GUTLESS GROVELING CONGRESSIONAL TRUMP MAGAS

What a pathetic joke it is to try and baselessly impeach Joe Biden. I hope the sicko fringe Republicans do not proceed, If the DOJ starts digging into the backgrounds of some of the most radical anti-Biden morons they may end up thrown out of office and impeached themselves for good reasons.

Mr. Garbage, speaker of the house Kevin McCarthy a weak, groveling dope  and total Trump loyalist and Jim Jordan, two of the garbage picking Republicans attacking the President and his son both have dirty and immoral backgrounds.

Jim Jordan or Gym as he is sometimes called would not act to help his wrestlers at Ohio State University a few years ago when he coached college wrestling when some wrestlers told him of the perverted sexual actions of Dr. Richard Strauss who acted out sexually with at least six of Jordan's wrestlers. Jordan knew and walked away without opening his disgusting mouth while knowing about the sexual attacks on his wrestlers by Strauss. 

Cowardly Strauss than choose suicide after being sentenced to jail for his despicable and sick perversions. 

As for Speaker McCarthy who heads the impeachment effort he dropped out of the speakers race in 2015 partly because married Mr. McCarthy had an affair with congresswoman Renee Ellmers. Kevin is one of the dumbest and most gutless Trumpers out there who only got his speakership by selling his soul to a bunch of far right goons.

There is  a ton of dirty laundry connected to many other members of congress. much more serious than Hunter Biden who repaid his income tax  and his having a illegal gun. This guy is being hung out to dry by these useless Republicans who cannot even come with charges against Joe Biden, 

Since when are the Republicans so concerned about guns anyway? They do not seem to make any real effort to stop maniacs from legally buying AR-15 assault rifles and other rifles designed as fighting weapons.  In many states as you can buy a long rifle as easily as you can buy a hamburger. One of Hunter Bidens guns might have been sold to him by a place that lobbies and contributes to Jordan and other impeachment supporters. 

But, they protect their assault rifle lobbies who drop money on them to keep the gun sellers in business. And all kinds of people die and the guns keep firing at helpless people with a few notable exceptions who will not sell guns..

Meanwhile, we are getting close to a government shutdown while these goofs in congress fight with each other over nothing making no domestic progress and North Koreas Kim  and Russia's Putin laugh, have lunch and buy and sell weapons. 

All this in large part because of Donald J. Trump, a lying, cheating, sexual criminal who conman who has a strangle hold on the seats of the members of the Republican party.

People. What are we allowing to happen to this country?

TRUMPS SECRET CONFESSION

He quietly dialed the stored numbers of the heads of major US news outlets. 

It was 3am Tuesday in Washington. The same words were said to each startled person with no greetings or apology.

“It's the President.” 

The voice was unmistakable to the thirty people called from the oversized, greasy, black cell phone.

 He ordered each of them to attend an emergency press conference at the White House West Wing at exactly 12pm later that day.  

Each call ended with the words “no questions” and an abrupt hang up. 

He then called key cabinet members and instructed them to come to the noon conference with the stern admonition “no questions”. 

Finally, he called Chief of Staff, Jack King, his oldest, most loyal confidant and only real friend in his 75 years of privileged existence. 

He directed him, without hesitation, to have the outdoor West Wing set up for “a big crowd” of reporters and others that would be attending the “high noon” press conference he had decided on.

“What's going on, Mr. President?” Jack King, excitedly blurted out. 

“I'm done, Jack. I can't take anymore. It's over. The con is folding at noon today.

“All my loyal supporters better get ready to go to jail or to go out looking for real jobs. 

“I've decided to tell the country the truth. The real truth.

From the four hundred million my dad left me, to the deal with Putin to get elected, and everything in between.  

No more bullshit, lies, fantasies, con, or deception about anything.

I'm going straight. 

 “We both know I've been feeding my ignorant base bullshit since I started running in 2015. 

Forty million fools think I am legitimate. 

They live and die by my words. Me! 

The world's biggest fraud. 

The worst student in the class. 

The bottom line is I am physically afraid to be President anymore. 

“When Putin hears my confession, let alone all the others who despise me and want my scalp, I don't know how I will survive?

 “I can't win in 2020, and I'm scared to death of ending up in jail,

 here, or maybe in Moscow after I lose. 

Or worse.”

“Then why are you going to tell the truth now asked the Chief of Staff?”

"Because, I might have the best chance of making a deal that may keep me out of jail and keep me protected by the Secret Service. 

"I'm poison for the country, and it's worth everything to a few honest party leaders to get me out of here. My value is dropping everyday as the roof keeps

caving in. 

“If I wait until after the election, then no one will have any reason to do anything with me. 

“Now, I still have the power of this fake presidency.  

“Maybe, I'll have a pardon party. It will be the hottest ticket the world has ever seen. Only, I don't know if I'll still be able to use the pardon power if I can make deal. 

The other crooks that have been kissing my ass always knew this whole scam was going down. The virus, unemployment, the Putin bounty on dead soldiers... look at the polls.

The game is over, Jack.

 “I intend to leave with dignity, no matter what the price. I hate the truth but I've got to tell it. 

I'm going out like a man.

I hate who I am. 

That changes today.  

 "I'll tell the world the story about the  bullshit border wall, about why I don't have the balls to stand up to Putin, about those pathetic immigrants, about all my bogus deals, crimes, and violations of my oath. 

Everything.   

"I'm also going to release my tax returns and take down a lot of oligarchs.

  "I'm sick of the presidency. It's just a shitty job. This whole country is gonna get the virus and go broke at the same time.

