I can barely do this one

I can't and won't come up with an "angrier than" today and you'll see why.  Today, I am sadder than.  Yesterday, someone I knew committed died by suicide and I probably could have done something to stop it.  I'm so sorry to her parents, fellow students and everyone else.  I am so, so sorry.  I am not worthy of life and the rest of my years in this miserable wretched existence will be years of regret, sadness and inability to forgive myself for what I did, or what I failed to do.

There won't be any other blog posts today, so if you can't handle what's coming, leave.  I don't give fuck one.  The rest of you, here we go.

It's a dog gone shame

I'm angrier than a black man at a Merle Haggard concert over this next story.  So angry am I that I can't even lift this can of Dr. Pepper that's right beside me.  It makes me even angrier that I am so angry that I can't have a drink.  I'm thirsty!  Wow!  Glad to get that off my chest!

This next story enrages me and it should enrage you as well.  I have a soft spot in my heart for animals, especially cats.  I have two cats and I have had cats my entire life, starting when I was six.  But dogs are good, too.  I'm merely a cat person.

Victimizing president #47

I'm angrier than a Coke fan who only has cans of Dr. Pepper left over this next one, readers.  And I mean really angry.  It seems that if future president #47 Donald Trump loses any of the kangaroo court charges against him, they could take away his right to vote, since felons cannot vote.

As open arguments begin today in his so-called "hush money" case, Trump's right to vote apparently hangs in the balance.  The good news is that if any of the juries do something stupid for them and convict him, he can still serve as our 47th president.

Anger in Vegas

I'm angrier than a one-legged man in a relay race over this next story folks.  In fact, it infuriates me so much that I wasted my time grabbing a Coke out of the fridge.  I can't even open it.  That's how angry I am.

I grew up in Las Vegas as a Mormon, and I was there when the church dedicated and opened what was then the only temple in the massive city that was actually founded by Mormons.  I'm angry on behalf of the residents who are dealing with the possibility that they'll have the church's second Vegas temple in their backyards.

Trump will prevail!

I'm angrier than moose who just got called meese over the way that former and future 47th president Donald Trump is being treated.  His criminal trial hasn't even started yet (but it will this morning!), and already he's being railroaded.  It's a kangaroo court!  But hope is not lost just yet.  While his trial can still proceed, there's a lifeline.

The Supreme Court of the United States could very well put an end to the persecution that the democRATS are heaping upon Trump.  Right now, our hero is hoping that, by virtue of being a sitting president at the time that all that caused this drama, he will be found to be immune from persecu...I mean, prosecution.

All that whining!

I'm angrier than a cat without a ball of yarn over this story, something that should have happened a long time ago.  It seems that it's a bad day to be a Jew at Columbia University.  Things are apparently so bad that Rabbi Elie Buechler has warned Jewish students to go home and not come back as he fears for their safety.

The drastic suggestion comes after Buechler observed what he felt were dangerous and downright unsafe conditions for his Jewish students.  I have a hard time feeling sorry for the Jews.  As recent days have shown, Israel is not a very good country, yet our government has jumped to their defense on our dime.

What monsters!

I'm angrier than a TikTok user who just learned it might be banned in the USA over this next story, because it involves two people who, in my opinion, are pure and outright monsters.  There's nothing else to call them.

Anthony and Rachel Modrow, both 34, were this week accused of and charged with second-degree manslaughter.  It should have been murder.  This comes as a result of allegedly ignoring the needs of Amy Lynn Modrow, 9, their nine-year-old daughter.

And it goes on and on

I'm angrier than a true American who sees how poorly future POTUS #47 Donald Trump is being treated by the country he tried to make great again.  I'm angry because I've seen how Trump was treated during this past week.

A jury of his peers is seated and opening arguments in his kangaroo court criminal trial are scheduled to begin Monday morning.  I hope the prosecutors are happy with themselves, attacking a true patriot like this.  Trump is the best president since George W. Bush.  Although I won't say the election between Trump and PFN Biden was stolen, I will say that, in my opinion, Biden's win was and is suspicious.

It's a boring weekend, so...

I'm angrier than a certain blogger who can't find any news stories on which to comment because there is in fact no news going on over this weekend that's worth writing about.  So I decided to pull a random topic out of my ass and I thought I'd share it with you, the reader, in case you, like I, are bored.

Have you ever wondered where the oldest house or building still standing in the world is?  Yes?  No?  Well, either way, here's a link to an article that shows not one, not two, not even three of the world's oldest still-standing buildings, but 9, count them 9!

Why did it happen in the first place?

I'm angrier than a moral, Catholic blogger who has to deal with a new world order that sees trannys being accepted into society over this next story.  So angry am I that I cannot muster the strength to finish the can of Dr. Pepper that's sitting right next to me on the couch!  I'm that damned angry!

I'm angry that this story was even able to happen.  You see, somehow or another a tranny mayor got itself elected as mayor in California. It's the first time a tranny has served as mayor in the history of the entire state.  That in itself is absolutely disgusting.  But fortunately, someone stood up for what's right and organized a recall election.