The Censorship Man had finally cracked the elusive veil of the Composer’s Code, and brought his purging tools in a bag.

His suspecting of five subversive acts in the mind of the Composer, it had dawned on him that there could be no way to manage this case without actually visiting the Composer’s domain. He hesitated only the briefest of moments, finally selecting a suitcase, and began the all too familiar trek through the lanes of his garden to the courtyard, and into the garden gate. “I brought this suitcase to bring down a Composer,” he said, showing it to the servants, who could have only one response.

The man had arrived in America as the Curator of Artifacts, and he’d spent his life after that unearthing the ancient secrets buried in priceless artifacts, all the while, avoiding prosecution for his actions. The Censorship Man was not without a sense of irony. His first target was the Exquisite Corpse (Grace Kelly).

The Censorship Man had his wrists shackled to the torture chair, as he stood at the confessional, lamenting to the Priest that the world was a terrible place and it had to be purged of all evil. Before he could get any further, however, an Alien and two Skeletons burst in and disembowled the Censorship Man, and his daughter came out of the bathroom in her nightgown and gave a big yawn.

“Oh no you don’t,” said the Alien.

“Momma can’t sleep with that man bothering her all night.”

Voting for a non – Democrat, especially one who has been the Chief of Staff to a ____, I was shocked to find out he was up for re – election. In fact, he won in a landslide. The fact that he is a Republican must have had something to do with it. You may not know this, but the good old U. S. of A. is having some elections in November.

If Mitch McConnell is not going to honor RBG’s final wish, we will. We will, and we have to. Hell hath no fury like the 1% gagged by lies, coerced by threats, and threatened by gun-toting, crotch-grabscraping tyrants. Do not question the legitimacy of your government. Do not question the powers that be’s absolute authority over your life, liberty, and property. You are not their property; you are their subjects. (And those subjects are not to be spoken of in any way without death!)

So listen to our young leaders. Listen to Senator Lindsey Graham. Listen to other senators, like Ted Cruz:

1. The best word for a hypocrite is “hypocrite.”
2. There are two words that are truly the worst in the English language: “fake” and “liar.”
3. “Stop interrupting.”
4. One of the most irritating habits in the world is the one that is done with the best of intentions.
5. A “satirical” interpretation of a historical event is usually completely wrong.
6. Don’t try to make a lemonade stand because there is always a fox around.

The Censorship Man looked down at the broken balcony. This one hadn’t been so easy, but it would do.

As he collected the Purging Tools from his inventory, the last remaining member of his three – person team entered, identified as “XB123”. He was a cocky little bastard, and laughed in his face when he saw he was not alone. Complying to the Censor’s orders, the other two gathered their tools, and the three of them left the room. Taking the address from the envelope, they sped toward the designated location.

They’d been on the road for the last month, and today was the day he was finally going to bring some order to The Composer’s iron-rule over music.

All I can say is, if you don’t like the direction things are headed in this country, better take some big red “exit” signs, go to your cars and throw them out into the road and then take your pick of them on the road.