Living a lie.

America has become like the woman in the old Dick Feller song. Her husband thinks he’s a chicken. But she adapts. “He don’t eat much, just chickenfeed,” she says, “and all that peckin’ in the ground don’t hurt nothin’… Heaven knows, we can use the eggs.”

If you don’t get the irony, then you probably believe the Democrats won the presidency and a deadlocked Senate, that January 6th was an insurrection by domestic terrorists, that Joe Biden is not just a corrupt, senile old politician that the enemies of state have propped up as a figurehead, that open borders and H.R. 1 are about civil rights, that the abandonment of Afgahnistan wasn’t the biggest botch since Jimmy Carter’s helicopters crashed in the desert, and that O.J. is gonna find the real killer some day.

But don’t make waves. There are eggs aplenty. For now.

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Author: John Arra

John Arra is the pen name of a determined individualist who tries to connect the dots of life by writing.

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