Holy Hypocrites

Forgive me if I gag on the hypocrisy displayed by the National Federation of Republican Women.

Welcome ladies to the most conservative state in America, including Utah, home of the non-drinking, non-smoking moralists who make up much of the Mormon Church. Judgmental may best describe our out-of-state, out-of-touch damsels who see pornography and filth as direct risks to not only their kids but also the sanctity and security of our entire nation.

You know – drag queens, girlie pictures, dirty books hidden in the teacher's desk and, at every turn, educators who want kids to have trans surgeries and, for the boys, get ‘em out there on the track where they surely so dominate the girls, they'll all drop out of life itself.

OK, so if all these ruinous realities of public schools are true, and the middle aged-to-aging ladies make up the vanguard of virtue determined to stamp it all out, how in the world can fully 59% of them say they are all in for the most corrupt, immoral, womanizing, vulgar and vapid phony male ever to seek again the highest public office in our country?

Beats me, but perhaps it's as simple as this: In reality, they are driven by other issues more important to them than where and when Toady Trump talks dirty or, worse, acts dirty.

Maybe they like his tax policies so beneficial to the upper income class, from which many of our visitors this weekend land at tax filing time; and they damn sure want the border closed until they need a new roof on their house, or yard mowed, or streets maintained or dishes washed at the Oklahoma City Golf and Country Club or any other menial task the rest of us won't do.

It's beneath us, just as is any honest conversation about their overwhelming woke worries when in fact I doubt five of them know what the Webster's dictionary definition of woke is.

Have a safe trip home ladies and, frankly, by holding your national convention in our backward, redneck state, you accomplished what I didn't think possible: You further lowered the IQ in Oklahoma while raising that of your home states during your absence there and attendance here.

I almost feel guilty for such harsh criticism of a group of ladies I'll never meet but here's the deal: If they'll quit playing like they're all concerned about what allegedly goes on in our public schools, while snuggling up next to Terrible Trump for president again, I'll leave them alone and go back to just kicking around some home-grown hypocrites named Stitt and Walters.