Right-thinking people

After many nights in my King James beanbag chair contemplating the events in Las Vegas, the fires in California and, most of all, the protests at football games, I needed a break.

To the GOP (God’s Own Party) headquarters I went, thinking this is what the Donald would do: a couple of hours of fierce Whacka-DACA games and off for a cold drink and keeping my enemy closer.

As usual, Professor Phineas Phogbottom was drinking his cheap box chablis when I sat down with him. The new lady, a priestess for a non-mainstream religion, was there; never caught her name so I named her Mushroom Mama based on my last encounter with her. She’s part of a group that doesn’t think like us right-thinking Old Testament, King James worshipping Christians. I wish her luck.

We got right to the point, the professor and I. I condemned the NFL protests and the professor merely sat there with a smile on his face. Mushroom Mama had a smile as she said, “Tell him, Phineas.”

Phineas began talking about old King George not being too happy about a protest called the Boston Tea Party and that America was founded on protest, and I slammed down my beer and left, tiring of his ridiculous statements and prejudice against right-thinking people like myself. I bet he don’t even own a King James Bible and probably never even read the Constitution of our great (gonna be even greater when the Donald gets through) country. Made me mad enough to send a letter to the Omnibus Herald Chronicle Register Advocate Picayune.

Well, more later after I calm down in my beanbag chair, thinking right thoughts! STEVE GIBSON Little Rock