We Know What You Did Last Week...Do You?
September 13, 2022
On September 3, 2022 while playing the old Oh-Yeah-If-I’m-A-Fascist-Then-You’re-A-Fascist
card as a rejoinder to Joe Biden finally calling a fascist a fascist…well, a
semi-fascist, the self-proclaimed Very Stable Genius seemed to have completely lost
touch with the space/time continuum (you can add this to all the other things
with which Il Douche has lost touch, like democracy, intelligence and reality).
Trump’s hanging-by-fingernails grasp of reality was never anything but a flimsy
façade. But now, even as he and his enablers loudly (in typical Ratpublican
projection mode) question Joe Biden’s mental well-being, Trump tossed out this mind-bending
little tidbit:
“Last week (italics
mine, psychotic break, his), the weirdo — he's a weirdo — Mark Zuckerberg came
to the White House, kissed my ass all night. “Sir, I'd love to have dinner,
Sir. I'd love to have dinner. I'd love to bring my lovely wife.” All right,
Mark, come on in. “Sir, you're number one on Facebook. I'd like to congratulate
you.” Thank you very much, Mark. I appreciate it.”
Last week? Does he
mean that, along with the thousands of documents, hundreds of which are
classified, that Trump stole from the White House, he also walked out with a
copy of the key to the front door. I wonder if Biden knows that the guy he beat
like a dusty rug has been sculking around the White House meeting with Mark
Fuckerberg nearly 600 days since he was unceremoniously tossed out like a
cheeseburger that has gone undetected, growing moldier and moldier for six
years under the bed.
More likely, what came out of Trump’s face sphincter was, as usual, just
a verbal version of what emanates from the other end of his feeding tube and
takes 10 flushes to eliminate from his gold-plated toilet – even when there are
no added documents.
This has been a Paying Attention™ Special
Broken News report.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled
time warp.
Wha wha? Whady say?
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