It's the Day's Day of Days! Because I'll float on your melody.
Ahh, a fine mixture of Muir's brainless repeating of talking points he doesn't understand, his brittle tough guy talk that underlines what a cowardly toady he is, and the projection where he declares that everyone opposed to his fascistic dreams a cancer, and his own cancerous designs the health of the nation.
God, he's awful.
No comments:
Post a Comment