Desperate Republicans

Well, the viral infection has moved... I repeat, the viral infection has moved... south.  Initially my Dr had recommended chloroseptic and Tylenol, neither of which did a thing to stop the torrents of mucus raging down my throat.  I ended up doing Mucinex and Ibuprofen.  They worked.  I slept well last night.  A thank you goes out to the Mistress who recommended Gin...  the liquor store was out of Bombay Sapphire, which is why I went with the Meds.  As I started to say, the infection has moved south and located in the general vicinity of my Adam's apple, using my vocal cords as some sort of camouflage.  I sound like a rusty gate when I talk.  When I asked the dogs if they had to "go potty outside," they both gave me a WTF stare.
Oh, and in case you haven't heard, we have a partial government shut down.  I repeat, we have a partial government shut down.  The wall, you know?  Poll after poll, except for those the crazy right-wingers fudge, point out that only 31% of Americans want a border wall.  In case you don't know, that's the total sum of registered Republicans, with about 2% Independent voters added in just for shits and giggles.  The Idiot Jerk is telling a majority of Americans to screw themselves just so he can give his base what their little, racist hearts crave.  This is desperation.  They really need to stop lying to themselves about their own popularity.
I saw where the Taliban is claiming victory of the United States.  Now isn't that a great message to send terrorist groups?
And the stock market dropped a lot last week... the most in 10 years.  The list time this happened the Idiot Bush was president.  Remember, Republicans have always been failures in regard to the economy.  Always.  The Idiot Jerk wants to fire Powell.  The real problem is Powell, it's that the stock market was terribly over inflated... by greed.  We have the cheerleader for American Capitalism in the White House and he's nothing but a turd, spitting out cheap words for greedy people.
Today will be another slow day at the store.  Tomorrow will be slower, and Monday slower still.  I work Monday.  Odds are they will let me go home early.  That's fine with me.