I'm Not Writing Today

Good Morning, Breakfastpoppers. Today is Wednesday, December 23, 2015. I just don't feel like talking about politics and social issues this morning. In fact, I may not write at all. We are post Hanukkah and pre-Christmas and it is time to kick back and appreciate the good things in life. Politics is clearly not one of them. Please join me, Buzzy, Manny, Antoine, Chiquita, Tevya, Harlotte, Belle and Lady Bug for a delicious meal and good conversation. Banana Split Waffles are on the menu today. They will be served with plenty of Jamaican coffees. We hope to see you soon.

Thanks so much for joining us this morning. I am not discussing politics this morning. If I were, however, I would have to point out that we haven't heard a word from our vacationing president about the deadliest attack on US troops in Afghanistan in three years Josh Earnest said a few words, but not a peep was heard from the golf course. Perhaps President Obama is embarrassed to speak up, because just a day before the attack, his administration stated that the Taliban was an important partner for peace. I would point all this out, but today is all about fun and games. It certainly isn't a time to tell you about students in a Virginia school district who were required to practice their calligraphy by writing the , " There is no god but Allah. Muhammad is the messenger of Allah." Just to add insult to injury, the female students were invited to wear Muslim clothing. I'd tell you about this, but I am not in the mood to write about politics or social issues today.

During this holiday season of good will towards man, the White House is hard at work with their number two priority. The first, is climate change. The second is seeking ways to curb anti-Muslim sentiment. I would discuss this today, but I just don't feel like writing about it. If I did I would have to tell you about meetings being held at the White House to discuss how to tamp down anti-Muslim feelings in America. Of course, the meetings were a result of the "hateful, divisive" comments made by a few Republicans running for president. Of course, it was Josh Earnest who pointed this out to reporters. Valerie Jarrett is on top of the whole initiative, so don't lose a moments sleep over the issue. She is steering the ship, just like always. I'd tell you more about Jarrett and her ship, but I just can't bring myself to write about it.

The day that presidential candidate Clinton tells the truth will be a day of celebration throughout the land. The day that American voters who still support her wake up and smell the roses, will be another day to be remembered. For now, let's not talk about such a distasteful subject. This is the time for quiet reflection and love. I just can't make myself address this issue in writing right now. If I did, I would feel compelled to tell you that an intelligence committee review of Clinton's server re-affirmed that there were top secret e-mails on her unsecured personal device. The matter is no longer up for dispute. The e-mails were there and that's that. I hate statistics, but now I hate them more. I just can't interpret the info. It seems that 35 percent of voters don't trust Clinton, but they would elect her anyway. I think what I just said is right, but maybe not. The bottom line is that Clinton supporters are suffering from some sort of brain and moral disorder. In the spirit of the season, I suppose we should pray for their recovery. Now is not the time to talk about Clinton and her entourage, so I won't. I hope you understand.

I am so happy I refrained from discussing politics and social issues. I know it was the right thing to do. My bugs and I wish all of you a blessed and peaceful holiday and a Happy New Year. I'm taking a brief vacation from Hubpages to re-group and re-fuel my jets. I realize now that it is okay if I just don't feel like talking about the state of the nation and the world. President Obama is away playing golf. He is so relaxed that he appears to have forgotten he's president. I intend to do the same in the coming weeks!