A Few Words About Donald Trump
Thursday morning I took off from San Jose, CA, about 11am, destination Placerville. Next morning, left my X5 and took my brother’s new Ford F-250 northeast on Hwy 50 towards Tahoe and after the descent from Echo Summit, cut east and then southeast on Hwy 89 over Monitor Pass, intersecting Hwy 395 just south of Topaz Lake.
From that point, it’s mostly south by southeast, then after lots of hours, a cut southwest on Hwy 14, then northwest on 58, ending up late in the late afternoon in Tehachapi, not far from Mojave, to pick up a 6,500 lb. package from another brother. This morning, I headed west to Bakersfield, then northwest on Interstate 5, back to San Jose for the delivery. 17-hour, drive-time loop.
…The truck was equipped with satellite radio, so I found myself on the part of the dial comprising NPR, BBC, and a few commie and fascist talk channels—lafing my ass off about all of it.
Yep: Donald Trump.