In about an hour, I will open this bottle of Perrier-Jouet champagne. I’ve been saving it for almost ten years. I bought it when the first “fidel is dead” rumor surfaced. I have not touched it since. Tonight is just the right moment to celebrate — yes, celebrate — the death of that ignominious monster 90 miles to the south with a champagne toast. Good riddance, fidel. Burn in hell. You’re brother next, please.
I will also toast to a new year that has enormous promise for America. In less than 20 days, the reign of Barry The Narcissist will come to an end. Eight long, miserable, humorless years. Along with his exit, I hope the Democrats continue doing exactly what they’re doing today.
I commend the American people — myself included — for rejecting politics as usual back on November 8…
Happy New Year, America!