Greetings Readers,
Greetings to all and a Merry Christmas.
During this sacred as well as joyous time of the year, I feel I must celebrate to express my holiday feelings in one of the season’s classic songs:
I’ll be home for Christmas. You can count in me.
Please have snow and mistletoe, and impeachment ballots
on the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me, with an adjourned Congress,
but I’ll be home for Christmas, when Trump is
on his knees.
Christmas Eve will find me where rationality gleams. I’ll be home for
Christmas, but only in my dreams.
Oh, Ron Stop it, stop it, it’s too damn sanctimonious,
cruel, and much too Corny. You should be ashamed of
yourself.
Peace, and all the Best to you.
Ron Miller.
Batam, Indonesia
