Hi folks.  I haven’t written much lately.  You know, you go through times when you think you don’t have anything to say anyway…at least I do.  And then there are times when I do have something to say but I’m an introvert, so I don’t find it necessary to make noise come out of my head all of the time.  Anyway,  it’s hard to know where to start these days, with everything going on in the world to which we have access.  And then there’s the media slant.

I’m loving the pictures of Donald Trump, for example.  ALL photographs depict him with his face scrunched up or have him looking REAL mean…which I LOVE.  Makes me laugh out loud.  Point is, liberal media will not ever publish a good photo of him because, well, they despise him.

But you know, the smooth-brains won’t get the subliminal nuances and will just think he’s mean.  CLEARLY there’s more to him than meanness, but back to the smooth-brains.  I am smart enough to see the manipulations and actually get a kick out of them.  But it frightens me to think that this stuff actually influences my future.  I’m watching the candidates with an eye to who is pulling their strings, funding their OWN agendas, mastering the puppets.  Now that’s scary.

I have to laugh at what I imagine to be the Politically Correct knee-jerk reactions to Trump’s outlandish rhetoric.  Point is, it’s just enjoyable to hear somebody who isn’t answering to someone’s wallet, somebody with audacity and somebody who says exactly what we say when we are not on stage…well not always, but you get my drift.  Translation: I despise political correctness.

I read a lot of news online and see accompanying photographs, and I can’t help but notice how much of the time my back-of-the-mind-cut is, “I wonder how much of this I can believe?”  Now that’s a shame.  I can’t look at a single photograph without wondering whether or not it’s been photoshopped.

Ah, I remember the good old days (violins please) when a newspaper was a NEWS paper.  It had the news, just that.  And it was a big paper, not a placemat sized junk publication with mostly ads and the rest so slanted you couldn’t rest a round object on it.  We could trust that the media were sure their facts were accurate and what they published was true.  Now, I fish out the crossword puzzle and chuck the rest.  Wish they wouldn’t drop it on my lawn anyway; I don’t pay for it.  But hey, free crossword puzzle.

But printed news isn’t news anymore like it used to be.  Hmmm, I wonder how much of that was really true.

SEE WHAT I MEAN?  Check you later.