Initially, I was going to write a rant about stupid Trump and his prime time State Of The Union collective of words, in which he attempted to coerce Americans that a crisis of heart and soul, the likes of which no one has ever seen before composed of coyotes and gangs was upon us. Women and children will most likely become victims of uncontrolled illegal immigration. Worse, he subjected us to his ugly puss in a slow zoom close up. What the fuck was wrong with his squinty eyes? Uneven Botox® injections? Conjunctivitis is so 1990. And what was up with that insane breathing? If history repeats itself, in the case of Trump “the ignorant redundancy loop”, he was saying something he didn’t want to say. In short, this silly spectacle did not win over new Trump supporters. If he said sensible gun control in place of border wall, he would have. And now we return to The Grown-Ass Man, already in progress.
2018 was a big and busy year. So many things happened, between natural disasters, tumultuous politics, acts of terrorism, celebrity mumbo jumbo, sports phenomena, and feel-good stories, as well as those stories that made us sick with disgust, making us wonder, what the hell? Seriously, what the hell?
I have become invisible to dogs. I think it’s because I’m Korean. I would like to be clear. I am not saying all dogs are racists, though most of them are. Thus the stereotype! Then again, I am not not saying they’re racists.