Fear of Orange
Last year’s election was one of the greatest things that has ever happened……if you are Russia, China, Iran, Venezuela or Saudi Arabia……oh, and North Korea…..let’s not forget about “Rocket Boy”. What wonderful times they are if you are a country that benefits from devaluing the US Dollar, destabilizing the US economy and setting the state of equal rights back over 70 years! Hooray for subtly declaring PoC, women, LGBT and those directly affected by DACA to have absolutely no rights whatsoever by appointing blatantly racist, misogynist and literally criminal staff members to the White House while we were all being distracted by whether or not some athlete was kneeling or standing.
Orange-man, you have strong-armed the American voter into agreeing to yet another failing business venture like your university, your steak company, your clothing line and, of course, your many failing hotel/casino ventures…including one in the island province of Puerto Rico that you have back-handedly thrown shade on and refused to give any help to whatsoever unless the camera lens is pointed directly at you. It is interesting that some of the Indigenous Peoples of this country have managed to run their casinos for decades and turned a solid profit and returned that profit, (for the most part) to their communities while you openly are complicit with the theft and raping of their lands and people by the oil industry and white agenda.
Speaking of strong-arming and acting like a mafioso towards allies and enemies alike, Rocket Boy sure did call your bluff. How about that? Instead of standing firm on the world stage and stating what America was going to do to protect her interests around the globe somebody must have dropped their woobbie in the dirt because you sure did take to Twitter and show your maturity level by throwing around every high school lunchroom insult. What, are you Karen from Mean Girls? I’m waiting for you to say ,”You can’t sit with us!” to Angela Merkel at the next G20 summit. Did the jocks give you Atomic Wedgies in the boys locker-room? Did the class tramp rebuff your advances with your tiny hands? What was it?
Now, don’t get me wrong. I sure didn’t want HRC to be my CIC any more than most any other American Veteran. That would have been a disaster. But, we all know that if Mattis wasn’t between you and the big red button….we would all be human glow-sticks by now……except for you…you would be deep in the caverns of NORAD. You are all for increasing funding for our military because they are disposable resources for you. Let’s bomb Syria, let’s level the DPRK, let’s wipe out Venezuala….oh hell, let’s nuke the NFL Hall of Fame! While you are at it, Colin K. lives in San Jose. Let’s declare martial law there and send in your pals from the National Socialist Movement to take care of things for you. I wouldn’t put that past you one bit.
You are an idiot, surrounded by idiots, big idiots, yuuuuuge idiots. How about when you have that second scoop of ice cream that no one else gets to have in the State Dining Room….how about you ask for some of that tasty Polonium-210 topping? It’s a Russian specialty.
© 2017 Jason Brent Shanks