Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

We here in the United States take the first amendment for granted, or at least we used to before free speech zones, fake news, and the Muslim invasion. The murder of Jamal Khashoggi pulls these three things together in a bone chilling way.

A journalist killed for exercising his freedom of speech by Islamic fanatics drives home the world situation that Muslims wish to bring to America. For the life of me, I don’t know what was in Khashoggi’s mind when he walked through that consulate door. Now I’m going to try to keep this civil, but I haven’t had any use for Saudis ever since they blew up the World Trade Center.

And this “crown prince,” Mohammed bin Salman, what is that? Princes have names like Charles, and they hang around Queens named Elizabeth, not some guy with four wives and forty-seven concubines who has a breakfast of peacock tongues and orchestrates the death of a news reporter that simply disagreed with him.

And Trump gives him a pass! Jesus Christ! See? They’d kill me for even saying that name. So, why do we put up with this guy? Oh, I already hear it. Oil! Look, I’m a Texan, ok? I am totally unimpressed with Saudi Arabian oil. I’d be happy if not one drop of KY Jelly came through the Straight of Hormuz. We put a choke hold on Venezuela, but let Saudi Arabia murder reporters and blackmail us with oil.

If we just stepped back Iran would come crashing down on bin Audacity, and put a plastic bag over HIS head! I’d pay two dollars to watch that myself. Watching this guy parade around like he’s some kind of world leader makes my butt want to suck buttermilk.