An Orange Freak With Very Abby Normal Brain
by Noah
That's right, folks. It's the weekend again! The idol of the 74,000,000 Trump worshiping Republican voters is liable to say anything at any hour of the week but the weekends always seem to provide something extra special, something the worm eaten brain of Trump has been saving all week; some truly magically insane event, speech, or both. You know, something like last week's "see how much 'they' like me" black church event in Detroit filled with paid white parishioners! I'm shocked that they didn't all paint themselves up in blackface but that's coming! You know it is, just as sure as he will soon let loose with a tirade of public n-words. Where's he gonna do that one? At a debate? At a rally? At the KKK Republican Kon-Vention? At his inaugural speech?
And then there's all those Sunday morning shows where the usual gang of Diaper Don spokescretins knock each other over to get in front of the cameras in order to not just defend their Dear Leader but to sing his praises, while the network talking heads hurl nothing but innocuous softball followup questions if any at all. Don't wanna offend the boss you know.
Soon, Trump's Truth Social is going to metastasize into a public asees kind of TV channel that plays nothing but porn stars and their politcal equivalents cheering him and applauding him 24 hours a day, complete with fund drives, of course. Grift TV. Watching all these people kiss Diaper Don's ass every day is a total emperor's new clothes scenario. Yeah, they're all stone nuts, every single one of them.
It's only a matter of time before Dear Leader commands that they applaud him even when he's nowhere to be seen. And the likes of Lindsey, Moscow Mitch, Tommy Tubbervile, and the whole lot of them will be applauding Dear Leader right on a device in his pocket. All he has to do is push a button and there they are just like several days ago when he returned to the scene of his terrorist attack on the Capitol Building. My favorite reportage on that insanity was the fact that Marjorie Traitor Greene and Mike Johnson, our aficionado di porno Speaker of the House, got all giddy telling everyone who would listen, "He noticed me! He noticed me!" Some people never got past the 7th grade. Through it all, I couldn't help but dwell on the fact that the Republicans in Congress couldn't invite bin Laden to the rebuilt World Trade Center so they did what in their sick minds was invite the next best thing, America's Number One Domestic Terror Leader, the Oh Great Orange One.
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