Biden for President was barely worth voting for, and definitely not worth bleeding for, or even getting het up and driving to Maricopa for.

He has the upper hand and my wish for him is that he and his less casual supporters find their spines as their crazy opponent flails about in savage bestial fury.

If they do, there’s still a fading pulse of hope that ‘Stimulus’ will occur at long length, and even that the peddled pelosian bullshit about retroactivity of benefits will emerge.

I can’t afford to hold my breath any longer, and I’m in better shape than a lot of my fellows in the strangling working class. I’m nauseated by this precious talk of democracy prevailing, because this has not been a democracy for some time, and the capitalist system has failed the people brutally.

They squabble among themselves about who will hold the reins.

The cart is going nowhere and the horse is visibly dying and their thugs keep pumping bullets into the black parts of its matted coat. The children’s cages stay locked, and whoever ends up with the keys to them, there will be no happy ending to their fairy tale.