Trump twitter rant this morning (remember March comes in like a lion, and goes out like a lamb):
#1- “Wow, just revealed that Michael Cohen wrote a “love letter to Trump” manuscript for a new book that he was pushing. Written and submitted long after Charlottesville and Helsinki, his phony reasons for going rogue. Book is exact opposite of his fake testimony, which now is a lie!”
#2- “Congress must demand the transcript of Michael Cohen’s new book, given to publishers a short time ago. Your heads will spin when you see the lies, misrepresentations and contradictions against his Thursday testimony. Like a different person! He is totally discredited!”
#3- “Oh’ I see! Now that the 2 year Russian Collusion case has fallen apart, there was no Collusion except bye Crooked Hillary and the Democrats, they say, “gee, I have an idea, let’s look at Trump’s finances and every deal he has ever done. Let’s follow discredited Michael Cohen and the fraudulent and dishonest statements he made on Wednesday. No way, it’s time to stop this corrupt and illegally brought Witch Hunt. Time to start looking at the other side where real crimes were committed. Republicans have been abused long enough. Must end now!”
#4- “Michael Cohen’s book manuscript shows that he committed perjury on a scale not seen before. He must have forgotten about his book when he testified. What does Hillary Clinton’s lawyer, Lanny Davis, say about this one. Is he being paid by Crooked Hillary. Using her lawyer?”
You have probably heard the old saying “you don’t own a cat they own you” well that’s the way it is at my house. My wife’s old cat decided it was time to wake-up and get the day going at 4:30 am. Now, I am a pretty sound sleeper but I do find it difficult to sleep with a fur ball standing on my head and scratching the headboard. My wife swears “I didn’t hear her”…….right. So rather than staying in bed for two hours waiting for my alarm to buzz at 6:30 I jumped in the shower and headed for work.
On the way in I stopped by the QT for a sausage biscuit and diet coke. Sitting in my car listening to MSNBC and getting crumbs all over my shirt a very loud, old, piece of shit F-150 truck pulled in beside me and out jumped Mr. MAGA himself. Standing in front of me trying to get that last drag off of what would already be described as a cigarette butt was the poster child of a South Carolina Deplorable, white, male, 50 to 60 years old, camouflage t-shirt that needed another foot of material to cover his impressive beer belly and the crowning accessory, the iconic red MAGA baseball cap.
I watched Joe Sixpack flick his cigarette into the parking lot just as he passed the cigarette receptacle attached to the trash can, I guess that just looks a lot cooler, and walk inside. I thought about all of the Donald Trump news we are processing this week and there is a shit-load of it, the Cohen testimony, getting just a kiss but no tongue from Kim Jong Un, overruling the CIA, the FBI and the Secret Service in giving his son-in-law Jared top-secret security clearance and wondered, does Mr. F-150 care about any of this? It is a rhetorical question, of course he doesn’t.
Last night Sean Hannity, the entertainer, the pillow, gave The Donald and his base a soft place to land. Evoking the name of “Reagan”, the fallback position for any red-blooded, white, American conservative Hannity inferred to his throng of faithful’s that Trumps supposed “walk away” was very Reaganesque. Even my Senator, the illustrious Linda Graham felt the need to offer Trump a much-needed ego boast last night at the Conservative Political Action Conference stating; “Speaking of Rocket Man, he couldn’t be here and if he doesn’t get a deal with Trump he won’t be anywhere much longer. The President is on the way back. Here’s a question, why is Rocket Man talking to Trump when he’s never talked to anybody else? Because he knows Trump means business.” Seriously Linda?
If you believe Michael Cohen, and honestly why wouldn’t we, what does he have to lose, Trump is a racist, a cheat and a con man. I know you are as surprised as I am! At the very least Trump has fulfilled the prophecy of Don Corleone “I never wanted this for you. I thought that, that when it was your time, that you would be the one to hold the string. Senator Corleone; Governor Corleone” by bagging the biggest prize the head of a crime family can get, the golden ticket, the money printing machine, President of the United States. Just remember how it worked out in the end for Michael Corleone.
Mr. Deplorable came out with a 2 liter bottle of Mountain Dew and a big bag of Fritos Corn Chips. The breakfast of constipated champions I suppose. As I watched him waddle to his truck I thought about all of the Washington politicians screaming for his attention on Fox News; President Donald “Kim told me he didn’t do it” Trump, my own Sen. Linda “John McCain who?” Graham, Sen. Jim “I love the feel of wrestling tights” Jordan, Sen. Mark “I know all of the black folk that work at Waffle House” Meadows, and my new favorite Rep. Matt “When you’re in prison can I date your wife” Gaetz. What is the common denominator between Mr. Mountain Dew and this gaggle of Washington celebrities? Their color, and the number of chromosomes (except for Linda) they share.
Be patient my fellow patriots, the end is near and the stains are becoming sharper and clearer. Rep. Elijah Cummings, a man who has endured both pain and sacrifice for freedom and equality has battled these forces before and I am confident he will see this fight through to its bitter end.
“When we’re dancing with the angels, the question we’ll be asked: In 2019, what did we do to make sure we kept our democracy intact? Did we stand on the sidelines and say nothing?”- Rep. Elijah Cummings