Take it down.

Hey, oh best beloveds, I’ve had enough of Trump, how about you? Do you find yourself wondering what it will take to get rid of Donald Trump?

Is it not enough that he thinks he’s Jesus and therefore above reproach from the courts? Are you disgusted at the way he made the rest of us complicit in the murder and dismemberment of a journalist for cheap gas? (You should have gotten a clue about what some sectors of the American public will tolerate for cheap gas during the run up to the Iraq war).

I think he’s pushed me over the edge. I will be restless until he’s gone.

But tomorrow, it’s Thanksgiving — and my birthday.

Yes, every decade or so, there is a cosmic alignment of 11/22 with the 4th Thursday in November.

So, I declare Thanksgiving a Trump Free Zone in honor of my birthday!

I will be 24. Why do you ask?

Oh, and the White Album is 50 tomorrow: