Is there a difference between history and fiction? |
I get strange encounters a lot. For example, I was stuck at the Sarah Long Bridge.. The bridge was raised and I was caught in gridlock in my minivan. In moments like these I like to put the van in park and check out the babes of Down Town Portsmouth. It was a hot day and my ac wasn't cool. So, I had the windows down. "Hey! Someone vandalized your car!" a young lad shouted at me from a large suv. "wht?" I murmured. "They put a Bernie Sander's sticker on it!" the young man laughed with his buddies. "I voted for Bernie!" I shouted back. "Yeah? That's a bitching van. You should fix the brakes!" the young man laughed and turned his suv away from the bridge. The suv had veteran plates and he was barely twenty. "Probably your daddy's van." I mumbled. I returned to glancing at the young ladies walking bye. I spotted a slender blonde and smiled at her. She flipped me off. "Hillary!" she shouted defiantly. Her friend giggled and cringed as they walked pass my driver side. I don't think Bernie could have messed up like Trump, but Hillary had a lifetime of corporate f-ups. Why is it okay to spend a hundred million on a fighter jet and cut medicare? How does out sourcing jobs help me? Reflections~ Judge them by what they do and not by what they say. I am just a poor bard.. O+O =v= |