Hate Speech

 It is difficult to focus on "the one thing" that makes me most upset about having a former game show host for a "president." 

Today I will choose this: The announcement of national and international policy on the social media network owned by this coward of a cretin. 

This past Saturday, he made this threat: “Remember when I gave Iran ten days to MAKE A DEAL or OPEN UP THE HORMUZ STRAIT. Time is running out - 48 hours before all Hell will reign down on them. Glory be to GOD! President DONALD J. TRUMP,””That was followed on Sunday, Easter morning by, "Tuesday will be Power Plant Day, and Bridge Day, all wrapped up in one, in Iran. There will be nothing like it!!! Open the Fuckin' Strait, you crazy bastards, or you'll be living in Hell - JUST WATCH! Praise be to Allah." 

One might expect that this came from the basement of some MAGAt's home he shares with his mother, rather than the "leader of the free world." Difficult to find anything particularly "presidential" in the vicious and ultimately racist threats against a country with whom he is the reason the conflict exists in the first place. 

The fact that his own administration routinely has to race to catch up on whatever late-night rants he fires off from the fancy new toilets in what is left of the White House. It is worth noting that he and his rabid War Czar Pistol Pete Hegsbreath seem to be in some terrifying game of who can generate more war crimes while his handlers struggle to explain "what the president meant." 

It's actually pretty simple: The "president" meant that he is full-goose bozo. One or two bricks shy of a load. He's all oatmeal north of the eyebrows. The Trump trolley has jumped the track. Over the weekend, there were rumblings across many different Internet platforms that the convicted felon may have been rushed to the hospital. The response, as you might imagine was less concerned that anticipatory. Would this be the weekend that the solution to all our problems came? Some sort of holy intervention brought forth as a reminder that there is something bigger than (small h) him? 

It was not, of course, to be as the rumors of his demise had been exaggerated, but not without some merit. 

Sleep tight, America.