Mutt and Jeff

Cops call low-ball perps like junkies, wife-beaters, and sneak thieves “mutts.” Obviously, the term comes from the age-old nickname for dogs, although in many cases there is some affection involved in calling a dog a mutt. Also, a mutt is a breedless dog, a generic canine.

Donald Trump is the first, a low-ball mutt the best day of his life, a classless, semi-literate, mentally sick slimeball in a bad suit who actually thinks he should be on Mount Rushmore, a monumental delusion from a monumentally deluded, dangerously paranoid would-be emperor who uses his presidency to turn a Boy Scout jamboree into a Hitler Youth rally and summarily bans transgendered patriots from the U.S. military. In just two consecutive days.

All the while, Trump the mutt is cruelly and mercilessly tweet-torturing Attorney General Jeff Sessions in the hopes that he will resign. Insiders say Trump doesn’t have the nuts to fire anyone face to face, TV bullshit to the contrary. So the tweets go on. He fired Priebus by remote control, maybe warming up for deep-sixing Sessions.

I have not the slightest sympathy for Jeffrey Beauregard Sessions, a racist son of the old South who drew fire back in the day from Coretta King for his Klan affiliations. I hope Trump tortures him – long and slowly -- into resignation.

Presently, Trump’s tearing the wings off the Sessions fly is showing Sessions conservative senator supporters how little loyalty means to an egomaniac like Trump. They are getting a real-time, ongoing look at what they have helped to create and having second and third thoughts.

Obviously, Trump wants a new attorney general who will fire special counsel Robert Mueller, a seasoned manhunter, which should finally precipitate the Constitutional showdown that has been brewing since Trump’s first day in office. Better sooner than later to me. Let’s see how much the Republicans can actually take. Let’s learn once and for all if party is more important than patriotism in this new, great, corporate America of the one percent. Let’s see if Lisa Murkowski, Susan Collins, and John McCain are the only Republican senators with the heart to get in Trump’s grill. Also, what does it say that two women have more balls than a Senate full of men?

And that Jeff Sessions could be the linchpin to this showdown is especially ironic, given that he is in the same Rat league as King Rat Trump.  His Republican homeboy conservative cracker senators like Lindsey Graham are so far standing in his corner and Sessions himself is showing his version of backbone so far in not resigning. Graham has said, in fact, that if Trump gets rid of Sessions and finds a new AG willing to fire Mueller , that will be the true beginning of the end for this supremely ugly, crazy  motherfucker (my words here).

“There will be truly hell to pay” if Sessions is forced out, Graham said, and that Trump’s public humiliation of Sessions “is not going over well in the Senate and with conservatives.”

Of course, talk is cheap, especially talk coming from the mouth of a Southern Republican senator. But if he actually means it, can you see McConnel, Graham and other Republican senators finally walking over to the White House to tell Trump that it’s over and that he should give it up or be impeached, like Barry Goldwater and his cohorts did with Nixon back in those hazy Watergate days, which seem almost trivial now compared to the crimes against America Trump has committed since he took his hand off the Bible. I’ve often wondered why that Bible didn’t burst into flames the minute that low-rent swine laid his tiny mutt hands on it. 

Probably because they had an asbestos cover on it.