Dead air, if you will.
Because they're gonna suck all the life out of us anyways.
You already know I'm not reading or watching the news. I mentioned a few weeks back on my struggle with depression.
These two things are NOT unrelated. Most of it politically derived.
I'm not even somewhat joking about this.
My mental state, such as it is, would never listen to this debate. Me in better head space wouldn't either.
If they must do it, I'm glad it's months away from the election and not weeks away. But the bullshit that is going to be coming from his mouth - yes, you know who - is something I literally (not figuratively guised as literally) could not take.
If he died on live TV, I will regret not having watched. But that's about the only way you'd get me to tune in.
I won't read the news tomorrow either, but avoiding all social media or friends and family texts are difficult, though not undoable.
Song by: George Thorogood & the Destroyers
2 comments:
I don’t have any space left in my pea brain to allow Fatty to put his voice there. Smash him Joe I won’t be watching, you could jump through fiery hoops and The MSM will decide the winner.
Right there with you.
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