Monday, July 28, 2025

Not a Big Fan

    But, seriously, get off Orangeman’s ass about golf. 

    Yes, we have to pay for his security and the optics are crappy, but for crying out loud, presidents have been using that most frustrating of games to relax ever since Dwight D. Eisenhower.  And, probably before, to be honest.  I just didn’t feel like doing any research into the golfing proclivities of people like Harry Truman or Woodrow Wilson.

Although, it's safe to say that FDR didn't play.

"Was that wrong?  Should I have said that?"

    Fun fact:  William Howard Taft was the first president to admit to playing golf. 

"Although, to be honest, it was more about
the roast beef sandwiches, doughnuts, and beer at the 19th hole.
  Those were to die for."

    Anyway, besides being a chance to relax, quite a bit of business is done on the golf course.  In fact, very few people know that the Cuban Missile Crisis wasn’t solved through diplomacy, but rather via a bet between John F. Kennedy and Nikita Khrushchev over who hit  the longest tee shots.

    NOTE:  This is not true.

"Good thing because I would have so kicked his assky."

    If you think I'm kidding, consider the following...

"I wish Truman would stop moving.  I almost hit him last time."

    Huh, whaddya know?  I guess Harry did get on the golf course.

"I'd hate for the American people to think I was a sucky golfer.  Because I am."
    
"Ah think the girl selling drinks digs me." 

"You win, we invade Afghanistan.  I win, we invade Iraq."
"All right.  We'll call it a draw."

"Of course I'll win.  Duh."

"This has sand.  Same, same."

"I lose, you're deported."

    Anyway, my point is, why get your knickers all in a twist over some dopey game?  Orange Jesus has a lot more to worry about than whether he takes a break by playing golf.

"Or your cankles."
    No really.  Let's concentrate on what's actually important.
"Are you still talking about Jeffery Epstein?"

    Precisely.

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