Good Day World!
Have you ever had one of those mornings when you wake up feeling like you have a hangover, and you didn't even have a single drink the night before?
It's been happening to me a lot in the last 11 months. When I see Trump's name in the headlines - and they're always there - I realize it isn't a hangover. It's a living nightmare.
What else could you call our racist (and a long string of other expletives) president as he stood beneath a portrait of Andrew Jackson, and addressed the famous Navajos Code Talkers in a White House ceremony recently?
Did you happen to see it?
Trump acknowledged that Native-Americans were in America long before Europeans arrived (Chief of Staff Kelly made him say that).
Wasn't the part where Chump called Sen. Warren "Pocahontas" in a childish jab, a solemn moment? You could hear a pin drop as Donnie chuckled at his own joke.
When Trump finally turned to the veterans, he announced, "I like you!" like it was a benediction from the Pope.
I really like the part where they just stared back at him with no expression after his "heartfelt" declaration. I can only imagine what they thought of the clown in charge.
It was embarrassing watching a man who isn't even good enough to lick a veteran's boot be in the same room with those heroes and mock them.
Hell...it's embarrassing having to admit that an old lunatic is in charge of the country!
Time for me to walk on down the road...
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