Donald J. Putin?
Donald J. Putin?
The radio was playing the oddest song. David got a little choked up when he heard “I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus.” It was the original version from 1952, sung by the 13-year-old Jimmy Boyd.
“I’ve never heard that version of that song,” his wife, Elaine, said. “Didn’t the Jackson 5 record this?”
“Yes, but this version was the original,” David said. “I was just a kid when I first heard the song and I loved it. I remember seeing Jimmy Boyd sing it on the Ed Sullivan Show and was I so impressed.”
“So why do you look so sad?” Elaine asked.
“It was Christmas Eve and I was about five,” David said. “I was up in my bedroom and remember hearing some commotion coming from the living room. So I sneaked downstairs hoping that it was Santa Claus putting presents under the Christmas tree. But I saw my mother hugging and kissing a man.”
“Oh, that’s so cute,” Elaine said. “You thought you saw your mother kissing Santa Claus, when in fact it was your father she was embracing. Aw, what a wonderful memory.”
“Well, the thing is,” David said, letting out a heavy sigh, “my father was deployed in Korea at the time.”
Written for the First Line Friday prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie.
For those who are interested…
Today is the winter solstice. At least it is where I live. That means that today has the fewest hours of daylight of the year. It’s the shortest day of the year, although it’s still approximately 24 hours long, like every other day.
It’s appropriate that today is the winter solstice because these are very dark days for the United States and for the world. And today my patience is also at its darkest. The lunacy of the Trump presidency has reached infinity and beyond and I believe it’s time for someone to intervene before it’s too late.
Do you hear that Robert Mueller. Before it’s too late!
Trump, the spoiled little brat, is willing to shut down the federal government if he doesn’t get funding for his stupid border wall. He’s unilaterally withdrawing troops from Syria and Afghanistan, against the advice and counsel of our military and diplomatic leaders. He’s continuing his inhumane treatment of asylum-seeking families at the border. He’s kowtowing to the autocratic leaders of Russia, Turkey, Saudi Arabia, and China. He’s rolling back our environmental protections. His administrative staff team and Cabinet members are either resigning, being fired, or leaving in disgrace and he’s replacing them with unqualified Fox News personalities.
He constantly lies. He distracts. He divides, he enables the worst characteristics of human nature. He has no scruples, no morals. He’s out for himself.
It’s time for an intervention, America.
Written for these one-word prompt: Ragtag Daily Prompt (solstice), Word of the Day Challenge (infinity) Your Daily Word Prompt (believe), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (intervene), The Haunted Wordsmith Daily Word Prompt (liberal), and Scotts Daily Prompt design).
Jase, over at Proscenium, has this weekly challenge he calls Friday Follies. The idea is to post “any kind of sign, flyer, ad, etc. that you may see posted or printed or whatever/wherever, that might or might not be, intentionally or unintentionally, a mistake or could be interpreted the wrong way, misspelled, be a double entendre, or is just outright hilarious.”
My entry for this week is a picture I took on my iPhone as I was walking my dog. I saw the two “USE CROSSWALK” signs at a road construction site. The sign were pointing toward one another, but neither was pointing to a crosswalk.
Well, I thought it was funny, anyway.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. Photo credit: Adam Ickes.