Rejoice in celebrating St. Patrick’s Day with us. We happen to have two evergreen articles about leprechauns. They are both set in Trump’s first term, on the first day of his term and on the blessed last day. Here is the link to the first article, written on January 20, 2017, a day which was not joyful. But we attempted to laugh none the less.
And you remember how horrendous those first four years were, which takes us to this next article, published on Trump’s last day. We will live long enough, God willing, to see Trump leave the White House again and for good. And maybe this is how he’ll leave this time.
The Flip Out Scene In the Oval Office You’ll Never Read About
Read them both and dream of the day when Trump is gone forever. Never has a man so fetid been so feted. It is a wonder to me that he formed a cult and became its charismatic leader but such is the marvel of television. Trump is the Lonesome Rhodes of our time, for real.
