I heard the Democratic convention started. Big, big deal.
Republicrats and Demolicans. I don't really see a whole lot of difference between em. Oh, I know, one party is mostly white, likes their women submissive and their negroes and Mexicans invisible, and isn't satisfied with anything less than total power. But is that really a life-threatening difference?
What I'm getting at is oil is $95 a barrel right now. That's reality. No matter who wins the election, it'll be $100 next year, and the price of fuel will be up along with it. That's reality too.
And no matter who controls the House and Senate next year, the drought is going to get worse...maybe not next year, but the year after, or the one after that. That's reality, because neither party is going to do anything that's necessary to seriously confront climate change. And that's reality.
Also, everyone knows where all that is going -- fewer grain crops, skyrocketing prices, and eventually food shortages. Hey, it's reality.
We're still at war in Petrolistan. Apparently, that's permanent, and that's reality.
And you know, life is precious, but this idea seems to be lost on both our political parties, whose politicians stand gaping like Neanderthals as we rush toward hell in a handbasket, moaning about how it's those other guys' fault. That's reality.
If I didn't know better, I'd say someone is paying our politicians in both parties to act like such impotent morons.
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