And I am already tired to my bones.
You get the drift.
Yes, I am referring to the four months of the Pussygrabber Presidency.
Add the two months-plus between the election and his inauguration, and it is more than six months already.
To which you add the months since he glided down the golden escalator to announce his candidacy, and it is one month short of two full years of his bullying Americans and the world.
And if you think about how he became a political force to begin with--his insane questioning of Obama's birth certificate--it has been six years of the horrible human being!
Like I said, I am tired.
I wonder how activists all across the world keep going, day after day. Or, what propelled Martin Luther King, Jr., to keep on fighting, with optimism that African-Americans would one day reached the promised land that he was able to see from the mountain top? Or, how did Gandhi know that British bastards would leave India even though the damn white supremacists had all the gun power?
Maybe I am tired because I am a wimp. A wuss. At least when compared to those activists, big and small.