I’m Going To Be A Republican Again

If I can only figure out how.

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“No sense crying over spilt milk,” she said.

That idiom, first used by author James Howell, was actually written as, “No weeping for shed milk.” It was later rewritten as “It was no use, however, crying over spilt milk.” By George Ogilvy Preshaw in 1888.

She was right. It was history now. The election is over. “Roll with the punches,” so to speak.

I don’t know when I became a liberal. I actually have been a conservative all my life, and still consider myself to be one. It’s just that the barometer shifted so far I was no longer in the middle.

Now I am faced with the reality that resistance is futile. It’s time to once again re-join the herd.

Fortunately, I am an old white male. That means that going forward the world is my oyster. I am back on top of the food chain.

I can now safely invest in stocks like Tesla, Amazon, and Microsoft whose stock will most assuredly rise to greater heights. I no longer have to maintain a portfolio of fixed-rate money funds. Even Bitcoin is looking better. I don’t have to worry about blue or red. Green is the only color that counts.

I no longer have to worry about EEOC rules, and equal rights for LBGQT, blacks, and women. It’s…