I am beyond frustrated and am just cranky tonight!
I wanted to write a long post this evening about the visit to the Barnes Foundation that Bonaparte and I made on Saturday. But I’m spent. My apologies.
I’ve been asking myself this question since the non-debate, debate ended! Why didn’t the candidates talk policy? Why was Trump sniffling like a dripping faucet? Why was Hillary so vulnerable? Why was Trump allowed to stand over Clinton like a sick, depraved stalker?
The debate did me in. I stayed up late to hear the news teams and their reactions. Debating has now reached a new low. And I’m so tired tonight. I need to double up on my beauty sleep!
I need to pray to my buddy, Hipster Jesus, the original Liberal who spoke of love and kindness. There sure as shit wasn’t any love or kindness last night!
So, goodnight, bonne nuit, and sweet dreams. I’m taking my bra off and getting into my jammies. The makeup is off and I’m going to dream of a perfect world!
I think we all need to dream tonight about what a wonderful world we could have if there was no hatred or bigotry or racism or ageism. Love to you all!!