“I'm going to answer every question anyone asks and I'm going to tell the truth if I know how to.”

“What about your close supporters?” said King.

“Those fools always knew they were playing a con game that I was running and the con could fold anytime. 

It did. They are all a bunch of morons for following me. Just like all my old investors who busted out believing me. 

This is all about saving myself and a few of my kids.”

“And your wife, Donald?” asked King. 

 Who's that?

“I'm going to meet with the top Democrats and Republicans in my office after the noon showdown and tell them what it will take for me to resign. I'll shoot for the moon but

 they will know I have no more leverage other then stretching out my resignation. Maybe I can use that? I'm  resigning tomorrow, deal or no deal. 

I'm out."

  But, they may be so hot to get me out of the House quickly, that I might keep my pardon power.  

I'll test the waters as soon as the country comes out of shock tomorrow after my confession.”

“What if no one will play ball?” said King.

“I'm fucked.”

I cannot concentrate..

I want my daddy.”

You're the only person I can trust, Jack. The 

What will I do when I'm out of here without you  protecting me?”

"Pardons for friends if you can, asked Jack?"

“What friends?

All those morons knew what they were doing grabbing onto my ass and getting a free ride. Well, as my dad used to say, “even a train stops.”

“12 noon, just like that great, old movie High Noon, with Gary Cooper and Grace Kelly.”

“The showdown.

 I will finally show the world and myself that I do have balls.

My dad and everyone else will know I'm a brave man. Just like Gary Cooper 

That I'm not a coward.

I don't know if I can do this?”

BOND, JAMES BOND. WHERE DID THAT NAME COME FROM?

The first James Bond movie starring Sean Connery, then an unknown and unlikely actor, was Dr. No and released in 1962.  The first words Sean Connery uttered as Bond was the world famous iconic phrase Bond, James Bond.

People, including myself, have thought that Connery spontaneously changed the script from an unknown name to Bond, James Bond. because it sounded better. 

However, the famous catchy line was supposedly arrived at by Berkely Mather the co-script writer for Dr. No, From Russia With Love and Goldfinger which were the first three Bond movies. Maher was a British script writer. 

There were a total of twenty five Bond movies featuring several Bond characters

EON Productions Limited produced the first movies. Albert R . "Cubby" Broccoli and Herschel Harry Saltzman were partners for the first nine Bond movies. 

Their unfriendly partnership supposedly ended in 1972 by mutual agreement but Broccoli initially would not fulfill  the agreement to sell his shares to Saltzman for about 9 million dollars. The issue was resolved later.

EON Productions Limited and Danjaq LLC was wholly owned and controlled by the Wilson/Broccoli family. Danjaq is the US based company that controlled, along with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios the copyrights to the existing James Bond films and controlled the rights to produce future James Bond films.

Amazon, in 2022 closed an $8.5 billion deal to purchase MGM studios which which gave Amazon control of famous movie franchises like James Bond and Rocky.

Barbara Broccoli, Cubby's daughter was involved with Bonds movies and now has an estate estimated to be $400 million as of 2022.

There are plans for additional releases of most Bond movies on Prime Video and they will be stream able.  Bond was scheduled to leave Prime in 2022.

Do not worry. Bond will always be out there.

75 YEAR OLD WRITER TO NEW BEST SELLING AUTHOR

I am just another guy sitting in my kitchen chair trying to figure out how to become a successful author. I just read David Baldacci's autobiography who is the best selling author and he made writing seem so easy. He made it sound like just telling an interesting story to a friend was the trick.

I am a 75 year old male who is retired and disinterested in almost everything I have been doing lately besides talking to my family of kids and grandkids. Writing seems like the one way I can justify an admittedly indulged existence only because of the good fortune of a well endowed family and some lucky business success.
Otherwise, I feel very empty sitting out here in Florida far away from my roots in Chicago.

I never saw the point in going to school so I en1ded up graduating last in my class in both grade school and high school then got kicked out of 3 colleges and inducted into the army at the height of the Vietnam war. Being scared to death of actually being sent to fight I fooled the shrink at the induction center with an academy award performance of a neurotic, disturbed, terrified, bullied kid who said he could not urinate with other people around.

I did the whole interview head down and hardly ever looking up at the army shrink and  speaking creepy softly.. He bought my crazy act even though he still had me come back 3 months later. I  came back and performed the same act of being a man that was  potential total liability to the army. I was permanently rejected.
I headed straight to the local pool room where my friends were waiting for my results. I took them all out to dinner and we  got drunk to celebrate my good fortune not  to be drafted. My friends  were mostly nice boys who got deferments because they were in college studying to be doctors and lawyers. 

That was back in 1969.

In the ensuing years I have been the same lucky dope that I always was from grade school on.

I gambled, smoked dope, did a lot of coke and chased women all this time. I did get married to a wonderful woman and that union lasted from 1975 to 1989 although we were pretty done after 1982.

In fact, I just had a reunion with some guys I have been friends with for 69 years who are all friends from the old neighborhood who started school with me in 1953. 
It was great.

FOOTBALL ORGY BEGINS

Another season of not watching football  for me is here. I have not watched a televised football game for more than 5 minutes since I stopped gambling on football and everything else 14 years ago. 

It is so satisfying to not care about which team beats which team the entire season. Good for all the football freaks out there that the now get an unlimited new supply of football to love and cherish.

I would rather be playing pickleball, reading, working out, playing golf or doing any worthwhile task rather than living or dying by which team wins a football game. 

I know I’m in a small minority of people especially in recent years as football  popularity has blown up to monstrous proportions. 

So what? Who cares? 

Figure out those spreads. 

You’ll do great this season lol.