Not Tired of Winning Yet XIII
The Hill reports
Corporation for Public Broadcasting would be privatized, while the National Endowment for the Arts and National Endowment for the Humanities would be eliminated entirely.
My comment: never have I heard such good news.
As a man who worked, not for one bankrupt news organization, but for two, the knowledge that part of my meager paycheck went to fund my competators, and to spread lies and propoganda, was a thorn in my eye for all the years of my adult life.
Add to this that Big Bird and all his horrid crew will now have to beg for money from corporate sponsers, or even (gasp!) work for his goshdarned pay like an honest avian.
Add to this that so-called works of art like Piss Christ will not be paid for by money that would otherwise go to pay for bread to feed my children, so that the blasphemous enemy of muse and man alike who calls himself an artist will also be thrown into the marketplace to earn his keep or to starve. (Judging from the alleged quality of the alleged work, my money is on starve.)
What else?
The departments of Commerce and Energy would see major reductions in funding, with programs under their jurisdiction either being eliminated or transferred to other agencies. The departments of Transportation, Justice and State would see significant cuts and program eliminations.
Since, to the best of anyone’s knowledge, none of the departments of Commerce, Energy, and Transportation have ever added an iota of happiness to any human life, have unloaded buckets of misery by acting as leg-irons to the economy, and have no justification whatsoever under the Constitution, this is merely delight added to ecstasy.
It is like waking from the erotic joys of the marriage bed to discover that you new wife baked you a chocolate cake for breakfast. And then discovering the Wicked Witch of the East died the previous day, when a girl from a star named Kansas dropped a house on her. Ring the bells!
No rejoicing can suffice. No hymn is high enough, no trumpet loud enough, no firework bright enough to express it.
A fake news source, to whom I will not link, reports that some Trump voters dislike this turn of events.
If this is so, I hope that the Earth gaps immediately and swallows them living into black and unlit chambers deep below the mantle of the earth, where all the ghouls of all the graveyards riddling the surface throw the grisly bones of all their loathsome feasting, and the horrid and silent Dholes, whose form no man can see, burrow in the endless miles of heaped up hills of skull and skeleton. No GOP politician ever took any steps to wipe away this stain on our national honor.
Long overdue and quite unexpected. A politician who keeps his promises!
Dear nevertrumpers: join us in our joy. We are a GOP now, just as grand, but now brand new.
About John C Wright
John C. Wright is a practicing philosopher, a retired attorney, newspaperman, and newspaper editor, and a published author of science fiction. Once a Houyhnhnm, he was expelled from the august ranks of purely rational beings when he fell in love; but retains an honorary title.
