Head-ON With Roxanne Kincaid

This voter disenfranchisement game the "concerned Democrats" are playing is a Russian Roulette pistol with a bullet in every chamber. 

Some of us have reason to be worried, even if wealthy white men who'll be OK either way DON'T.

MIss one day . .  .

She's baaaaaack!

Missed y'all yesterday.

The hand-wringing, pearl-clutching, and bedwetting continues. If the ForProfit Media drives President Biden from the campaign, it should be treated like the unforgivable sin it is. Understanding Justice Merchan's decision to delay Veneral Vespasian's sentencing.  

The circular firing squad continues to form. 
I hate this ride. 

Disseccting the anatomy of an ageist smear. 

Somewhere in the Great Beyond, Will Rogers is giggling. "I am not a member of an organized political party. I'm a Democrat."

"The times, they are a-terrifyin'," sang some Bob Dylan dude. 

Panic never serves a purpose. 

Breathe. 

Think.

Act.

What.A.Damned.Day. Let's sort out what SCROTUS has done to our republic, shall we?

P.S. The Man Who Looks Like Rancid Hot Dog Water Smells is spending his first night in prison. 

Re-uploading.

Oh, dear. President Biden had a tough night last night and allllllllllllll the pampered babies of the multi-millionaire ForProfit Media had kittens with crocheted tails. Sometimes, especially like night before last, they annoy me past reason.

And thus, we had a nice session, bringing folks in off the ledge. I mean, c'mon, you can only flick so many cigarette butts down on MAGAT hats and still take joy at shooting fish in a barrel. 

We're gonna be OK. And President Biden is OK. And Julius Geezer is the Father Of Lies. Wait. That sounds Biblical.

SCOTUS sux.