18th
August
2017
Paint splatter
Friday, and the “trumphant” sideshow continues. Another top advisor, cut loose. From here, a war by attrition. When there’s nobody left to impress, the man will take all his marbles and go home. I shouldn’t be concerned, as this is going on in another country. However, much like when an inexperienced house painted gets busy in a gale, the drops of pigment are flying everywhere. Onto the neighbouring house, for example. Until he runs out of paint, or the gales diminish, the rest of us had better wear protective clothing. Never has a ball cap seemed so necessary, before now.
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