|I...I'm not sure I have words here...|
|The White House staff is something like |
377 people and they can't go a day without
some colossal fuck up. Not one day.
|I mean look at all those desks, they can |
investigate two, maybe three crimes at a time.
"Russia started their anti-US campaign in 2014, long before I announced that I would run for President. The results of the election were not impacted. The Trump campaign did nothing wrong-no collusion!"
-The President drawing an unsupported
conclusion and using 'impact' as a verb
|"Oh! Did he say no collusion? Well that's good enough for us. |
Scrutiny: over. It's a good thing that journalism is alive and well."
-The White House Press Corps
|Really though, the college bookstore |
sweatshirts should have tipped you off.
Anyway, unsatisfied with politicizing grief, the President continued with his rapid-fire tweeting. Apparently he wasn't busy doing anything else this weekend.
|So like is he biologically incapable of sensing the irony here,|
or does he just really think we're all that stupid? I'm genuinely asking.
|"I would characterize my approach going|
forward as 'making it rain indictments.'"
-Special Counsel Mueller after
So I guess what I want to know is how detached from reality is the President that this doesn't bother him? Like, even Claudius, Hamlet's dick of an uncle, soliloquizes about how he can't enjoy being king since he came by it via ear-poison-y regicide. I'm not comparing the two of course, I mean, Trump didn't kill anybody for the job and I am fully willing to accept that he's just the patsy here, but you'd think it'd get under his skin, you know?
|I guess what I'm saying is that Trump is Claudius, Clinton was |
Hamlet and I guess the ear poison was Russian fake Facebook
posts? Goddamnit...fine, I'll admit it's not my best analogy.