I left my hotel room in Hartford, Connecticut and had a great Chicken & Waffles dinner just in time to return to my hotel room to watch the Republican primary debates and get sick to my stomach when the fists started flying from the first moments. We have penalties for false advertising. We have a ratings system for films. Isn’t there some moderator, audience member(s) or agency that will confront obscene thoughts and accusations other than the eventual demise (hopefully) of the candidate that sink in the quicksand of their own making?
Even the truthful source of the quote, “the first casualty of war is truth” is adamantly disputed. Trump could blame Obama for not being able to nail jello to a wall and people would rally to his defense.
I know this is a rant, of sorts, and not a particularly good one at that. But more shall follow… once I figure-out how jello and chicken & waffles entered into my thoughts of politics.