It's like being dragged up that first incline on the world's biggest roller coaster. Clickety clack clickety clack... the building excitement... the anticipation... Oh wait... that was the first time. Now it's the second time and he's had time to get his circus trained. He is truly now the ringmaster. Last time he was barking out his ineptness high and low to a mixed bag of idiots and sycophants. Now it's just the sycophants and billionaires whose ears he's filled with favoritism. The idiots still love him too.
The TrumPOTUS is playing Santa to the super yacht biz jet class while promising the rest of us a lump of coal. Y'know to heat our homes with. Promise delivered! For the nouveau ruling class it's, "Let's see what we have in the bag... an ambassadorship to Italy for you... deputy Secretary of Defense for you... ambassadorship to Switzerland for you... Attorney General for you... and the grift-n-graft will continue. Donald Trump likes to talk about the swamp all the while openning all channels to his personal wealth. This cocksucker loves the swamp!
Okay America, you may think you were protecting the realm from the evils of liberality in favor of being ruled by an "imperfect vessel." BAAAAAAA!!! Wrong, but thanks for playing. You like the guy because (fill in the blank) and because he's not a blackish woman with something the people of the still greatest nation used to respect--character.
But no, we'd rather rally around a perfect asshole and call him imperfect (as in felon) like he could absolve us of all our sin and set us on a path to prosperity and righteousness. He will single-handedly smite our enemies (immigrants and everyone that didn't vote for him) crown himself emperor pro-tem and all the while creating a bitcoin superpower. Such a deal. All we had to do was check our good sense and morals at the voting pole door.
Who needs Jesus when you have Trump? Who indeed.
