spit their thumbs out, and pull on some big-boy/girl pants.  If not, well, I'd strongly suggest that they go most carefully, indeed - the Silent Majority is wide awake, and ravenously hungry for some breakfast.  And as for Cher and all the other celebutards threatening to decamp, if it were solely up to me, I'd gladly buy all and sundry first-class deluxe tickets, provided they changed their ultimate destination from the Moon to the Sun........

More shortly.