Holy Moly, pappy, if I were a crackpot such as Mr. Rump, or one of his loony Even-Jelly-Cals, I might say the Election result is a “blessing from god,” but I’m only an old hound doggie, so, I’ll settle for “an extremely happy event!” The good folk finally said, “Enough is too much, the clown must go!” Now, we still have 2&1/2 months of agony, but at least the tunnel (with the light) is in sight!
Yer correct, again, Buster laddie, and with your permission, I’ll quote the lyrics to the old John Lennon song, which I could never understand because of his crazy British accent, but our dear friend, Miss B. Bistro & her puppy, Sid, reminded me of recently:
Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people living for today
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people living life in peace
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope some day you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people sharing all the world
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope some day you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Next up: Euphoria meets Reality.
Buster's Two Cents 
It was indeed a happy moment. Now, let’s escort that fool off the premises!
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