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"The Ass-Whisperer"

 


It was meant as a joke. One of my brilliant friends with a vast background, who also was a standup comedian for ten years, six years full-time. He’d opened for Drew Carey and Paula Poundstone. The other day I explained to him the health of our one remaining pets. I described that not only did I have to administer pain medication to her once daily. But also, I had to clean her underside. This included cleaning her poopy and pee holes. He commented, “You must be the Ass-Whisperer.”  Of course we got a chuckle out of that.

In lieu of that, now turning to politics. It appears that unfortunately with the ‘tit for tat’ the Canadians have to deal with from the US—concerning our petulant child for a POTUS. They too now had to become the ‘Ass-Whisperer’ to a point of polite hilarity. I could only imagine words the Canadians and other countries are now using to describe our POTUS currently. Perhaps they can laugh.

Here in America, we are dealing with a leader who skated off the frozen pond of stiff-necked people and onto the pavement with expert figure skating blades that he’s never worn. He has these special skates because he could buy them, even though they weren’t meant for him. They were ten sizes too big, and his heart has been too small to fill them. This description is for the chaos of retribution he now wields at whim—as majority of the GOP fear him so greatly that they’ve become the ‘Great Ass-Whisperer’s’.

When people have more than they need and attempt to arrive at more and more wealth and power than they know what to do with, they become obsessed with other’s opinions because that’s all they have. Especially, those adults who don’t read.  With time on their hands they only have the ability to play so much golf or so many video games, before that gets old to them. Their lives become a bore. They’ve already reached the top of the heap.

When you get to the top of the heap there’s a few options. One could be to give back, getting involved in giving time of oneself. The other option is to become a consultant in areas that matter, yet privately—not trying to make the headlines at every turn. Another is making headlines in encouragement, healing and diplomatic work. Another is enriching oneself in areas you’d never tapped into before, yet had an interest in. For productive individuals, it’s usually one of the aforementioned. However, if all you have is revenge on your mind you probably won’t have those attempts of goodwill towards others in your arsenal. You will destroy the very thing you state you wanted in leading others to success.

Conversely, your vengefulness will overtake any good that you could have gained for others—perhaps the bringing about of the adoration you’ve displayed that you so wanted. Even if you didn’t need more adoration. To now arrive at our current situation in America as we near one of many important dates in our country, April 19th 250 years ago. That date in 1775, was the start of the Revolutionary War with the battles at Concord and Lexington.

Nearly the entire world sees what many Americans haven’t expressed or agreed upon is that the rapist in our Oval Office is raping and has raped our country. And he will continue to do so, as long as the “Ass-Whisperer’s” of the GOP continue to give him the ‘At Ah Boy’ commendations due to their fears, their bigotry and their need for power at all cost.

Too, one of the possible reasons Our Rapist in the Oval Office holds Russia’s leader so endearing is because there are very few diversifications of people displayed in Russia. Russia is mostly a homogenous society. Someone asked me the other day, “…What I don’t understand is why haven’t the Russian people rebelled?” I answered, “Because they are mostly a homogenous society and have a controlled media and are threatened.” Fear is the main thing that is ruling Russia. And we’d better not let the Grand Old Party of “Ass-Whisperer’s” remain in power. ---Jody-Lynn Reicher

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