BUY MY BOOK: BARD OF THE DEAL: THE POETRY OF DONALD TRUMP
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Posted by el duque at 9:16 AM
Maybe 20 million years from now, after we've disappeared and salamanders evolve into superior beings, the earth will have sustained a survivable life form. Not now, though. We're toast.
Ozzie Guillen and the city of Miami have shown us exactly who we are.
Keep in mind that Miami wanted Ozzie's controversy. They needed to sell tickets for their new taxpayer-fiasco stadium. They needed him talking loudly. They knew he'd denigrate women, or reporters, or LeBron, or the President, or somebody. It didn't matter. Ink is ink. He'd give them tabloid stories, with or without the tabs. Everybody knew what Miami was getting: Exactly what Miami needed... a crazy guy who roils the waters.
Doomed. That's what we are. Frankly, if I were God, I wouldn't trust us with nuclear bombs.
There was one thing in this world that Ozzie could not say...
So he said it.
Perfect. The Mayans had it right.