Gather your children about, because we’re going to have Moral Lessons Hour, right here and now. Brought to you by the Mango Monarch Of Mar-a-Lago — who, apparently is having the worst-est, most awful-est, most un-fun Xmas ever.
And you might be feeling the same way with federal and state indictments staring you in the face, come the new year.
After Trump’s acting out on Truth Social copiously the past few days and giving an especially screwed up Xmas greeting to Jack Smith yesterday, he just couldn’t keep his thumbs off the phone. So here is Xmas Joy, Trump style, sent approximately noon, PT.
As you see, he hooked it to his tirade from last night.
Aaw, did we get coal for Christmas? pic.twitter.com/kUSjlmRjUS
— DeniseWilson 🌊🌊 (@DeniseWilson64) December 25, 2022
So what does this tell you? It tells me that he’s obsessed. The last meeting of the January 6 Committee and their final report (which I’m sure he hasn’t read but he’s gotten a few ideas about what is in there) were what blew his fuse — this time. After the first of the year there will be so much more on the criminal referrals to the DOJ and the Georgia investigation is proceeding.
What really is making him miserable, though, is that nobody is paying any attention to him — not the kind of attention he needs. He needs the limelight and to believe he’s relevant and the center of all attention, like the rest of us need oxygen and sunlight.
His issue, more than anything, is that he’s issued his mini manifestos this week — since the 15th, actually, when his digital cards gambit flopped and he was shamed into making an announcement about free speech — and nobody cares. He’s getting a little press here and there, mostly on Twitter, but it’s not the press he wants.
He wants to galvanize peoples’ attention. He wants to shock. He wants to fuel headlines and breathless commentary. And he can’t do it. Nobody cares. Everybody has heard it all before.
His MAGAs show up religiously to listen to him and so do his ardent detractors on the left. We’ve still got a laser focus on him. And well we should. The danger that this man poses is far from past. But as far as mainstream consciousness is concerned, and the level of attention he needs, Trump’s star has set.
He knows it has set, deep down. That’s why he’s miserable and lashing out. He can’t even enjoy a few days out of the year, when everybody else in the world calls a truce and decides to watch holiday movies, visit with friends either in person or via phone, internet, in short, share some goodwill and some heartfelt cheer. Whatever our challenges and travails, we collectively decide, as a culture, let’s live a little. So we have some laughts and share some joy, knowing that the problems will still be there after January 1 and we’ll deal with them, then. Trump cannot do this. He’s shown that. He’s utterly self obsessed. He’s clearly miserable. He has made that abundantly clear all week, and particularly yesterday and today.
And for that, I say, many thanks, Donald. Rage rage against the dying of the light. Keep sharing with us your impotent, stupid ravings. They are the thermometer, showing your mental health, and right now, you’re in the danger zone. You are not a well man.
As I watch The Christmas Carol, I see frump before the ghosts show up to help scrooge turn his life around. Except in frumpy’s story his old partner doesn’t come back cuz he’s in jail. No ghosts come either, so the knock on the door turns out to be the feds. Merry Christmas Mr stooge! Enjoy your gruel!!! Oops! What was that? The sound of a bowl being thrown against the wall!!!!
I think the next big drama about to unfold will be watching the GOP attempt to leave Trump in the past — without pissing off the base too much. I can’t wait.
In an epic poem Robert Frost tells us “So when at times the mob is swayed, to carry blame or praise too far…We may choose something like a star. To stay our minds on, and be staid”
With Trump I hope Frost would forgive me for altering his prose a bit, from choosing something like a “star” to: Chose something like an outhouse, with Trump stuck in the waste pit. And take a shit!
Crude but it would serve him right! The Perp-walk & prison, is my Favorite “vision”!
Lots of poetic talent on this site. Bravo.
I wonder…if he just put up a post saying “WHITE POWER!” or something similar at this point, would anyone notice? But actually, any harm he could truly do died with his trading card scam. Without his MAGA base or rich donors, he’s secondhand news at best. You want to watch for threats, look elsewhere.
