Well, I have the heart of an 8 year old boy. And I keep it in a glass of water next to my word processor. Stephen King explaining how he creates his horror novels.
I am by no means a board certified clinical psychologist like Dr. Mary Trump, although after more than a decade of paddling around in his personal Slough of Psychoses, I have a pretty good idea of what makes the little sh*t tick.
And in my final analysis, I’ve decided that famed author Stephen King is right. Like King, Traitor Tot has the heart and psyche of an 8 year old boy, and he uses them to create a dream world of his own choosing, and to his own liking. Unlike King however, somehow or other his heroic storylines just keep turning to sh*t.
Let’s start with a simple fact. For the allegedly most powerful man in the free world, Trump is a political imbecile. This stems from a perfectly logical origin. When it comes to politics, just as when it comes to anything else that doesn’t personally touch or benefit El Pendejo Presidente, he couldn’t give a sh*t less. Prior to 2016, Trump’s only interest in politics was to figure out who to shovel campaign money to that would give him what he wanted, and shower pubic praise on him.
This was made clear from his earliest utterances and mental projections from the time he joined the 2016 primaries. Do the research for yourself, I’ve got 10 years of material. From his every utterance and interview response, it was clear that, like an 8 year old man-child, Traitor Tot had a moronic view of the presidency.
And that was because his interest in the presidency was molded and formed by his self important and self indulgent view of himself and the world he occupies in his mind. To Trump, the President makes public appearances while throngs cheer wildly, gives long, windy, self serving speeches, and then sits in the Oval Office and bellows out autocratic edicts that magically come true.
Trump, like a spoiled 8 year old opening his presents on Christmas morning, had the shock of his life when he found out that his grand mother still sent him a sweater, and his aunts sent him stupid socks! Congress, especially a GOP controlled congress, was supposed to be nothing more or les than a tame lap dog ready to do his bidding in return for a skritch behind the ears. And the Supreme Court, especially with the three justices he appointed, was supposed to be a rubber stamp for whatever he decreed to be legal and constitutional.
Bitch, meet reality. Reality, meet bitch. What a shocking bitch slap it must have been to find that even a minority Senate could block his imperial edicts with a filibuster. And that, with a razor thin majority in the House, even a small handful of turncoat traitors could scuttle his plans. And don’t even get him started on the nine national nags wearing black muumuu’s!
It is well known political lore that when Arnold Schwarzenegger was elected Governor of California, he expected to rule by gubernatorial fiat. After a couple of months, some top advisors took him in a dark room, put a cool damp cloth on his forehead, and patiently explained that he would have to compromise with the Democratic legislature in order to get anything done. With that life lesson learned, The Governator became a very effective Chief Executive.
Emperor Numbus Nuttus has no aides brave enough to risk the chopping block to educate him in the ways of politics, and no desire in learning any life lessons that shake his comfy little dream world. And it shows.
One of my few remaining joys in watching Traitor Tot for even five minutes is in observing the inevitable Trumper Tantrum he throws whenever anything doesn’t go his way. The sane GOP members who defy him are traitors to the cause who will get theirs in the primaries. The Supreme Court that defies him is a national disgrace. And the Democrats that oppose him are enemies of the people, and Palm Beach Barbie’s DOJ will deal with them. Get this clear. Traitor Tot doesn’t have an inner 8 year old child. Trump himself is a mental, emotional and intellectual 8 year old child. And he acts out accordingly, every goddamn time.
Which makes him the most dangerous man alive. Now Traitor Tot is threatening to launch missile strikes against Iran in order to force them into signing a nuclear deal. Now excuse me, but it seems clear to me that even a case of canned peaches knows that bombing a country whom we are not at war with, and which has made no threatening military actions, is the best f*cking reason on the planet for them to develop nukes!
Congress will never give Trump an AUMF to attack Iran. Hell, at this point, the only intelligent course of action is to leave them alone and let their internal squabble play out. The only question left is whether or not there’s anybody on the Joint Chiefs of Staff with the balls to refuse to carry out a clearly illegal, immoral, and unconstitutional order to strike a country with which we are not at war, and who has provided no military provocation. My take? Don’t bet El Rancho on it.
I thank you for the privilege of your time.
I have been hoping you would give us your wit and wisdom.
Thank you Murfster.
Please forgive the juvenile humor, but I really enjoyed this double entendre: Trump’s only interest in politics was to figure out who to shovel campaign money to that would give him what he wanted, and shower pubic praise on him. 🙂