I had a different blog than this one before. I started my first one at the beginning of the Obama era. This is the new one, I started it at the dawn of Donald Trump’s reign. For a short time I also wrote awhile for Alan Colmes’ site, which was…weird.
Anyway. For some reason earlier tonight I went back to the original site. Because boredom, angst, or whatever. I got to the second page and came across this. Not that it’s brilliant, but that it is what it is.
…But let’s be fair to him, this is the con. This is his great achievement. He’s just so awesome that he’s not going to bother with little details the way other losers do. Everybody else is dumb, and incompetent, both left and right, and do you really want any more of that? Of course not. So listen to The Donald: He can solve it all, everything. He can crack a safe, no problem. He can do a back flip – what are you kidding? He can end terrorism in America, all of it and soon. C’mon, now isn’t that better? Wouldn’t you rather have somebody tell you what all the problems are AND promise to fix them? Buh-bye everyone, thanks, love you all.
And therein lies Donald’s triumph: selling dickhead as if it were a strength. He’s so self-wanking that he must somehow be kinda good, know what I mean? Get it? And if you must know – funny you asked this – yes I do all of the great things, it’s true. Really, just go ask anybody. I’m going to be the best president, I mean believe me, you won’t believe it.
This is pure Narcissistic Personality Disorder. I’m closing my eyes and imagining my father as a serious presidential candidate. Then I’m opening them and seeing the Trump campaign playing out in real time. It’s not hard to place the outline of one on top the reality of the other and then see it for what it is.
I never seriously thought Donald would win. But I always considered him a serious threat.
Yeah don’t kid yourself. It’s not like the country never noticed this guy before. Donald has forever been a tabloid twit, a late show punchline. He’s a nasty and noxious personality who believes women are his keepsakes and dollars his dick. He’ll never be anything more than a figment of his own imagination…until you decide to go and vote for him. Then President Obama will have to open the White House door, hand him the keys and the missile launch codes, and he’ll become a real nightmare.
Today we learned all sorts of cool and depressing things about National Emergency declarations, and the particulars of the 1976 legislation, and how the Founders parsed Constitutional authority. I wrote the post back on July 23, 2016.