Arrr, why be Trump hankerin' fer the Panama Canal? Here be the scoop, matey!
2025-01-08
Arrr! In the year of our Lord, 1978, the Senate scrawled their mark on treaties, makin' us forever neutral, aye! But lo, some landlubber Republicans be wishin' they’d set sail for battle instead. Blimey! Who knew peace could be so bothersome, eh?
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout a time long past, when the winds of politics blew fierce and wild! In the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and seventy-eight, the wise men of the Senate beheld a parchment and declared it fit fer ratification. Aye, they proclaimed a state of permanent neutrality, like a ship anchored in a calm bay, avoiding the tempestuous seas of war!But lo and behold! A band o' scallywag Republicans, with furrowed brows and grumbling bellies, did lament this fateful decision. "Arrr!" they bellow, "What folly be this? To stand idly by whilst the world rages like a drunken sailor at sea!" They be wishin' for a bit more swashbucklin' and less cordiality, as if they were itchin' for a rumble on the high seas!
These landlubbers, with their fine wigs and powdered faces, ponder if a bit more aggression would serve their cause better. But let me tell ye, the sea of politics be treacherous, and not every sailor knows how to navigate its stormy waters! So raise yer tankards, me hearties, to treaties and tempests alike, and let us laugh merrily at the follies of landlocked men!