Even though I’ve spent seventy-plus years on the planet, no one would be impressed by the famous folks I encountered along the way. Particularly, when my biggest claims to fame are that I went to the restroom with Barbara Bush, drank lemonade with Mitt Romney, and had a private meeting with Alice Cooper. I’ve no bragging rights to dropping big name stars in any circle of influence.

The name droppers I’m disgusted with are those who lump humanity into categories based on their own biases–Kikes, Niggers, Wetbacks, Guineas, Dagos, Retards, Spics, Chinks, Japs, Childless Cat women, Fairies, Dykes, Heathens, etc. For God’s sake, people are people. Take time to get to know them; you’ll find out they not only put their pants on the same way you do, but you may discover the person within, not the label.

Which brings me to the current state of American politics. Mocking the disabled and the loser veterans, Lyin Ted, Sleepy Joe, Fat Christie, ad nauseaum. Weird, Nasty, Tampon Tim, Kambala, Orangeman, Hillbilly, etc. Let’s stop the disparaging, schoolyard remarks and focus on the economy, education, and the environment. Let’s talk about immigration, war, and health care.

And for God’s sake, let’s drop the names!