I always look forward to the longest day of the year. It’s a cause for celebration, I think – for me, it’s typically a day to light candles all over the house and celebrate light in every form of brightness I can conjure up. This year, I’ll be playing golf in 110-degree temperatures – the first of two days straight. I want to work on my driver and my short game, and I want to see how well my back holds up. We’re just weeks away from Goodboys Invitational weekend, and things have finally quieted down at work, so it’s a perfect time to lube up, hydrate, and see what I can do out there. I haven’t exactly decided where I’m going to play – I’m leaning towards Papago Park today with a return to Superstition Springs tomorrow. One thing is for sure, I won’t be fighting the crowds on the first tee – when it gets this hot, it’s not too hard to walk onto a golf course around 10 AM and fly your way around the course.

Meanwhile:

If liberals are supposed to be the most compassionate of folks, why are they so uncivil in their actions and discourse? I know there are wackos on both sides of the political aisle, but you rarely see conservatives engaging in actions like this and this. Look, you can disagree and protest against whatever you want, but there are lines that shouldn’t be crossed, and liberals do it all the time. I don’t take to much of what Rush Limbaugh usually says, but in this case he’s right – people are going to be killed, and the lack of condemnation on the part of the mainstream media and Democrats speaks loudly.

The activist who led a demonstration inside a Mexican restaurant where is actually a Department of Justice employee – she needs to be fired immediately. And as for Peter Fonda, well, John Lennon pretty much sized him up as a wacko a long time ago in the fine deep track “She Said, She Said” from their classic LP Revolver:

We didn’t want to hear about that! We were on an acid trip and the sun was shining and the girls were dancing and the whole thing was beautiful and Sixties, and this guy – who I really didn’t know; he hadn’t made Easy Rider or anything – kept coming over, wearing shades, saying, “I know what it’s like to be dead,” and we kept leaving him because he was so boring! … It was scary. You know … when you’re flying high and [whispers] “I know what it’s like to be dead, man.”

You’d think ahead of the midterms that the libs would try and tone it down a bit, but if anything it seems to me they’re getting more unhinged every day. On one hand, it gives me great pleasure to know that President Trump has unhinged them so much that you know every day of their lives is one of unending misery; on the other, someone is going to get killed. And if that were to happen there are enough wackos out there who would take offense to something like that and want to take an eye for an eye.

Me? I just don’t understand it. I lived through eight years of Barack Obama and watched him attempt to turn this country into Venezuela but you didn’t see this kind of thing from conservatives. It baffles me because life is too damned short to get your panties in a wringer just because your candidate lost. If it bothers you that much, work your ass off to get more Democrats voted in. But this juvenile, obnoxious “resistance” bullshit – it has to stop.

It’s time for liberals to grow up and grow a pair. But I can guarantee you they won’t.