There is
hope in Trump himself. The dude is feeling his oats and beginning to think he
has this president thing knocked. 
That is
actually great. He has no more idea how to be president than he does how to
tell the truth. So he’s going to chart his own path to political hell; just let
him listen to his own stupid counsel and trust his own instincts, base and
duplicitous as they are. He is just beginning to show how seriously he can fuck
up now that he’s becoming more and more unfettered from any realities other
than his own, which are shaky and paranoia-ridden, at best.
He’s
confidently and yet frantically rearranging the deck chairs on his own Titanic
ship of state. He’s firing anyone with even a whiff of disloyalty or whom he
has a grudge against and bringing in his own bizarre crew of half-assed
advisers who are all people who will never say no to even Trump’s most
outlandish and dangerous schemes. 
This has
been a banner month for the new, improved President Trump. Let’s see, he
decided to meet with Kim Jong Un and almost simultaneously decided to start
what he feels is an easily-won trade war with all the wrong nations by his
whacky and seemingly off-the-cuff tariff impositions. He then gave the hook to
Secretary of State Rex Tillerson and bumped up CIA honcho and experienced
ass-kisser Mike Pompeo to Tillerson’s vacant deck chair, while moving the
Torture Lady, Gina Haspel, into the top CIA slot. Oh, yeah, you go, Donnie!
And the cool
thing is that he did this stuff all on his own. He don’t need no stinkin’
advisers. I mean, look at the whole kerfuffle over his obsequious
congratulatory call to Putin on his so-called re-election. And this in spite of
the fact that his national security advisers had in all caps told him DO NOT
CONGRATULATE and to also get in Putin’s face vis a vis the Russian nerve agent
attacks in the UK. So what was first thing this genius did? Yep. And no mention
of any nerve gas either. Putin must get a kick out of watching Trump grovel and
he must have some strong stuff on Trump to make him such a lapdog. 
Now with all
these triumphs of the Trump will, is he girding his shriveled loins to fire Bob
Mueller? That would be the payoff. Then the fun would really begin: the old
constitutional crisis so-called, although that means different things to
different people. It could go a lot of ways.
Or he could
keep one of his mouth-fart promises and testify before Mueller and dig his own
grave with his big flapping mouth. 
On the home
front, Trump is obviously truly concerned about what the women in his life are
up to, especially Ms. Stormy, who is as much a media slut as he is. His hatchet
man lawyer Michael Cohen tried unsuccessfully to keep her off “60 Minutes” and
then he and Trump sued her for $20 million. That move was as stupid as it was
bold because It gave her lawyer, Michael Avenatti, who is a hardballer in his
own right, a bunch of talking points on MSNBC, the Fox News of the left, only
without the insanity.
So Donald
Trump, who has always been the smartest guy in any room – just ask him – is
doing a solo now. Great. Give him enough rope and you know what he’ll do with
it.  
 


 
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