Seeing Robert Mueller hover over Donald J. Trump like a starving owl gliding in the winds above its soon to be swooped up prey – well that kind of makes my day.
And the way I’ve being feeling lately, with my daughter having passed away, I appreciate any little chuckle that comes my way.
Now, I don’t usually like to laugh at somebody else’s expense, at somebody else’s pain, as that goes against the grain of my nature.
But this man has touched emotions in me I didn’t even know I had. I mean one day I’m listening to somebody on MSNBC or CNN describe one of his daily shenanigans and I find myself jumping up on my feet yelling out loud “Why doesn’t somebody off that sick-jive–ass mother____r!”