THE COMING CALAMITY OF THE CACKLING CANDIDATE
A warm welcome back to the prolific Joan Swirsky. This time Joan features the comical Kamala and exposes some of her thought bubbles. May God help the Western World if she is voted President of the United States of America, The trouble is my old jungle in the Congo is now infected with monkey – pox (so they say) and the rest of the place is being mined for Cobalt for use in the batteries for electric cars which cannot be charged because “renewables” will not generate enough electricity. And you think you “evolved” from Chimps? Make sure you click on the live links in this article for more human lunacy – I’d rather be a Chimp and have you lot look after me in my zoo, thanks very much.. Gibber! Gibber! Chugley August 18, 2024 The Coming Calamity of the Cackling Candidate Joan Swirsky When my twin brother and I were children, we had a magical machine called a Victrola. We were able to put 33 and 45 and 78 records––I never learned what those numbers stood for––on the turntable and place the handle with the needle on each record to listen to the music we loved. But every now and then, the needle, if not perfectly placed, would scratch the record, and that would result in the music being unable to go forward. I remember it once got stuck on Oh What a Beautiful Morning from the musical “Oklahoma,” and all we heard on an endless loop was morning, morning, morning, morning…. Now what in the world does this ancient factoid have to do with anything relevant to the present? ENTER MS. PECULIAR In fact, this is what the entire world has been witnessing in the peculiar affect––behavior––of Kamala Harris when she delivers a word that acts in…