It’s easy when you make up numbers!
It’s easy when you make up numbers!
Donald Trump - The guy who always responds to the call of “Hey Dumbass!” with “What?”
As long as it ends with he and his whole merry band of dipshits being dragged away in manacles, I say it’s a party!
And he fucks up his own rationale about ten minutes later:
No, they’re credulous. They believe what (white) people in (perceived) authority tell them, no matter how ridiculous. It’s the longest con in history, and as long as people keep giving money on Sundays, it’ll keep going.
Perhaps shorter and shorter briefings are an indicator of a growing conscience, and perhaps even personal growth. Or madness. One day she won’t even show up; she’ll just wander around the White House in a half daze mumbling, “Out, smokey eye-shadow, out!” while frantically rubbing at her eyes...
Year’s just starting...
Sorry, I had to fix the headline; it is absolutely in error:
“It’s impossible to get into Trump’s head. I don’t know what’s in there...”
Just trying to keep the Nixon brand untainted by mendacious filth.
Trump: “How long? Another minute? For the cameras?”
#You’reNotHelping
Narrative One: The kids are little MAGA hat wearing racist assholes who’ve never seen a native in their lives, there to take part in a march that has NOTHING WHATSOEVER TO DO WITH THEM, BEING A BUNCH OF LITTLE BOYS. They see the native protesters marching and gather around them, shouting “Build That Wall!”
So many punchable faces... where to start... oh, right, the leering rapist up front there.