Don't Panic--Back to Normal!

Back to my ranting self!

                                                   

Don't Panic--Back to Normal!

 

Yesterday, a stranger occupied the data-oval on the end of my neck.

But today, after shaking it off--a reboot and a double check,

I'm feeling more like myself, my ranting old self.

I've put away happy, mellow dude on my mind-shelf,

and I'm ready to rock and roll--the witch hunt that is the Bengasi

Investigation Panel--is trying to gin up something damning against Hillary.

She's answered their questions nine times to next Sunday,

never once varying her testimony--the idiot play-

book they're reading from is designed to drive down her poll

numbers, not to find some wrong doing on her part--their goal

is to drag her reputation through the Bengasi mud.

They're coming across as mean-spirited bullies, out for blood.

It's not the truth, but creating just enough doubt

to effect voters--they're hoping to drive her out.

Watching the crazy goings-on, it reminds me of dudes in school,

who keep on pestering, who were dicks, and overly cruel.

I wonder if these narrow-minded freaks will realize

just how petty they're looking, in the rest of the world's eyes?