When you hit middle age you really only have two choices: you can get fat and lazy until you roll over and die, or you can can get off your ass and do something, like maybe ride a bike.
Bluntness
I've also been told I have little tact, so if this offends you simply ride on.
So, when I started seeing bits and pieces of Little Tony Scarmucci's conversation with the New Yorker yesterday, I had to sit myself down and have a good laugh. Mastercard used to run commercials on TV in which someone either had a dream fulfilled or a gift beyond belief and they always defined the moment as "Priceless." Reading how Steve Bannon was more interested in "sucking his own cock?" That was a Mastercard moment! Priceless! And, of course, now we know Little Tony has a dirty mouth. He's PMT (Potty mouth Tony). You can bet your bottom dollar that everybody in the Idiot's administration talks like Little Tony when they're in private. Not that other Presidents and those in their administrations didn't swear, and curse, and demean with vulgarities. Little Tony, however, has publicly taken it to a higher level, and I have a sneaking suspicion he has not stopped his upward trend...actually, I guess I mean downward spiral. He has not reached some high and mighty plateau as much as he fallen into a deep, deep hole in the ground.
And, of course, the GOP healthcare nightmare got flushed.... again. Thank you John McCain. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't vote for the discussion just to stick his middle finger in the Idiot's face. I'm sure he knows what kind of evil is retching around in the oval office.
Last evening I posted a comment about the Boy Scouts apologizing for the Idiot on Facebook and a Navy friend of mine, one of the shrinking numbers of Idiot Supporters, noted that the kids were having fun. And I replied, "of course they looked like they were having fun, there was a clown on the stage." I then went on to remind him that not all clowns are nice and that some clowns are downright evil.
I don't think he'll understand. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he, himself, doesn't like to eat little children. I'm sure Little Tony does, in between vulgarities.
Yesterday was a big day for me, I paid off my Discover Card. Why was this a big day? Because I truly despise this credit card and the company which runs it. About three years ago I received my monthly statement and, to my chagrin, found a late charge which was odd since the card was always paid on the same day of every month. When I call them up to question the charge, I was told my due date had been changed, it had been moved up, enabling Discover to collect 13 monthly payments from me that year. Complaining works, the customer service rep removed the late fee and reverted my account to the original due date. Everything was hunky dory until about a year ago when my interest rate went up not because I was a bad risk, or had missed payments, but because Discover card was allowed to charge me more. So, I closed the account. The reaction from Discover? Talk about a frigid bitch on the end of the line, she went into robot mode as soon as she learned my intentions.
Discover credit card pigs
You see the problem is Discover, like all credit card companies whether they be Visa, Mastercard, or American Express, are in the credit business to make a profit. My interest charge went from 15.5% to 18.8% and that increase made me furious because my credit rating is excellent. That's a hell of a chunk of change so I said "no" to Discover (actually, I told them to screw themselves). There is no such thing as inexpensive credit anymore. Too many Americans are greedy. Since they think they "need it" now, they have no problem buying that 56" 3D Flat Screen TV for as much as 26% interest on their credit card. They don't do the math. They don't understand that for every $500 on their card they're paying approximately $130 a year in interest. In spite of all their catchy commercials, credit card companies offer no deal to the American consumer.
