Imagine our collective disgust at having to live with a convicted felon for a "president," but also having to deal with his imported rich billionaire tech boy who wants to rearrange the deck chairs on the Titanic as he drives it toward the nearest iceberg.
I was no fan of Elongated Mush long before he installed himself as head of DOUCHE. DOGE. Whatever made up thing he decided to call it. This is a man whose output of electric cars and rocket ships are just as likely to blow up as they are to be overpriced. He claims to be an alternative to NASA, but when NASA blows up a rocket, they don't keep sending them up. They halt the program and examine the evidence, making sure the air orifice o-rings are no longer a problem before they make yet another bad choice. His electric "trucks" are priced to move at one hundred thousand dollars each, in case you want to park in front of one of Trump's hotels and blow it up yourself.
This is the "very stable genius" who, when not out "solving" problems, he is busy impregnating any woman who will lie still long enough for he to attempt to generate a new line of what we assume is a pale super race whom he will eventually dismiss once they understand just how little daddy cares for them. Or pretends that they are dead because of what he calls "the woke virus."
Part of me believes that this is only "fair" because this pasty nerd paid for his chance to take a chainsaw to our federal budget. The three hundred million dollars he tossed in the direction of the convicted felon and election denier to give him an election he could brag about stands as the quid pro quo for his geeky assault on our government. It must have made the former game show host very excited to finally have an immigrant who wasn't looking to be in a gold-digging relationship with him but rather to shower him with gold.
Sorry. That may give you the impression that golden showers is something the "president" enjoys.
Speaking of sorry, I can't help but feel a little bad for Jimmy Dunderhead Vance, who felt that if he tossed aside any of his own convictions and morality that he might become second in command to the guy who declared himself king because he rescinded a traffic law in New York City. Now he is reduced to a shadowy figure who lopes around the periphery of the circus, only making enough noise to be noticed when he supports German Nazis.
Never mind the hypocrisy and insanity that comes with the show. It may not have been what any of us voted for, but it is currently the only show in town.
If only I could find the off switch.
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