Aunt Jemima’s pancakes or Uncle Joe’s fentanyl? Saw an overdosed guy

uncle joe is eating ice cream

“The other day I was in Madison (Moscow-on-the-Yahara) less than half an hour before seeing a drug overdose ‘victim’.” – from my Facebook page

THAT WAS A FIRST FOR ME. I’ve heard of celebrities dying with their head in a toilet, but this guy had his head in a bathroom sink at an Arby’s. He seemed alive because he was standing up, sort of. Another customer reported him to the manager, and before we left the police and an ambulance were there. I don’t know if they were administering Narcan or waiting for the coroner.

You can’t blame Trump, but we lost 100,000 people to overdoses last year. That’s enough people to fill the Rose Bowl; more than 270 per day. And we STILL can’t close the border? Thanks for nothing Uncle Joe. What’s so hard to understand? A child of five would understand what we need to do. Go fetch a child of five, Joe.

We’re “fixing” problems that don’t even exist, but the Gang of Eight has no intention of stopping the invasion from the south. Most of the fentanyl comes through Mexico from China. Does the Big Guy get a cut of the profits? That’s blood money. Trump greatly reduced the inflow of peoples from who-knows-where. Terrorists? Maybe they’ll vote for Democrats. Maybe twice. Biden doesn’t care.

You can be fined for not wearing a seat belt, but car accidents don’t kill half as many people as “recreational” drugs. And didn’t the dopes in one state legalize ALL dope? Is Homeland Security even aware of the problem of the “migration” of dope into the country?

WHAT BORDER?

P.S. I’d better quit before I start telling you what I really think.

PPS: Enjoy a short column for a change, and thanks for the pancakes, Aunt Jemima.

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Curtis Dahlgren
Curtis Dahlgren is semi-retired in the frozen tundra of Michigan's U.P., and is the author of "Massey-Harris 101." His career has had some rough similarities to one of his favorite writers, Ferrar Fenton. In the intro to The Fenton Bible, Fenton said: ​"I was in '53 a young student in a course of education for an entirely literary career, but with a wider basis of study than is usual. . . . In commerce my life has been passed. . . . Indeed, I hold my commercial experience to have been my most important field of education, divinely prepared to fit me to be a competent translator of the Bible, for it taught me what men are and upon what motives they act, and by what influences they are controlled. Had I, on the other hand, lived the life of a Collegiate Professor, shut up in the narrow walls of a library, I consider that I should have had my knowledge of mankind so confined to glancing through a 'peep-hole' as to make me totally unfit for [my life's work]." ​In 1971-72 Curtis did some writing for the Badger Herald and he is listed as a University of Wisconsin-Madison "alumnus" (loosely speaking, along with a few other drop-outs including John Muir, Charles Lindbergh, Frank Lloyd Wright and Dick Cheney). [He writes humor, too.]