Trying to reach the level of shit stain.
Even failing at that.
EMIL CIORAN
In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.
Sunday:
I voted for Trump because he means what he says and says what he means.
Monday:
Send them back. Praise Jesus. 51st State, fuck yeah.
Tuesday:
He'll never do that, you libtard. He just said it to piss off the Dems.
Wednesday:
Fake news. Fake news. He's saving America. Elon's saving America. 51st State, fuck yeah.
Thursday:
Oh wait. My 200-year-old family farm will go bankrupt if he really does this tariff thing or USAID thing.
Friday:
Oh shit. Medicare pays for my wife's cancer treatment and my mom's nursing home. They'll die without it.
Saturday:
Please pray for us.
Sunday:
Here's the link to my GoFundMe.
CICERO
A nation can survive its fools, and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and he carries his banners openly.
The traitor moves among those within the gate freely, his sly whispers rustling through all the galleys, heard in the very hall of government itself. For the traitor appears not a traitor — he speaks in the accents familiar to his victims, and wears their face and their garment, and he appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men.
He rots the soul of a nation - he works secretly and unknown to undermine the pillars of a city — he infects the body politic so that it can no longer resist. A murderer is less to be feared.