Europe again hears the drums of war. ” Bet they didn’t see this one coming?” Putin is now the anointed Baby Joseph Stalin, and Biden behaves much like Franklin Roosevelt.
“The Eastern world, it is explodin’.
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill but not for votin’.
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’?
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’.”
“But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.”
In his hit song back in the sixties, Barry McGuire warns, “we’re on the eve of destruction.” We can imagine he was referring to Vietnam or perhaps the Arab-Israeli conflict in 1968.
Either one, those lyrics are more relevant today than they were 50 years ago. Our American news media, Old Lester Holt, and the other two networks, the young pansexual dude and the snarky woman, are getting a lot of mileage out of the Ukraine war. Wars and conflicts are lotteries for ratings.
Imagine the biggest news story since Watergate, the Clinton organization and her cronies spying on a president, breaks, which the media completely ignores, and then Russia invades Ukraine. What a blessing from below (Hell) for our media and folks in Washington. Again, Biden and the Clinton gang are off the hook, most likely for eternity.
Our young people can be comforted to know that the Kardashians are still in the news throughout this apocalypse.
Notes From The Cactus Patch 
Hmmm Putin or the Kardashians…we are losers either way.
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I see the Federal Election Committee (I think that’s what it’s called) fined the Clinton campaign a few measly thousands of dollars for lying about the ‘Steele Dossier’ — that bitch and her lowlife husband get away with murder — probably literally.
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Still remains one of my all time favorite songs. It used to be on my jogging Walkman song list back in the 80s & 90s. Now it’s on my walking list…jogging is for youngsters.
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A great song. Back in it’s day, we were young, so a second thought was never given. The end of the world..right. It makes more sense these days. Yep, I couldn’t jog 20 feet. I miss my walkman.
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