"Pop"ping off

Keep preaching the truth to power, Mr. Popovich

In journalism's never ending quest to relegate itself to irrelevancy, The Washington Post this week ran a story on those poor beleaguered souls, pro-Trump San Antonio Spurs fans, who are just beyond annoyed that the coach of their favorite team, Gregg Popovich, has repeatedly and forcefully criticized the actions of the perverted, traitorous, Nazi lying sack of shit who currently occupies our White House.

You would think, at a time in our nation's history when the President at worst colluded with a sworn enemy and at best buried his head in the sand about said enemy's interference in our elections, when the President is accused of paying off porn stars and hookers, when the President is using his office to enrich himself and his family, and when the President has become a national embarrassment and a threat to the very existence of our nation, that The Washington Post would have much more important issues to cover than the hurt feelings of some snowflakes in San Antonio.

Anyone hoping the American media would raise its head above the fray and put the national interest first can put such delusions to rest.

But there is hope in the rest of us--when asked what he thought of the Post's piece and the anger some fans feel toward him, Popovich simply replied, "I don't care."

Amen to that.

Fuck Donald Trump,
emaycee