Yes, I will apologize right off the bat to the Salvation Army. They are a group of people that do much good in the world. My reference to them is along the lines of the Salvation Army holiday meals being a place where a rag tag group of people end up celebrating the holiday together, because the *normal* means of doing so, in a stable home with a loving family, is cut off to them for some reason. That’s what Donald Trump’s Mar-a-Lago “holiday dinner” as Charlie Kirk calls it, reminds one of. And of course they’re all keening and wailing to the tune of YMCA. It really sounds great when the people singing the words are three sheets or more to the wind.
Wait where is 47? I don’t see President Musk.
— Fraud Buster USA (@CharliGregory) December 23, 2024
And no I don’t know where Melania is, either. My best guess is that she’s in New York with her son and most likely her father. It’s a subplot to this grade Z reality TV movie we’re watching that Melania is about as married to Donald as any one of us is. The only difference is that Trump doesn’t offer us a quarter of a million dollars (or maybe even a bigger sum) to make an appearance. But otherwise, I’d say the level of no love lost between the two of them is about the same as for us.
As a matter of fact, I would not be surprised if Melania voted for Kamala because I really don’t believe she wants to screw around with this White House gig anymore. She’s made that pretty plain. So we’re going to have a *president* who golfs and watches TV and a First Lady in name only who’s in a different state most of the time. It should be an interesting administration.
Back to Trump’s guests: Rudy Giuliani is quite the busy lad this Xmas. In fact, he’s been playing Santa. Seriously. That’s a massive irony considering that if anybody needs to receive, rather than to give, it’s Rudy. He’s completely tapped out. But he does bring a legitimate name, Rudolph, to the holiday, not to mention the requisite shiny red nose. That’s one of the few things that Rudy has come by honestly, is the red nose with the broken veins, a signature trait of those who like to imbibe of the grape, shall we say?
Looks like the intro into some really cheap sleazy Xmas porno 😂
— Andrew Mc Cormack (@phpfyi) December 23, 2024
Only seeing is believing, ne c’est pas? And yes, it does remind me of a bad hallucination. Isn’t it interesting that Rudy would put photos from decades back in the last century on his *product?* Rudy, we hate to tell you, this century is already 1/4 over. Seriously, man. 2025 starts in a little over a week.
In any event, it’s some un-holy trinity at Mar-a-Lago, with Rudy who sitteth at the right hand of the Mango Messiah and Jeanine Pirro who sitteth at his left hand. That would make Rudy the equivalent of the Son and Pirro the equivalent of the Holy Spirit — and she has certainly imbibed enough to qualify for that role. It’s typecasting, in a sense, to cast Pirro in a Holy Spirit equivalency role.
Intriguing how Trump doesn’t drink but he places himself between two people renowned for doing so at his holiday feast. And where might Elon be? Did Trump finally manage to get rid of him? That won’t last long. The two have a symbiotic relationship and Musk is addicted to the limelight. He can only have that when he’s with Trump. Maybe Trump had Stephen Miller stash Elon in a coffin in the basement.
When do the two drunks start hand fighting for the next bottle of wine? And who’s taking bets on which one stumbles first and falls into a table?
So the crowd chose to get down with YMCA instead of a Christmas carol or two? Figures. You’d think since the RWNJ preachers have anointed Trump as the one true god now someone in MAGA that has musical ability (Lara sure as hell doesn’t!) would have composed some Trump themed Christmas songs. Hell, the songs are already written, at least the music. All someone has to do is rework lyrics. You think Trump cares about copyright infringement or paying royalties. Hell, he’d probably demand royalties from those who own rights to classic Christmas songs pay royalties to HIM!
“Only seeing is believing, ne c’est pas?”
Ursula, this is just a kind of nitpicky correction, but you’ve written that last part several times and it just peeves the heck out of me. It should be “n’est-ce pas?” or “ce n’est pas?” depending on inversion (the former, the preferred form) or simple question (the latter with a raised vocal at the end like in English, “He’s with who?”).
I keep thinking of all the sports teams, etc. who refuse the usual White House visit because of the occupant. I’m sure that will happen too in this next occupation.
I hope Trump plays a lot of golf because when he’s cheating on the golf course, he isn’t starting WW III or handing the keys of the White House (and the country) to Muskrat or Putinocchio.