Love it when it snows

Sometimes ago, there exist 2 empires of lies...One imploded on the pression of truth...

The other one survives for a moment, but truth being truth, the other one was imploding right now under our eyes...

" What is truth? " - A roman governor of Judea

"Truth is like bread, you love it more when there is none"  Groucho Marx

The 'man' is a hopeless aberration...a smooth-talking backtracking backstabbing lecher...
Rules by whim...if that fails, threats....followed by small minded fear....

Pravda is just Rubles washed into dollars....

I'm going to pause for a moment....I have much better activities to attend to, then to waste the energy in my fingers, illustrating the fallacy of a fool...

But, like Arnold....

"I'll be back..."

a smooth-talking

Actually he really is not very smooth talking at all, his public speaker demeanor is quite pathetic.
Reminds me very much of, " are you smarter than a 5th grader"
At which Tramp fails miserably and sets a new low bar.