I love being a Michiganian so much. (Yes, that is what those who understand the meaning of words correctly call those who live in Michigan.)
Why would I love living in a state that constantly votes blue? That is a damn fine question, and my answer is simply this: I must be crazy.
However, I was never crazy enough to vote for the current governor, even though she makes me laugh. Which is better than crying, of course, and believe me, she has done enough, particularly during her moronic COVID lockdowns, to make a plethora of Michiganians cry.
So yesterday, I wrote a story about my wayward governor, which contained this paragraph about an incident involving her at the White House:
So for those folks who are embarrassed that she held up some folders in front of her face at the White House, which is a typical motion for somebody who occasionally shows embarrassment…
