On this, the last full day of the Trump regime, I think most of the country is breathing a collective sigh of relief. We have survived!
Barely.
And the reasons are rampant.
Trump truly is the buffoon I thought him to be, but he is worse. Much worse. He is a man who embraces stereotypes like cookie monster gobbles cookies.
Wanting to look big and powerful he wears his comical toupee and postures like Ricky Raccoon in a third rate gangster cartoon.
Trying to woo the ladies he layers on compassion like lead based make-up that quickly melts off in the heat of the lights he wants highlighting every moment of his self absorbed life.
He used to twitter till the thugs came home, but once silenced, he simply raged like an impotent three year old.
Yes, I was wrong. I once (before 2016) compared him to a bullying eight year old, but he is actually an aging toddler let loose upon an unsuspecting world and allowed to rampage for four long years, nearly destroying his playroom in the end, I suspect it is now time for him to go sit in a corner of his golf course until the adults decide what to do with him.
No comments:
Post a Comment