It’s getting to be a game that people play, See Trump Flop. Many reels have been assembled of his most spectacular gaffes, where he says something stupid and then decides to double down on it as if it was intentional. When he spoke before the Libertarian Convention in Washington, D.C. a few weeks ago it was particularly hilarious because Trump got up and asked for “your votes and your nomination” and was resoundingly booed. The very next day he got on Truth Social and said he didn’t ask for the nomination because he couldn’t be the nominee of two parties. Alas, the videos had all gone viral by that time and he was stuck. Here are a few other gems.
The slurring is getting worse pic.twitter.com/rTSgsH3uB2
— Acyn (@Acyn) May 11, 2024
Trump: I will use title 42 to end the tryyyyyyyy pic.twitter.com/utsv7tEMhJ
— Acyn (@Acyn) June 6, 2024
Using Title 42 to end the trial? Title 42 of the United States Code has to do with migrants who potentially carry infectious diseases, not hush money trials. But when you have one overriding concern on your mind, it comes out.
It’s not clear what exactly he was trying to say, but Trump’s mental rainbow wheels of death have become more prominent in recent months. He froze for more than 30 seconds during an NRA convention in May, and has been caught slurring his words at numerous campaign stops. Clips of Trump’s glitches, the verbal equivalent of watching a train crash unfurl in slow motion, have circulated widely among critics questioning his cognitive fitness as he touts a new cognitive test that does not exist as evidence of his mental prowess—and who can forget the infamous “Person. Woman. Man. Camera. TV” fake cognitive test Trump took during his presidency.
When he’s not glitching, he’s word association-style rambling himself into the sunset. During his lackluster Bronx campaign rally in May, Trump fantasized about someone in awe of his ability to put on his pants after veering off-script. At his meandering post-conviction press conference, Trump claimed witnesses were “literally crucified” and described Manhattan District Attorney Alvin Bragg as looking “so nice and so soft.” It’s unclear what verbal faux pas Trump will stumble over next, but you can rest assured The New Republic will cover it, and it will be glabghrasrsnbed-ahhh.
His Bragg gaffe was very strange. But he topped himself within a few hours. He said that Justice Juan Merchan “looked like an angel” but was “really the devil” and“literally crucifying witnesses.” No, Donald. That would mean that they are strung up on crosses in Times Square or someplace and that would have gotten a lot of press.
But this is the new normal. The GOP is fine having a convicted felon rave like a lunatic. Their take on it all is that “the charges should never have been brought” to quote Mitch McConnell. No, absolutely. Let’s just let lawbreakers go uncharged and let them run for the highest office in the land. That’s what America is all about, right? Maybe with the smashed moral compass of the GOP, but not by anybody else’s reckoning.
The wheels will stop. He is old, infirm, obese, etc.-those wheels are going to stop and one hell of a lot sooner than he would like. Unhealthy individuals like him usually don’t live this long-obviously in a medical system which gives monied people (or those that pretend they have money) better healthcare, those people have better healthcare outcomes and longer lives. It’s a pity really since I cannot offhand think of any wealthy people who help our country, our society, the planet by living longer. In fact, their early demise would benefit everyone (except them I guess, lol). (^-^)/ viva la revolucion.
His wheels are both warped and out of round. Any lying, dysfunctional and delusional wordsmithing cannot lathe them back to being anything remotely true and or acceptably functional. Don Don’s wheels are increasingly wobbly. They have lost any semblance of true honesty and integrity. The rot has finally broken the veneer of fake intellectual prowess, for all to see. He’s quite clearly deteriorating, wobbling and careening down the pot-holed shite-carters laneway, of his own design and construct. He spews shite laden word salads that are Gatlinged out of his muppet mouth – proof positive of what’s inside his bombranium. Like the broken spokes and wheel rims he peddles his remaining existences on – all of his own making. Class act Don Don. Not!
meet the Trumpstones…the modern stone age family…
By the way that picture represents his latest cognitive test by his alcoholic MD…the challenge was to point to his own head! He passed after several tries.