Thursday, May 28, 2020

He's Like a Disease That Won't Go Away.....

He bellows, whines, wheedles, castigates, insults, demands and that isn't all.....
   I would be willing to bet that this idiot's face is found in more than half of the images on any particular political website.  He is plastered every-fucking-where.  And....it's making me sick.

   You think I am kidding, don't you?  I'm not.  When I see his porcine likeness now...usually contorted in some derisive or explosive expression....I actually feel the first little inkling of nausea. Were I to allow myself to take in more of his disgusting visage, I believe I could actually go the rest of the way, to kneeling in front of the porcelain throne and heaving my guts out.  On every possible level, this idiot has inserted himself into our lives.  The coronavirus shut-down might have provided some respite from this inundation of ugliness....but, no, he's still all over the place causing more suffering and trouble.  Whether he's telling people that it's all a hoax, or that they should be taking a potentially lethal drug, drinking bleach, shoving a high-powered U-V light up our butts....doesn't matter.  He's THERE....everywhere you look. 

  This is, of course, his wish...that he be like Big Brother in the novel 1984...everywhere at once and in control of, hell, EVERYTHING.  Today has hardly gotten going and he's in full attack mode.  This time it's social media, because Twitter had the astonishing temerity to post a 'fact check' after the Idiot posted another conspiracy lie.  The site refused to remove his attack tweets aimed at Joe Scarborough, falsely implying that he might be involved with the death of an intern in '01.  Scarborough was over a thousand miles away when the poor girl had a cardiac event causing her to pass out and hit her head, killing her. And, now the Asshole in Charge is trying to pedal the conspiracy that Scarborough was somehow accountable for her accidental death.

   The husband and family of the unfortunate woman, Lori Klausutis, even asked Twitter to take down the Idiot's conspiracy posts, pointing out that it was cruel to the entire family.  They refused...despite the fact of it being a violation of their stated policy to stop such postings.

   Twitter is a Trump whore.  No kiddin' at all on that one. They not only allow him to use their platform as a launching pad for his inane ramblings but also for his vicious and fact-free attacks on anybody he decides should be his target of the day.  This making of special accommodations for the Idiot clearly is in conflict with Twitter's stated policy and no other sub-human would be allowed the same freedom to act out so badly.

  But, always astute, ol' Donny boy has decided that Twitter should not even have the right to point out to readers that something he's posted is factually incorrect....i.e. IT'S A LIE.  So, he's ginned up an 'executive order' that he is attempting to use to muzzle Twitter and all other platforms for social media.  It's okay for him to lie, to attack, to be a total piece of shit....but it's not okay for the platform he is using to do so, to point out when he's clearly outside the Truth Zone..wandering in a swamp full of nasty stuff. 

   Not only does he expect to be allowed to lie his sorry ass off....he expects to have the power to shut-down any attempts to inform readers that they are being lied to.  He wants it all.  So, what's new, right?

  Here is where I should point out that it's, once again, not even clear that the Idiot has the legal power to shut down a private entity, thereby violating its right to Free Speech as guaranteed by the Constitution.  Of course, the Idiot has only the vaguest of ideas about what is in the Constitution, and he clearly could never, would never take the time to read something so 'complicated', eh.  His speed is a briefing with short sentences...better yet, just bullet points....and colorful graphics.

  Well, here's a tiny nugget of hope for you:  he's losing it.  I have read a host of professional opinions from psychiatrists and psychologists who are among the very top most respected in their field...and they are all coming around to the inevitable conclusion that ol' Donny boy is coming apart at the seams.  For me, the image that comes to mind is that of a B-17 limping back across the Channel, one prop just hanging, holes all over from the German fighters and flak.  One engine is smoking and he's losing altitude.  Will he make it to an auxiliary field and land safely? 

  Nah.  He's going to ditch....in November.  It's going to be a nasty landing too.

  Mark my words.



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