Monday, November 18, 2019

Donald Trump is President. This Is What I've Learned.

Educators have long maintained we can learn anywhere. And from anyone. Woe unto us were learning confined to the classroom.

And so it is that despite my smoldering contempt for president forty-five, I have learned from him. For instance, I have learned that when confronted with accusations you feel are false, the best thing to do is prove it.

Let's say there are suspicions regarding your financial dealings, and a request is made to examine your tax returns. It has become standard operating procedure for people in your position to submit them, as they are prove with unshakeable certainty that your extensive business dealings are legal and above board.

You have nothing to hide. What would be the point of obfuscation?

Repeatedly denying those requests, endlessly parroting a lame excuse for your non-compliance and taking legal action up to and including the Supreme Court would only add fuel to the fires of suspicion, would it not?

That's just silly.

Another example. You're the holder of a political office. It has been alleged that you have sought the help of a foreign government in collecting dirt on a political opponent. You have also been charged with threatening to withhold nearly half-a-billion dollars in foreign aid should this government fail to play along.

Displaying the political acumen you have accumulated in your long years of public service, you slam this door shut with a resounding finality by cooperating with your accusers, opening the books to any and all investigation that in the end, will paint your naysayers as the desperate, clutching fools that they are.

Again, what would be the point of denials? Refusals? Obstruction? Those are the tools of guilty men.

Is the last laugh not also the sweetest?

So yes. This is what I've learned from our latest (and greatest) president. When one finds themselves in the middle of a witch hunt, the best thing to do is fling open the closet doors and dare your opponents to find the witch costume.

Well-played, Mr. President. You, sir, are a genius.


Tuesday, November 5, 2019

Where's the Fire, Donald?


Displaying the peevish rancor of a man with little to lose, President Petulant lashed out at California governor Gavin Newsom Sunday, incorrectly insinuating that it was California's lax fire prevention efforts that led to the two wildfires currently laying waste to vast portions of the state.

If this textbook example of blaming the victim weren't enough, the petulant one also threatened to withhold federal aid, which seems to becoming a habit.

If Trump makes good on his threat, perhaps Newsom should offer to dig up some dirt on Democratic candidates and see how the president responds. If nothing else, it could add weight to the current body of evidence that paints Trump as the venal, self-centered whore-monger over half the country believed he was back in 2016.

Naturally, it goes without saying that Trump's assertions were fact-free. Displaying the reflexive ignorance that has made him the nation's number-one source of fake news, Trump lambasted Newsom for not clearing forest floors of debris when in fact these fires were burning in grasslands which ring urban areas.

(That's why so many houses have been destroyed, Sir.)

In other words, while clearing forest floors of debris is always a good idea, it would have had no effect whatsoever on the fires currently raging in California.

Prior to the Trump infestation, the Mariana Trench was thought to be the deepest, darkest place on planet Earth. A place as remote and removed as the furthest reaches of space.

Post-Trump, this is clearly not the case. That honor belongs to the endless expanses of our president's fathomless ignorance.