Donald R. McClarey

Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three and happily married for 35 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.


  1. The first is a murderous pathological liar.
    The second is a commie pinko geriatric imbecile.
    The third is a philandering adulterous foul-mouthed playboy gambler.
    So the fourth is the only acceptable candidate.

  2. I see the resemblances, except for Mrs. Clinton. She doesn’t look a bit like Beverly Sills! Oscar the Grouch, though… but before he softened up and got a pet (Wormy).

    And I’m with Bob Tanaka, Trump is not Beaker! Yeah, they both have orange hair but Trump in a lab coat? C’mon. Jim Cole may have it, Trump is Animal! Or Big Bird–but the one from the Bearded Spock universe. He’s gaudy, loud, and tasteless; at nine feet tall he gets all the attention in the room; and he bites, pecks, insults, and poops on everyone else.

  3. Hillary Clinton as Miss Piggy. The first thing that comes to mind is the saying of Judge Sol Wachtler about indicting a ham sandwich. We won’t over-analyze the applicability of my strange recollections but recommend the reading of “The Empty Pantsuit” in the May 9th Edition of the National Review. The gist of Kevin D. Williamson’s article is that Hillary’s campaign is that” Hillary Clinton doesn’t stand for anything—and that is her appeal.” The first thing that comes to mind is that her campaign is like an episode of Seinfeld, it’s about nothing.

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