Democrats can’t run a piss-up in a brewery in bumfuck, Iowa to save their lives, not to mention democracy in the Presidential Shitsain’s third-world shithole. And what’s with nine candidates? By now it should be down to no more than four if they want to even take a stab at it. Which it seems like the Democrats are doing, taking a stab at anything in a desperate attempt to appear relevant to one and all.
Good luck with the deplorables. They can forget about them and get on with whatever the hell the Democrats are trying to do.
America is a country that for a hundred years has tried to export force their form of democracy on the world. How’s that workin’ out for ya after three years of the Shitstain? At this rate, in 2020 there will be only another four more years of MAGAjesus to suffer through.
Then Ivanka and Don can take their stab at it. That will be a treat to witness, too.
And I think this pretty much sums up what’s happening in more than a few places around the world, but more specifically, in those United States of America. I found it particularly enlightening once I progressed to The fifth basic law.
Welcome to another four years of the Presidential Shitstain.
When a Russian dictator confesses love for the American madman and Presidential Shitstain, you know the country will be sinking a lot deeper into itself. A tin-pot, shithole country now lies on the border between Canada and Mexico. Who would have known that in the course of three short years, America could descend so thoroughly into such madness, never to recover?
So there is justice after all. Just not the kind most of us invisioned, coming so quickly.
A wooden Jakob Dylan does the interviewing. Some arthritic old dude plays out the end credits. But who cares, really? Laurel Canyon was a great backdrop, and the documentary is a fantastic tribute to a few of the musicians and singers of a bygone era that’s not forgotten yet.
Added bonus: Model Shop plays out in some of the scenes.