Never Argue With Liberals or Stupid People – Flopping Aces

When the midterm election results were announced, I was disappointed, demoralized, and angry.  I really anticipated a deadly red tsunami, 100 feet tall and moving at the speed of a Cat-5 hurricane, to overwhelm and destroy the Democrat party. I slept soundly on election eve with visions of the Democratic Party joining the Whig Party and disappearing forever.  Yeah, that didn’t happen

The morning after the election I arose from my slumber expecting to see stunned Democratic voters washed up by the tide with the other flotsam and jetsam. Suddenly,  my wonderful dream turned into a nightmare.  It was mortifying to learn that the election was a bust and Republicans probably wouldn’t even win the Senate.  It was disappointing on various levels.

Hari-kari with a butter knife crossed my mind, but my lovely wife said, “Put that in the  “Life Ain’t Fair File” and move on.  Pouting, I went to our clubhouse (plus 55 community) to read a book and mope around without being judged.  I encountered four old guys who were playing bridge and assumed that they were intelligent conservatives. That was my first mistake.  Player 1 asked me how I was feeling, and I said, “dejected because of the election.  We might get control of the House, but the Senate looks iffy.  It may come down to Georgia because Warnock and Walker are locked in a run-off election.”

Player 1 said, “I hate Walker.  He hit his wife and doesn’t deserve to be a Senator.”  I replied, “Both of those candidates are really, really, horrible, but we desperately need to win the Senate. Hey, how about Fetterman in Pennsylvania?  He had a major stroke, can hardly speak, and has a bulge on his neck the size of a grapefruit.  650,000 votes were “collected” before he even bothered to debate.  Somehow, he “won” and is now “the honorable” senator from Pennsylvania.”