The Nominally Chosen One
So President Fredo had a presser today.
After retweeting (and for Trumpie the Klown, retweets are always endorsements, so please don't embarrass yourself by going there) a right wing conspiracy theorist who thought George Soros paid crisis actors after the Vegas shooting last year that was orchestrated by ISIS, don't you know? he then went out on the Walkway of Shame that had launched 1000 gaffes.
That conspiracy theorist, one Wayne Root, a self-confessed converted Jew cum evangelical Christian, basically verbally fellated Trump by calling him "the Second Coming of God", "the King of the Jews" and "the King of Israel." Just so there's no residual doubt and you're still itching to split hairs and tell us what Donnie Dumbo meant to achieve by that copy and paste job, he thanked Wayne, apparently one of the very few denizens of the hopelessly warped Wayne's World in which he resides, "for the kind words."
In other words, it really doesn't matter where they come from, as long as someone gives him what he really believes is his due. It really all started yesterday in the Oval Office when Trump had a spontaneous presser and said that American Jews who vote Democrat weren't loyal to either this country or to Israel and they also weren't particularly smart if they did so.
News flash to any right wing nut bags reading this:
Depending on which poll you read, Jewish voters in the US tend to vote Democratic 70-80% of the time. That's a reliable demographic that changes little if at all year to year. What Trump essentially said, and this is surely a reaction that filtered even through his famously thick skull of his sinking poll numbers courtesy of his once-beloved Fox "News", is that Jews were too stupid to be trusted with the right to vote. And, if intelligence wasn't the issue, surely it must be an ethical failing, the inability to show the proper allegiance to Trump's 4th Reich.
Despite Trump's obligatory cocksuckery of Israel that is preceded by every president before him going back to Truman, he revealed a dark, nasty, antisemitic side of him that has always been there ever since he was Citizen Trump. In 1991, Trump wrote or had written for him.
And we've seen absolutely nothing from Trump since he was shoehorned into the Oval Office that tells us he's softened or modified his stance on African Americans since HUD ordered him and his KKK-sympathizing father Fred to stop discriminating against potential African American tenants.
Because it seems virtually every time one of them disagrees with Trump or criticizes him, Trump goes right for the jugular and denigrates their intelligence. That's right. The man who can't even spell "Hamburger", his own wife's name or the surname of his Attorney General and a growing lexicon of other names and words is demeaning the intelligence of African Americans.
But that was mere prelude because today Trump copied and pasted in a series of tweets this morning by a clearly unhinged sports handicapper who literally thinks Trump is God. In other words, we're seeing the exact opposite of the Trump Derangement Syndrome that right wing nut jobs have been accusing me of all day on Twitter: Trump Veneration Syndrome.
Then, as proof that he took it totally to what passes for his heart, he strolled out of the White House and, while talking about his trade war with China, literally looked up as if daring God to disagree with him and said, "I am the Chosen One."
Which I interpret as proof that God does not exist. Because if He did, He would have landed a 3,000,000 volt lightning bolt right on top of Trump's ridiculous double-woven combover that makes what little is left of his hair look like an Irish cabbie's hat.
And there you have it: A clearly unhinged "president" who's running scared because of the ongoing Epstein investigation that surely features evidence of him in some compromising positions in his buddy's townhouse (such as on top of a 13 year-old girl) and some bad news from his own propaganda arm. Fox "News." So what do you do when the walls are closing in?
Double down, put your arms out and push back those walls like Moses with the Red Sea and hope that no one notices your crumbling feet of clay.
Despite Trump's obligatory cocksuckery of Israel that is preceded by every president before him going back to Truman, he revealed a dark, nasty, antisemitic side of him that has always been there ever since he was Citizen Trump. In 1991, Trump wrote or had written for him.
“Black guys counting my money! I hate it. The only kind of people I want counting my money are short guys that wear yarmulkes every day. … I think that the guy is lazy. And it’s probably not his fault, because laziness is a trait in blacks. It really is, I believe that. It’s not anything they can control.”That's right, he said that. In 59 short words, Trump managed to insult the two largest Democratic voting blocs, repeatedly.
And we've seen absolutely nothing from Trump since he was shoehorned into the Oval Office that tells us he's softened or modified his stance on African Americans since HUD ordered him and his KKK-sympathizing father Fred to stop discriminating against potential African American tenants.
Because it seems virtually every time one of them disagrees with Trump or criticizes him, Trump goes right for the jugular and denigrates their intelligence. That's right. The man who can't even spell "Hamburger", his own wife's name or the surname of his Attorney General and a growing lexicon of other names and words is demeaning the intelligence of African Americans.
But that was mere prelude because today Trump copied and pasted in a series of tweets this morning by a clearly unhinged sports handicapper who literally thinks Trump is God. In other words, we're seeing the exact opposite of the Trump Derangement Syndrome that right wing nut jobs have been accusing me of all day on Twitter: Trump Veneration Syndrome.
Then, as proof that he took it totally to what passes for his heart, he strolled out of the White House and, while talking about his trade war with China, literally looked up as if daring God to disagree with him and said, "I am the Chosen One."
Which I interpret as proof that God does not exist. Because if He did, He would have landed a 3,000,000 volt lightning bolt right on top of Trump's ridiculous double-woven combover that makes what little is left of his hair look like an Irish cabbie's hat.
And there you have it: A clearly unhinged "president" who's running scared because of the ongoing Epstein investigation that surely features evidence of him in some compromising positions in his buddy's townhouse (such as on top of a 13 year-old girl) and some bad news from his own propaganda arm. Fox "News." So what do you do when the walls are closing in?
Double down, put your arms out and push back those walls like Moses with the Red Sea and hope that no one notices your crumbling feet of clay.
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