You never witnessed Muhammed Ali fight a handicapped person, nor does anyone care to read a word fight between a blogger and Captain Bob, an obviously impaired, unskilled verbal combatant with life problems much larger than his impending slaughter by Eddie Trevino in the March primary.
Yes, it's true. Trevino could not have searched Brownsville's downtown alleys at 2:00 AM and found a weaker opposition candidate than Robert Sanchez. Trevino's candidacy on the Democratic side is essentially unopposed.
Captain Bob's inevitable primary loss to Eddie Trevino will be the tiniest, least painful loss on his horizon, not even close to the anguish of losing his children, his home and his business.
While no one wishes that last triad of defeats on Bob, the current trajectory of his personal life, lived so publicly, is on course for such tragedy.
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| Bob's Intermittent Girlfriend, Amanda McDonald |
As for the babbling Captain silencing Brownsville's bloggers, a document adopted in 1787 by the Constitutional Convention precludes that.
While not mandated or coerced, the blog that should be immediately silenced is Bob's very own Captain's Table. The blog is a community joke, making Robert a laughingstock in the city of his birth. No true friend would encourage him to continue.
If Robert has a lawyer, that attorney should kindly explain to his client the legal jeopardy and vulnerability of his unwise, illogical rants on The Captain's Table.
Shut it down, Bob! It will be the smartest move you've made this year!
Amazing how quiet a comment section is without Sanchez....
ReplyDeleteC'mon Barton, take it easy on ole Capt Bob. He just wants to have fun, bullshit, get a laugh here and there. You are right when you write that no true friend would encourage him to run. But the Brownsville crowd that Captain Bob runs with crossed that puente viejo a long time ago. Bob will do what Bob will do. Of course all armchair shrinks think he's a nut, a fun nut... but still nuts. hell, even capt. bob knows that we know he's chiskeao. But every village needs an idiot, someone who's more fucked up than we are, and who better than a once-rich, now broke, middle aged, bald-headed (not that there's anything wrong with that), sex crazed, ex St Joe jock running around town metaphorically naked, screaming for the party to never end: "C'mon everybody! We're going streaking through that quad and into the gymnasium!" Some guys bounce forward after a bad split and find someone and life goes on while others bounce sideways and get hookers and throw a big stag party and start burning the furniture so the ole lady doesn't get it when the constable comes pounding on the door. Capt Bob running for Anything is a gag, a joke, something to fill the vaccum of a boring life-- for him and for us-- something we can talk about years from now: "Remember the time when Captain Bob had a pet monkey and decided to run for office?"; oh yea, those were good times. But now comes the cruda and the cops and the courts are sorting through the Dionysian remains to see if the captain went over the line. In another time, the captain's so-called peccadilloes would have gone unnoticed or washed over as boys being boys. But these are not those times.
ReplyDeleteYou fool no one with your rhetoric orangutan. Everyone knows it’s you evil Eduardo Paz Martinez. Hate will destroy you hemEphrodite.
DeleteAnd there is the Robert Sanchez we all know will deliver and make himself continue to look like a dipshit.
DeleteNot Duardo. That's Ramon De Leon, the serial masturbator.
DeleteNah, not Ramon. He don't know what chiskeao means even if he held a mirror to his aquiline profile while masturbating. More like an Oliveira yanking CB's chain.
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