Oh HELL no!

Dear you . . .

Sweet Madea, my muse and comedic savior.  Tyler Perry blessed us with this gal and only she can speak for me now:

"What the hell is wrong with you?  LISTEN TO ME, little hands Donald.  Why you appointing some trashy wrestling  woman, Uncle Ben, and some big ass oil executive to your cabinet?  You actin like this is a kitchen cabinet, filling it up with cracked junk.  Hell to the DAMN no."

Hell 2 the no.

Pruitt appointed to take over the Environmental Protection Agency.  Pruitt - the oil dude.  Pruitt - currently suing the EPA itself.  Pruitt - from OKLAHOMA.

Jesus Lord.

Might as well go ahead and rename the agency:  Environmental Destruction Agency.

This kills me.  The majority of American people have got it together and will survive the Donald's rule.  Legally, socially, technically, we will regress under this administration, but we'll come back.  We can. I can.  I can even survive the neighbor sending a redneck sheriff to pound on my door, giving me the third degree about a broken light pole at a Trump-neighbor's house.  (Like really, this wasn't just a cop looking for testimony; he was SENT to shake me down.  This dumb ass neighbor actually thought I, the one democrat in zip code 32461, or at least the only visible one, destroyed the pole-light because it illuminated a TRUMP-PENCE sign.  Hell 2 the No again.) But yes, I will survive the world according to Trump.

But the planet?  Mother Earth on-the-edge and so close to going over . . .

I may have Tweeted hopeful "I will work with you" statements, but those days are DONE.

Fuck these deplorables :)

Love and kisses to you adorables :)

Joyce, trying to channel her inner Madea