Speculating Outside Of The Box

‘Twas like thunder, all thru the night
Promise to see Jesus in the morning light
Love say “Take my hand, it’ll be alright
C’mon save your soul tonight”

“Thunder”

–  Prince

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During the pregame warm up to the chaotic “state of the union” speech.

Much like football, each side hyping up what “their” team is going to do, based on past performance and wishful thinking.

We think 45 is going to declare a national emergency to build a wall.

If 45 declares a national emergency just to appease his racist base, it will get clogged in the courts.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Relentlessly regurgitated, recycled, repeated and repeated with no nutritional or spiritual value.

We think Larry linebacker is going to stop the play, We think Randy receiver will fumble the ball. No, kicking Kevin can save the day and win the game. As I said.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Relentlessly regurgitated, recycled, repeated and repeated with no nutritional or spiritual value.

Just once, would like to see/hear either or both sides, speculate outside of the box, they’ve trapped themselves in and pontificate the following.

Seeing how horribly 45 failed as a negotiator, we think Potus will have had a “come to Jesus” or Buddha or Muhammad, or Kermit the frog, or Winnie the Pooh, or Oprah moment, and eloquently describe a new vision.

Maybe something like this.

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“My fellow and feminine Americans, after studying the globe and consulting with cosmologists, humanitarian and history experts, now realize, regardless of how countries are identified, how big or small they are, they all are on the same big blue green spaceship magically floating in an elliptical orbit around the sun.

Therefore it seems silly to bar any one from moving freely around the vessel. Especially since, everybody is already here. We can work on that, once it is understood we are all coming from the same place.

Might as well realize that, then collectively take care of our intergalactic traveling Winnebago just to see where it is taking us. Without it falling apart due to poor maintenance.”

– Speculation as a transformed 45

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Otherwise the collective stays mired in a thick gooey loose stool circular muddy rut, regardless of how hard it tries to get out, only gets worse.