I’m madder than someone who saw all the promise and hope of President Obama — so he voted for him — twice! — over the fact that I have lost all respect for Donald Trump and now say I won’t vote for him even once!
Look, you all know the ol’Screecher came out in favor of The Donald saying whatever he wants in the name of free speech a few weeks back in a column that was seriously badly edited, leaving out my whole point.
But that doesn’t mean that I don’t know where the line is when it comes to free speech, and the second that big mouth blasted John McCain for being capture in Vietnam, I know for a fact — and I’m sure everyone reading this agrees with me — that he crossed it!
Shame on you, Donald! It’s too bad your mouth is quicker than your brain. You’ve proved over and over again that you have a penchant for not controlling your diarrhea of the mouth, which is offensive to all. To put it in your own words “You’re fired!” — from mankind!
Enough of this boor!
Now, permit me to bring you up to date on my latest journey of gluttony and pleasure. As addicted to food as the Donald is addicted to bad taste, my lovely bride Sharon and I won a cruise on the Norwegian Line from Atlantic City’s fabulous Resorts Casino.
How good was it? Youse all know how I constantly and continually rave about the El Caribe Country Club caterers in Mill Basin! Well, imagine if the El Caribe had a 20-story hotel above it and served varied and delicious cuisine non-stop, 24-hours a day, daily!
I personally know this to be true because Tornado kept moaning and groaning with each ton of food I consumed. Of course, he didn’t realize that the fatiguing exercise of my thumb on his throttle scooting around, around, and around the ship on all 14 decks kept making me hungry, hungry, and more hungry.
And believe it of not, all that thumb movement in the hot sun helped me lose weight on the trip! That’s a trifecta!
Add to that the gentle rocking of the ship when I lied down on the dreamy bed put me in an instant coma, so poor Sharon had to get her exercise walking to the casino on the opposite end of the ship and feeding the hungry slot machines. She walked more than 30 miles in the course of seven days.
Do not get the impression that the casino was the only activity. Norwegian Gem has it all, and it says it right here in the brochure: a chic, four-lane bowling alley, tons of dining choices, and Freestyle cruising, a big pool, a spa, water-slides, and WiiStation games for the kids. Accommodations range from the luxurious multi-room or romantic suites. And you couldn’t beat the pool-side Latin dancing parties!
This magnificent floating hotel has 1,300 staff and crew to spoil 2,000 passengers. And they are all experts at it.
And if you don’t believe me, ask my old Harway mailman Tommy and his wife Vera, who worked for me when I was Community School Board 21’s president more than 20 years ago. Can you believe we saw them on the cruise after not seeing them in a decade! Small world, no?
While Sharon was in the casino, I took advantage of seeing whatever shows were being offered in the Broadway-quality Stardust Theater — and the singers, dancers, scenery, and acrobats were as good as you can find on the Great White Way.
With different cocktail parties going on night and day, you never know which one to go to and everybody has to resort to reading the Freestyle Daily, the ship’s newspaper published with each and every activity — time, place, and info.
Before I forget, allow me to personally thank concierge Francesco Vecca, who can accomplish miracles on his phone while you wait. Although he’s not from Sicily, I will happily adopt him as my cousin. The Captain of the Gem Lars Bengtsson set the humorous ambiance of the entire voyage with comical quips. For example, when saying goodbye to everyone, he said when you leave the ship to go home to your mother-in-law or other tragedy (outburst of laughter!)
Need a vacation that’s really a vacation — go Norwegian, where your only worry is to pick and choose what fun thing you wanna do!
Screech at you next week!
