BON APPETIT!
The Haitians are Coming! The Haitians are Coming!
Hide your goldfish
As a lifelong animal lover and advocate who believes she harbors the soul of a cat (screw you, JD), I’d be the first person to go ballistic at the notion of animals being harmed by a particular group of people. Or, individual. Or, anyone.
When it comes to abusing helpless creatures, I believe in an “eye for an eye,” no matter how primitive that sounds.
That includes such savagery as bullfighting. I could cheerfully hoist a bullfighter on his own petard and have a hearty meal, afterward.
So, when I hear Herr Trump spewing unsubstantiated garbage about Haitian immigrants in Springfield stealing peoples’ pets and eating them, I’d like nothing better than to hear he slipped on a pile of goose shit and broke his neck.
These are dangerous allegations. We rational folk know how stirred up Trump’s mouthbreathers get when he issues a call to arms. There was already one bomb threat (maybe two) that caused the evacuation of Springfield City Hall and closed some of the town’s elementary schools. Naturally, the threat was accompanied by hateful rhetoric targeted toward migrants.
