3TC — If Only

AECBAF8E-F2FC-4BF5-ADEB-C59F7BD719DF“You people in the lame-stream media go out of you way to write mean and nasty things about me,” the president whined at his press conference. “Why don’t you ever write about all of the wonderful things I’ve done for this country and all of my great accomplishments in my first term in office.”

A journalist from one of the nation’s most highly respected newspaper stood up and responded to the president. “Sir,” he said, “you stand before us and tell lie after lie. You take no responsibility for the catastrophes brought about by your ineptness and incompetence, and you attempt to blame everyone but yourself for the terrible state our country is in. Sir, it will be a cold day in hell before I knowingly lie to my readers as you knowingly lie to the American people.”

The other journalists all stood and applauded their colleague.


Written for today’s Three Things Challenge from Di at Pensitivity101. Today’s three things are “media,” “way,” and “cold.”

The Perfect Candidate

“The problem is that people are apathetic,” Jason said. “We need to find a candidate who can energize and inspire. Someone who can roar like a lion and yet appeal to all the little lambs who make up the bulk of the electorate.”

Beth shook her head. “What we really need is some eye candy to parade in front of the people. Someone who people like to look at,” she said.

“Exactly,” Jason said. “A candidate who is attractive, powerful, empathetic, trustworthy, and who can virtually shut the door on the other candidates.”

“Right, someone who can appeal to the country bumpkins who live in the bucolic countryside,” Beth said, “as well as those nitty-gritty, elitist urbanites who live in the large population centers on the coasts.”

“Yeah, all that sounds great, but where would ever find such a perfect candidate?” Jason asked.

“Don’t worry,” Beth said. She picked up her phone and sent a text message. A moment later the door to the room opened up and a man and a woman walked in.

“Jason, this is Eric Halderson. He heads up the Robotics Engineering Group,” Beth said, pointing to the man on the right. “And next to him is Canditron, the latest creation from the robotics division and the next President of the United States.”922475EC-266D-4B70-AB07-749BDE7AE07C


Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (apathetic), Ragtag Daily Prompt (lion), The Daily Spur (candy), Your Daily Word Prompt (shut), and Word of the Day Challenge (bucolic).

Lowering The Barr

U.S. Attorney General Barr, flanked by Acting Principal Associate Deputy Attorney General O'Callaghan and Deputy Attorney General Rosenstein, speaks at a news conference on his release of the Mueller report in WashingtonI was in the process of drafting a post about the lying sack of shit who is our Attorney General, who apparently thinks he’s the defense attorney for the lying sack of shit of a president, instead of the chief attorney for the American people.

But then I took a break, went to my Reader, and saw a post from Suze over at Suziland Too or Obsolete Childhood. Suze expresses what I am feeling and does it even better than I can. I would have reblogged it if I saw the reblog button on her site, but I couldn’t find it.

So instead, I implore you to click HERE and read what Suze has to say. It will be well worth your time.

Friday Fictioneers + First Line Friday

B4E31777-3AF4-49F5-BECE-CD4EC6DF892F“This was by far, the bleakest and blackest of Fridays,” Craig said, sitting with his wife in the park near the serenity of a series of small waterfalls.

“You say that every year on the day after Thanksgiving,” Anna said. “But yes, last night’s dinner was extreme.”

“I just can’t fathom how gullible and, yes, stupid, some of my relatives are,” Craig said. “I’m sorry, Anna, but this is it. No more family Thanksgiving dinners at our home. Never again. I can’t take it anymore.”

“Never say never,” Anna said, trying to console her husband. “Trump won’t be president forever.”

(100 words)


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt and for the  Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday prompt. Photo credit: Dale Rogerson.

Weekend Writing Prompt — Headline

417A58FD-774F-4562-8F03-4EFD1AB68614“Did you see the headline in the paper this morning?” my wife asked me when I sat down at the kitchen table.

“You mean the one about….”

“Yeah, that one.”

“I saw it,” I said.

“Did you read the article?”

“No, I can’t read that crap anymore.”

“Why not? Aren’t you interested?”

“No, not really.”

(55 words, exactly)


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, “Headline.”F88F0CB2-DF71-47C4-8FF2-5646473E7880