As I sit and watch the surreal press conference between Trump and Putin after their so-called historic summit, where, after recently treating our allies like dog shit, Trump behaves like a sycophantic lapdog to a murderous dictator who wants nothing more than to destroy and subjugate the U.S. of America in retribution for how the U.S. of America destroyed and subjugated his beloved U.S.S.R., I am reminded of how I felt, or better yet, how my fuzzy, nightmarish memories leave me feeling from the surreal and tumultuous times in the U.S. of America during the late-Sixties through the mid-Seventies, you know, the era of national madness beginning with the Tet Offensive through the Watergate break-ins and subsequent hearings to Nixon’s humiliating yet palliative resignation and ending with America’s humiliating yet palliative retreat from South Vietnam.
If it’s not yet time to start worrying…
It’s getting awfully close. BTW, if you’re wondering whether the creep in the video has the street cred to back up his Earth-ending bombast, he is affectionately known in Russia’s kleptocratic circle as “Putin’s mouthpiece.” I wonder what the Vegas odds are for a Russian-induced nuclear holocaust by year’s end… #whatmeworry