Life
is stressful.
Galavant
isn't returning for a third season. I can't write about my favorite
baseball team for fear of jinxing them. Wells-Fargo (the robber-bank)
is still in business. And I have to wear long polyester pants and a
polyester shirt in 89 degree heat as I digest the news that Brad Pitt
and Angelina Jolie are taking a ring off it.
If that isn't enough—and it is—Donald Trump continues his battle with Tourette's in the midst of the 2016 presidential campaign.
Sigh.
If that isn't enough—and it is—Donald Trump continues his battle with Tourette's in the midst of the 2016 presidential campaign.
Sigh.
Can I confess something to you? I have the DTs.
Historically,
DT Is shorthand for delirium tremens, a condition brought
about by the sudden absence of alcohol in the human body after an extended period of abuse. In 2016, it
refers to exposure to presidential candidate Donald Trump.
On
the rare occasion when Mr. Fact-free does take his medicine and
announces that Barrack Obama was born in the United
States after all, the media goes ape shit.
If only Barrack and Hillary had responded to their requests for comment with “Donald who?” or “So?”
If only Barrack and Hillary had responded to their requests for comment with “Donald who?” or “So?”
Alas,
they took the media as seriously as an Edward Albee (R.I.P.) play.
Is it too late to nominate Trump for the Nobel Peace Prize? The
2016 deadline has long since passed, but 2017's Nobel slate is as
empty as Donald's yawning maw. For those of you congenitally immune
to irony, you can submit Donald's name here:
The
Norwegian Nobel Committee
Henrik
Ibsen Gate 51
Oslo,
Norway 0255
Who
knows, maybe it will all be better in November. The team that cannot
be named will be champions, the president-elect won't have a y
chromosome and Brad and Angie will have reconsidered.
In
the meantime, anyone got a drink?