Midnight Meme Of The Day!

by Noah

Dementia, meet paranoia. Drug strengthened paranoia at that.

I'm tempted to say that, because of his "Live from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue: Meltdown" performance, Tuesday the 13th will go down as a top day of Trump Infamy, but there will be more, and there will be worse as what's left of Trump's mind slips deeper and deeper into absolute chaos. No one is coming with the net, not his family, not Congress or his $enators, and not the military. Certainly not a complacent citizenry that sits back and, at best, only regards the daily Trump Lie Fests and Trump Freakouts as just another Reality TV show. It's Putin's favorite show of all time but that bothers all too few. Even now Kim is playing with his computer to see how he can keep this clusterphuck going. He needn't bother.

Trump thinks the press brutalizes him but those who control the Korporate Media always make sure the punches are pulled. Despite the myth that his own FOX "News" pushes, Trump hasn't been brutalized by anyone. He hasn't met the fate of Benito Mussolini. He hasn't met the glorious blade and basket combo like some inbred Frenchie. There's no sign of a Ceausescu solution. That one happened on December 25, 1989, Christmas Day here in the west. What a fine present that would have been in 2019, so fine for all of us, especially those who lost loved ones due to the inaction brought on by Trump's psychopathology.

There's no intervention; none at all. No dragging the obese, orange bag of puss from the building. No shaving the freaky "hair" and attaching the electrodes. The best we can hope for is the person who writes the chyrons at CNN gets an Emmy Award. The audience of celebrities at the ceremony will applaud in their isolation booths and the audience at home will rush out to buy the latest issue of People Magazine for the coverage because they consider that an "essential trip."