I thought this piece by my blogging friend Elyse, at Fifty Four and a Half, has some staying power.
Sometimes a metaphor actually plops into your lap. Or your hands. Or into someplace you hope you don’t drop your cell phone.
That happened to me today, when I read an article in the Huffington Post about one of the, ahem, priorities, of the folks setting up Friday’s Inauguration of Donald J. Trump. And really, it is a metaphor for what is to come.
You see, whenever there is a big event here in the DC area, there’s a lot of shit going on. Literally. Lots of people = lots of pee and poop! So port-a-potties line the Mall, surround the Monuments; and ring the Capitol itself. And in the DC area, one company has the scoop on poop.
Photo Caption Don’s John’s.com
But, according to the Huffington Post,
Someone’s Covering The ‘Don’s Johns’ Logo On Port-a-Potties For Trump’s Inauguration
When I saw that headline, my first thought was…
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Still Skeptical After All These Years 
I would be among those ripping the tape off the signs. I will uncover the s**t at every opportunity in the future.
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Jim: As a Marine, I always appreciated the thoughtfulness of the Navy to provide a poop deck on its ships, but what do submariners do? Of course, having no ships the Marines just provided us with the slit trench. Semper Fi! Bud
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What do submariners do? They do it deeper, Bud. 😃
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