They say that, but MAGAs are cowards at their core. Let’s see if they will actually fire on elected officials who are simply doing their jobs. I doubt they will.

Go to work for ICE, and be the worst worker in the history of America. Then you earned your money gumming up the works of an evil organization, and you can feel good about taking their money to hurt them.

I’ve been self-employed for about 30 years, which puts you rubbing elbows with other self-employed business people.

I have learned that while MOST people want to run a friendly, moral, legal business, and would never cross the line, there are a plenty of amoral businesspeople who don’t have any problems crossing the line.

Furthermore, they are well-aware that many businesspeople won’t cross the line, so that makes their willingness to act illegally or immorally their personal competitive edge, and they absolutely look at it that way.

They watch for decent, moral businesses, and they target them in various ways, either as a competitor, a supplier, a contractor, etc.

That’s not “Passive” income, if you have to attract 50-60 people per day, pretend to interview them, while subliminally encouraging them to use the vending machine. That’s called a full-time job, and probably illegal, too.

And that isn’t $300/day profit, he has to pay for those items in his machine. The profit is probably no more than 50%, so $150/day. For an 8 hour day, that’s $18.75 an hour. That’s a lot of work for not that much money. It certainly isn’t “Passive.”

I found Animals to be the most difficult to get into, but once it clicked, it became one of my favorites. It’s a great album, but The Wall still beats it, in my opinion.

Most people have missed it. I have seen anyone in the media report on this or ask anyone in the administration about it. It should be one of the biggest stories in America.

I’m old, too, and going back and filling in gaps in my music knowledge base, and listening to a lot of stuff I’ve been meaning to for decades.

However, I have also realized that my favorites have solidified, after decades of listening and deciding. Pink Floyd, Beatles, Rolling Stones, Who, Yes, Led Zep, and a few others have fought their way to the front of the pack.

The Wall is not only my favorite Pink Floyd album, it’s my favorite album of all time.

I was a music history major when it came out, and I studied it like it was a Beethoven symphony. I became convinced that it was a 20th century music masterpiece along the lines of Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring, Bartok’s Concerto for Orchestra, Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue or Porgy & Bess, Bernstein’s West Side Story, Rogers & Hammerstein’s South Pacific or Sound of Music, The Beatles Sgt Pepper or Abby Road, etc.

Almost 50 years later, and my opinion still stands.

BTW, Paradoxically, DSOTM is probably the greatest album of all time, from an artistic and influential point of view. I just think The Wall is a masterpiece.

I give it two years, and they’ll be gone.

Some did, but they won by cheating, and we ALL know it.

I’d rather a dead useless martyr, than an active live Nazi.

Invite them all for dinner, and take care of the entire problem at once.

Exactly what I thought. Nobody has made it more possible than the people in this room.

That reminds me, I need to sharpen my guillotine.

It says MS-13.

Pay the lady!

The fact that these liars weren’t struck by lightning while posing for this photo, is proof positive that the God they claim to worship doesn’t exist.

I saw a meme the other day that said “Democrats fighting against Progressives,” and showed the terrifying T Rex from the first Jurassic Park movie.

Then it said " Democrats fighting MAGA policies," and it showed Barney.

If you got a bear terrorizing your neighborhood, you don’t put him in charge of the HOA.

One of my favorites is Stephen Foster’s Hard Times, Come Again No More (1873):

‘Tis the song, the sigh of the weary;

Hard Times, Hard Times, come again no more:

Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;

Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.

While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay

There are frail forms fainting at the door:

Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say –

Oh! Hard times, come again no more.

Let us pause in life’s pleasures and count its many tears

While we all sup sorrow with the poor:

There’s a song that will linger forever in our ears;

Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.

‘Tis the song, the sigh of the weary;

Hard Times, Hard Times, come again no more:

Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;

Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.

There’s a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away

With a worn heart whose better days are o’er:

Though her voice would be merry, ’tis sighing all the day –

Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.

‘Tis the song, the sigh of the weary;

Hard Times, Hard Times, come again no more:

Many days have lingered around my cab in door;

Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.

‘Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,

‘ Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore,

‘ Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave, –

Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.

‘Tis the song, the sigh of the weary;

Hard Times, Hard Times, come again no more:

Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;

Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.