"Oh, what a beautiful morning! Oh, what a beautiful day! I'm drinking this whole pot of coffee. You better stay out of my way!"-Unknown
Hope springs eternal this morning, as I enjoy my coffee fix.
By now everyone in the world (no exaggeration) knows Trump is just not right.
Simply put, everyone knows he's crazy.
When the orange ape first took over (literally with the help of Russia) the Oval Office, traditional GOP lawmakers tried to cover up how crazy he was.
One of the favorite GOP talking points early on was how he would become "more presidential" after being elected president.
We all know that didn't happen.
It occurred to me, while reading an article in The Guardian newspaper this morning, that there may be a smidgen of hope for Don the Con.
Up to this point Trump's private doctors have detected very little brain activity due to how small it is. Any hopes of brain surgery to make Donny sane were dashed...
… but there's hope now!
In a stunning medical advancement vets in New Zealand have performed world-first brain surgery on a critically endangered New Zealand bird in an effort to save the vulnerable kakapo parrot population.
Before this medical advancement happened, vets avoided brain surgery on avians. Bird brains are, after all, very small.
By now I'm guessing you see the connection.
If doctors can perform surgery on bird brains, then Trump's tiny twisted brain could also be operated on. Even if it's only a lobotomy, it would be an improvement.
Time for me to walk on down the road...
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