I pity Trump for the awful awful fix his insatiable greed, his arrogance, his narcissism and his life of high faloot'in entitled privileges have gotten himself into. Yeh, heh, sure.
I even pity all of those folks who voted for this incompetent bragocious asshole and now have to live with the guilt and humiliation from their complicity in having Trump being in charge of a nation of which his only interest is in ransacking and looting it to his heart's content. What a coincidence that it's the only thing he's been doing his whole adult life. Yeh, I pity those folks. Yeh, heh.
And now, among other self-anointing perks, he's very very hard at work at blessing himself with hefty tax cuts and more bountiful loopholes for himself and his fellow billionaires. And he's going to do it by cutting essential social services, health care and hollowing out agencies that protect the interests and welfare of the very folks who put him in office. What a guy, huh?
But oh shit, he's going to have to somehow squirm and worm his way through all of the investigations, sanctions that conflict with his personal interests, allegations and tax avoidance schemes he's generously left a clear trail to. And oh yeah, those self-inflicted cuts and contusions he's managed to tweet himself with. Who knew a guy could commit political suicide like that?
Please, somebody tell me why he's still garnering a 35+ approval rating. <----(a question to the heavens of the rhetorical rant variety).