“Nero fiddled while Rome burned.”
The sheep partied on, as the Four Horseman grew nigh!
While the sheep were bleating about things which do not really matter, political correctness, which whore from which wing of the same bird, would be the head hand puppet in the big white Cat house in Sodom and Gomorrah on the Potomac, screaming to take down statues to the last American veterans who died for their freedom, Mother Nature was preparing to cull the herd.
I wonder, when the sheep are pimping their lambs on the street, to get something to eat, if they will still have their heads up their asses, as they do now?
John C Carleton