Don’t go callin’ it moonshine. It ain’t but it is homemade, in a still that’s been brewin’ good stuff for over four generations in Putnam County Tennessee. This one is apple pie sittin’ whisky, if you can get past the burn in your throat when the whisky goes down to get the taste of apple pie. I did not. Especially not at 10am. It’ll definitely cure what ails ya, however.
And right now, as a long-standing member of the GOP watching McCain sabotage the healthcare, I might need more than a sip of this homemade whisky! I was in Hanoi, visited the Hanoi Hilton where McCain was held POW, saw the tiny room he was for years but now, as much as I hate to say this out-loud, I think McCain has become the traitor. Harsh words, I know, and I’m not sure how much of it I mean versus just how angry I am at the RINO faction of the GOP undermining the Trump plan. The tax bill seems doomed too, after listening to Ryan this morning interviewed by Maria Bartiromo.
Pass the whisky, I fear it’s going to be a long four years!