Can you imagine his Christmas? sitting all alone in Mar A Liar with no one but the migrant staff milling bout doing their jobs. There are no guests because, well, people are with their families and friends. No one to applaud him as he enters the empty dining room, just a lonely place for one at the far end. He wanders over to the record player and puts on Electric Avenue and YMCA as a woman who doesn’t speak a word of English brings him a can of coke and a crystal glass. She bows as she leaves the table, heading for the kitchen.
He sits alone, waiting for his hamberder and French fries, gently tapping the table in time to the music, and decides it’s time to post a Christmas message to his adoring fans on social media.
He turns to check his hair in the mirror, and adjusts his tie while straightening his posture in case someone walks in.
Moments later another migrant comes over to check on him and says OK?
Yes, yes, oh, si, si, he replies. Uno momento, she says and he nods as he finishes what he considers to be a very fine Christmas post.
His cell phone rings, he looks at the number and answers quickly, desperate to speak to someone, anyone. He answers and hears holiday music and loud chatter in the background as Melania greets him from a swanky party in midtown Manhattan. He brags that he has many people over for a party, and even suggests it’s the best party in the state of Florida. No one is having a party like my party, he boasts to his contractural “wife”, “Everyone is here!!!!”
The migrant woman walks in with his meal, setting in in front of him and adorning his lap with a white cloth napkin.
“They’re calling me to the stage for a speech!!” he tells Melania, ending the call abruptly.
He rings the little bell on the table and a migrant comes running. “Si?” she says.
“Ketchup, I don’t have any ketchup!!!” he growls at her. “Si, Moneur, Si!” She says turning toward the kitchen.
He ponders firing her the next day, but quickly changes his mind when he realizes there would be no one left to wait on him.
That may be how it is. We don’t know what Hitler did in the bunker in the last days, but there are a lot of cameras at Mar-a-Lago, so we do get some footage from there.
Ursula, the pathetic final days of Hitler in his tawdry bunker are well chronicled in Antony Beevor’s excellent book “Berlin: the Downfall 1945.”
Thank you. There’s a definite hole in my education, that I haven’t read that book.
See this for what it is. Trump is mentally unstable and what few drops of dried glue are holding him together won’t last much longer. The “man” is certifiably NUTS!!!!!
I am truly enjoying watching Trump and his former GOP supporters disintegrate in full view of the public. Reminds me of when these clueless conservatives proclaimed Sarah Palin their new shining star; now look, Caribou Barbie’s stuck washing dishes in Wasilla, all by herself.
Trump still doesn’t know he’s a has been yet so let’s not tell him so we can enjoy watching him plummet to Earth even longer. I want his downfall to be a surprise for him but last years for us, so we can all enjoy it even more.
This was always it was going to end too. I’m sure some of them know that the end is nigh for their little political moment…and nothing can be done to reverse it. My favorite bit in the movie The Last Starfighter comes to mind:
“What do we do?!” “We die.”
This is an original situation. A lot of peoples’ political stars set. That’s common in that field of endeavor. But I haven’t seen it happen simultaneously with a presidential run and numerous lawsuits and criminal referrals taking place. This is a case of first impression.
Very little in this world is truly original. Most of it is recombinations of prior situations that happened before, adapted to the circumstances. Personally, I find myself casting my mind back to the election of 1864 (which, do recall, took place in the middle of the FREAKING CIVIL WAR), the execution of Charles I at the end of the English Civil War and the collapse of the alleged “caliphate” of ISIS in the early 2010s with a dash of IRA terror attacks (including the one that claimed Lord Mountbatten’s life in the 1970s).
TL;DR If something looks completely original, it’s time to expand your frame of reference.
What is Tl:dr. ?
TL:DR means “this is the summary of what I just said” basically.
It means “Too Long: Didn’t Read” and is often accompanied by a link to an original source.