The Not So Great American State Fair

The Not So Great American State Fair

So it appears that the Great American State Fair is not going so great. And we have to love that for SHITHOLE, don’t we?

First we had the performers pulling out. Then we had at least eight states not showing up.

Confederate flags in North Carolina, and the state isn’t even being represented by the state?

Power going out? Melted ice cream? Overpriced food?

A Ferris wheel (the only ride) with enclosed seating. An automatic hot box.

The weather sucks. Vanilla Ice couldn’t play. Boo hoo.

A pervert dressed as Uncle Sam who was arrested for performing a sexual act during a Cirque Mechanics performance.

Can hardly wait to see what happens next!

If you are someone who doesn’t enjoy crowds and wants a few laughs at SHITHOLE’S expense, the Not So Great American State Fair sounds like the place to be.

Not Guaranteed Local

Not Guaranteed Local

IHeartRadio may hark on being “guaranteed human”, which really makes no sense, especially on the stations that have no commercials or radio personalities. But one thing IHeart better not hark on is being “guaranteed local”. Because as we learned this week, being “local” is not what IHeart is all about.

This week around the country, many local radio personalities were relieved from their positions. Most of them had been in their jobs, at their stations, for at least a decade. Some even more than a decade.

Sadly in my area of central Massachusetts WSRS and WHYN parted ways with morning personality Chris Zito. Now I have followed Zito’s radio career for about twenty-five years, through various stations in Massachusetts. He had been with WSRS for close to 15 years. And he’s local. When he talks about Big Y, you know what he’s talking about and you know he’s been there. When he talks about Jim’s Christmas Trees or the Worcester County Food Bank, you know he’s familiar with both of those places. Especially since WSRS always did an annual Worcester County food drive every holiday season.

So now who do they have replacing Zito in the Morning? Jodi, Sam and Murphy, who are a syndicated trio out of Louisiana and heard on 80-something other radio stations around the country. Yeah, I’m not listening. Oddly enough WSRS still has Zito in the Morning listed on their web site.

Because Jodi, Sam and Murphy aren’t going to be doing the annual Worcester County food drive in December. Because they’re not in Worcester county. They won’t be talking about Big Y or Jim’s Christmas Trees. Or anything else local to anywhere in Massachusetts. Because they’re in East Assfuck, Louisiana.

Let me tell you why having a local radio personality on your local radio station is important. In 2011 our area suffered a tornado, causing a great deal of damage, especially in the next town over from me. My husband and I had just pulled into the driveway and were listening to WSRS (pre-IHeart bullshit). Tom Holt was the afternoon local radio personality, and he was urgently warning listeners about the possibility of a tornado, stating “get in your basements NOW!”. Thank goodness his voice was on the air to warn us. It was consoling to know someone on the air was looking out for us.

Fast forward to just last week. We had a tornado warning again. Our phones blared the warning. We proceeded to the basement. While there I stupidly turned on WSRS only to hear Jeff Stevens broadcasting. I thought maybe he’d give us some information about the storm or tornado. Then it occurred to me that Jeff Stevens is not local. In fact, I discovered Jeff Stevens is based in Ohio. Well, that’s not going to help me much if I’m having a tornado in Massachusetts, is it? Plus his show is more than likely taped. As I’m sure most of them are. Even Zito’s.

But at least Zito was local and a well-liked familiar voice. It’s just sad to see what radio has become.

Sound Advice

Sound Advice

I don’t care how old you may or may not be, the most important insurance nobody thinks about is life insurance. So many people don’t carry it. They think the life insurance their employer provides will take care of things. But that’s only if you’re still working for your employer when you die. Or even if your employer offers life insurance.

Many parents don’t think about getting life insurance for their children because, hey, kids are invincible, right? To that I say “they’re fucking human, aren’t they?”. Get them life insurance. Obtaining a whole life insurance policy for a child costs very little. I’ve had mine since I was 16. I pay nine bucks a month. I’ve had one for my daughter since she was six months old. Twelve bucks a month.

It’s better than having to rely on strangers supporting your GoFundMe account.

A Threat or a Promise?

A Threat or a Promise?

It doesn’t take a highly intelligent individual to realize that the announcement of a Memorandum of Understanding being “signed”, really means nothing. Because it doesn’t.

A Memorandum of Understanding is in essence “a formal, nonbinding agreement between two or more parties that outlines mutual intentions and expectations for collaboration or action.” Nothing more than a “concept of a plan”.

The ball is greatly in Iran’s court. It has always been in Iran’s court. All the United States is getting out of it is a SHITHOLE who doesn’t know up from down and a SHITHOLE2 wasting his time in Switzerland talking in circles to make everything seem like it’s going really smoothly. It’s about as smooth as the water in the Reflecting Pool.

While SHITHOLE2 is talking in circles in Switzerland, SHITHOLE is issuing threats to Iran from Camp David where he’s hiding out and getting his monthly SHITHOLE treatments to treat his SHITHOLE diseases.

So we’re getting two stories.

Which is it? Is the MOU in effect for the temporary time being or is SHITHOLE going to take over Iran? Which would be interesting to see, since he can’t even run his own country, much less another country.

Nighty-Night, SHITHOLE

Nighty-Night, SHITHOLE

It appears that one of SHITHOLE’S favorite pastimes is snoozing while working, as is apparent in these photos:

It’s apparent that SHITHOLE does not take his “job” as “president” seriously. If any one of us were caught sleeping on the job, we’d be fired on the spot. Which is what should happen to this bastard.

This is embarrassing and the fact that his cronies stand around him and let him snooze, talking as if he isn’t even there, is pathetic.

One of them should yell, “SHITHOLE! Wake up! We’re being attacked by Iran!” just to see if he’ll move and how fast.

Judging from how often he snoozes on the job, it’s quite apparent how SHITHOLE is going to croak. He’s going to have one of his “events” where he plops himself in the chair in the “Oval Office”. His cronies will surround him, making it look all important as the cameras roll. Right on live TV. Then it will come time for SHITHOLE to actually “participate” when someone asks him a question. And he doesn’t reply. One of his cronies reaches down or over and realizes SHITHOLE isn’t even breathing. They take his pulse. Then, without thinking, they blurt right on live TV, “Holy shit! SHITHOLE’S dead!”

And the world erupts in cheers.