Trump is an alien parasite eating my brain
I am exhausted from an entire day of doing nothing but reading the news. With the Trump spectacle ramping up, these days watching the news is a bit like watching cartoons of goose-stepping ducks on LSD.
Today we have the resignation of Matt Flynn and leaked evidence that he lied to the FBI, a federal crime that will almost certainly be covered up by the Republican Party. Donald Trump also hacked up a 90 minute speech that was about as as subtle and convincing as Carrottop restaging Othello using gag props. I think we are in the midst of a civil war between various centers of power in the government, each side possessing moles in the other camp, with the battles being waged primarily in the media. Though virtual and bloodless, it is nothing other than an old-fashioned revolutionary power struggle between elites. This current struggle is in a new phase, as neither side now believes the other will strictly abide by the law.
I am beginning to wonder if Trump’s advisers aren't intentionally releasing him on stage to perform his drunken grandfather act because they’re starting to worry too. Not that I can tell a difference during my listless eight hour day in the city, but I suspect that behind closed doors some awkward cost/benefit analysis is being hashed out by people who supposedly benefit from his election. Or let's hope so.
But mostly it seems like the attention being accorded to this sad man is cannibalizing my mind like some sort of parasitic alien. How did such a sad and comical human being as Donald Trump end up with the ability to suck up this much of the globe's attention?
Today we have the resignation of Matt Flynn and leaked evidence that he lied to the FBI, a federal crime that will almost certainly be covered up by the Republican Party. Donald Trump also hacked up a 90 minute speech that was about as as subtle and convincing as Carrottop restaging Othello using gag props. I think we are in the midst of a civil war between various centers of power in the government, each side possessing moles in the other camp, with the battles being waged primarily in the media. Though virtual and bloodless, it is nothing other than an old-fashioned revolutionary power struggle between elites. This current struggle is in a new phase, as neither side now believes the other will strictly abide by the law.
I am beginning to wonder if Trump’s advisers aren't intentionally releasing him on stage to perform his drunken grandfather act because they’re starting to worry too. Not that I can tell a difference during my listless eight hour day in the city, but I suspect that behind closed doors some awkward cost/benefit analysis is being hashed out by people who supposedly benefit from his election. Or let's hope so.
But mostly it seems like the attention being accorded to this sad man is cannibalizing my mind like some sort of parasitic alien. How did such a sad and comical human being as Donald Trump end up with the ability to suck up this much of the globe's attention?