The Skeeter Daddle Diaries

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“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”

Alternate Facts, Fake News, War is Peace, Freedom is Slavery, Ignorance is Strength. George Orwell is dizzy whirling in his grave. Truth isn’t True. There was no collusion, the Russians didn’t meddle in our election, the Mueller investigation is a Witch Hunt.

We’re living among madmen and half of us voted for them. Nothing you read in the paper, see on the news, hear on the radio, none of it is true. But who cares? Truth isn’t true, the news is fake. Up is down most of the time, alternate facts are as valid as facts. 2 plus 2, who knows what it adds up to? I don’t know what the definition of insanity is, but I know the President is the poster boy. Too much time on the gold plated toilet, I presume, his lies don’t stink.

These are weird times in Wonderland circa 1984. The anarchists must be having a ball, all these monkey wrenches in the machinery of government. The populace is aggrieved and nothing less than heads on pikes will do. Trump would be wise to remember the worm does turn. The same folks who voted for Obama voted for him. They were looking for change and when they didn’t get it, they went looking for blood. And trust me on this, they haven’t had their fill.

Don’t bother them with facts, don’t try to give them the news, forget arguing what is true and what isn’t, they’re the same thing: irrelevant. The fox is in their henhouse pretending to be a rooster, but the day is coming when the ruse is up. Go ask Alice. When she’s 10 feet tall.

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