In the Ukraine

It's Saturday morning and I'm sitting here writing this and eating my breakfast.  For those interested, my breakfast is always the same thing:  oatmeal.  Not plain and simple, mind you.  I include a tablespoon each of:  almonds, walnuts, unsalted sunflower seeds, dried cherries, and chunky peanut butter.  What can I say?  Basically it's fruit and nuts.  This is me.
Oh, and coffee.  I make a pot of 6 cups which ends up being 3 large mugs.  There are those who can only drink decaffeinated... I feel so sorry for them.  They get jittery.  I remember a long time ago, when my sister was around 12, my Mom let her drink coffee... on occasion.  This is because my sister, rather then get jittery, would end up dusting everything in the house... without being told.  I can also remember a time when drinking coffee in the evening guaranteed a few sleepless hours.  Those days are gone.  Now I can drink a pot and go right to bed with my only concern being how many times I'd need to get up to pee.
I see where there a whistle-blower issue with the Idiot Jerk.  No one knows exactly what the scumbag did, though allegations are beginning to surface.  Something to do with the Ukrainian Prime Minister and a politically motivated request for dirt.  Oh, and Rudy Giuliani, who's substrata of intelligence is evidently shifting again was the contact person.  You'd think the Idiot Jerk would know that Rudy's little gray cells are all flippy-floppy.  Of course, we also have to remember the Idiot Jerk loves his liars.
Am I like the only one who's noticed that the Phony Humans, the Republican Party, no longer sing their praises of Family Values?  It's kind of difficult with the Moral Degenerate in the White House.  They will get worse, you know?  They have that craven need for power.  Shut them up and shut them down.  That's the only way.
Now, if you'll excuse, I've got 180 pounds of dogs needing to be taken for a walk.