Good afternoon. On the most favorited 3:56PM out of the City. I am, at least, dryer than I was this morning on the Inbound.
It’s early yet. Caucasian Barack Obama is here, up top. He’s on his iCrackerBot, no doubt revisiting the updated healthcare.gov website. One or two of my conservative friends are wishing for the walls to tumble.
I don’t recall, in recent memory, the doings of a single President were so reviled by the opposition party. Even during the heady days of #43, whom nobody seems to want to talk about anymore, you didn’t have the level of bile and abject hate that I’m seeing from the conservatives. One openly said that Reagan, Romney and McCain weren’t conservative enough. What does it mean to be a Conservative anymore?
Anyway, that’s just not important right now. The compartment is getting more full. A Yeardly Smith looking woman is seated in Dr. J-H’s spot. Dr. Jeckyll-Hyde is seated next to Ms. Smith and is already talking to himself.
His far-right self is surprisingly low key, waiting for the whole deck of cards to fall down on ACA. The center-right part of his psyche isn’t saying anything, lest his best and only friend call him out as a (gasp!) Progressive or (gaspgasp!) RINO. The absolute gall of his far-right personality to call his center personality a RINO!? How could his far-right know what his right was thinking.
Heh. As I was typing, Dr. Jeckyll-Hyde asked to switch places with Yeardly Smith. They (far-right and right) are chatting away now, completely silently. They are in their zone. I can’t make out what is being said. A fellow who looks like Ralph Macchio sat in my line of sight.
A lot of dejected religious-right folk on the train looking morose over the decision by the State Legislature to recognize same-sex marriage. Too bad.
Also here are Clive Owen, Hillary Swank, Benched War Correspondent, and Harvey Keitel. All are armed.
Happy Wednesday. Safe Travels.