Rarely am I inspired by a one-word prompt. Then again, rarely does one word so aptly describe how life feels lately.
What I have to say matters.
Politicians feign concern during election years and then they strip health care exposing the bones of their conscience.
Diseased carcasses wearing red, white, and blue lies.
If I could, I would curse them:
May syphilitic crabs feast on your crotch rot!
May you feel karma’s sweet kiss leaving you unprotected from your policies.
May you be forced to live the life of your poorest constituent.
May the bullet of public opinion find its target and kill your self-serving aspirations.
May curses come true.
Asterisk Bedazzled Footnote:
*Handy-dandy link to New York Times article which includes a list of the congressmen and women who voted for the recent ‘health care act’ to repeal and roll-back Medicaid expansion.