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Would It Be Inappropriate for Prince Philip to Bitch Slap Trump?


I know the Queen is far too well behaved to do something like that but the
crusty and (unlike Trump) über manly Duke of Edinburgh may be a different
matter.

No one would mind, sir. Your people would stand up and cheer after the
coarse, vulgar, crude behavior to which our a-hole president has subjected
your country, Prime Minister, and people. (Face it, Trump’s the type who’d
fart at the dinner table, then pick his nose–a total pig.)

Right now there are probably many people in the USA who would stand up and cheer too should the unfiltered Prince Consort/Duke of Edinburgh feel compelled to smack President (AKA “Fat Donnie”) Trump with a good hard shot to the chops for the way he has behaved toward England, its allies, NATO and common decency–of which Trump knows not.

But, please Prince Philip–don’t leave any marks. Trump wants to look his
best for his prom date with Vladimir Putin. We’re all agog/aghast waiting for the
photos of Putin sitting in front of the fireplace, with pipe and slippers and
his poodle Donald Trump curled up on the floor at his feet. Ya just know
he’ll be crawling on his belly and wagging his fat tail hoping for a pat on
the head and maybe even a treat. (Sit. Stay. Staaaay. Shake hands. Sit up
and beg. Good boy. Gooood boy.)

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How Trump Is Like Henry II of England–and Not


Since the anti-American GOP’s suck-ups are always seeking to ingratiate themselves with the Donald through the flattery he loves, here’s some for the ages.  Literally.  No doubt Trump would be glad to be compared to a famously wealthy and powerful English king, in this case Henry II of England.  Plus, he doesn’t read so Henry’s less admirable attributes won’t cause any blowback.  (Jeez, Steve Bannon had no problems with his disparaging remarks did he?)

These excerpts are from Geraldus Cambrensis (Gerald of Wales) who was the tutor of two of Henry II’s sons; King Richard (Lionheart) and King John (Lackland).  He well knew King Henry II.  And some of Gerald’s description(s) of that king could easily have been written about Trump.

Here are a few nuggets.

…Well, Henry II., king of the English, was a man
with reddish hair, a big bullet-head, blood-shot gray
eyes that in anger flashed fiercely, a fiery face, and
a broken voice. …; his figure was portly, but
not absolutely of huge and unwieldy bulk. …
…constitutional inclination to corpulence…
…showed greater tenderness of feeling for the fallen than for the survivors: he was far less demonstrative in his care for the living than in his grief for the dead…
…No one was kinder in the hour of trouble : when all was well again, no one more severe. …
…The man for whom he had once conceived a hate, he
could with difficulty be brought to love…
he was by nature not a truthful man, and would habitually break his word without the slightest excuse. For whenever he found
himself in a difficulty he preferred that his honour
should suffer rather than his interest, and thought it
better to lose his reputation for honesty than to miss
an advantage. …
…to the great inconvenience of his subjects exceedingly
slow in coming to a final decision in any matter. … …by the refined malice, as it were, of Fortune it happened that where the king
looked for happiness there he found hostility; where
defence, defiance; where help, hate; where rest and
repose, there especially disquiet and disturbance. …

Henry II did have a number of more laudatory characteristics and  behavior patterns.  He was extremely intelligent and had an incredible memory; he read prodigiously and applied himself diligently to attending to the nuts and bolts of governing.    He also worked hard to keep his weight under control, exercising constantly.

Mr. Trump, not so much.  We knew the man was a pig, by the words that came out of his own mouth.  He openly bragged about getting away with serial sexual assaults.  But we balanced those egregious character and personality flaws against the known reality of his also hideously flawed opponent who was unsuitable in different ways but still definitely not presidential material.  We held our noses and expected a workaholic president who would be busy, busy, busy all the time, mastering the art of statecraft, working to learn the nuts and bolts of government and actually governing.  We thought he’d be re-negotiating unfavorable trade deals which put our country at a disadvantage in commerce, fixing immigration in a sensible way, working to fund the repair of crumbling infrastructure, trying to prevent nuclear war and so on.

What we actually got was a lazy, fat, self indulgent slacker who spends a significant part of his day watching TV and shoveling Big Macs and Kentucky Fried Chicken into his pie hole while tweeting disgustingly immature and vile things about friends, enemies, other countries and and his own employees.  He is scathing in assessing women who are a few pounds overweight while ignoring the plain fact that he should lose at least 75 pounds so he won’t have to waddle like a beached walrus in front of the whole world.  He praises virtually nothing and no one for long.

Someone who feels the need to constantly belittle others in order to make his own sorry self seem superior is way off the mark for any “leader”.  Unlike Henry II.

 

Does Trump Have Oneirataxia?


I may have the answer–to what’s wrong with Donald Trump, that is.

Maybe he has oneirataxia – the inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.  (This, by the way, seems to be a common affliction among real estate
developers. When they talk about developing a real estate project, they think it’s
already a fait accompli.)

I came across the term while looking for a way to convey my persistent
longing for Wales. Ever since visiting there in 2014 I think about it
constantly, daily.  (It turned out the term I was looking for is “fernweh” i.e.
an ache for distant places.)

However, having so fortuitously come across a word for explaining Trump’s
seemingly delusional ravings of late, it’s only right to share it. It seems
somehow, more presidential than just saying he’s crazy as a bedbug, or
nutty as a fruitcake.  It seems less dauntingly dangerous for our national security interests than “dementia”.

Somehow, if I look at it that way it’s even not so disgusting to watch him waddling to and fro like a beached walrus, with his pathetic long red tie pointing at his crotch virtually shouting “look at my dick, look at my dick”.  Of course, I’m just a post modern dinosaur so nobody’s asking my opinion.

Still better than Hillary though.  God only knows what mental dysfunctions that one’s got hidden up her sleeve.  Or psyche.

Yep, oneirataxia – inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.  If
that’s not our pres. I don’t know what is.

Walking Mudpit Trump Sloshes Through Middle East


Personally, since I was in Palm Beach County when the Saudi 911 bombers
trained nearby, and lived there, I’m not a huge fan of Saudi Arabian
leadership.  Plus there’s that whole, women can’t drive or go out of their
house without a male to supervise them thing.  Sorry, but that’s not what
you’d call “endearing” to American women.

But I laughed out loud at the news story about the Saudis giving Trump a
“golden collar” during the president’s first trip to the Middle East .  Ya don’t necessarily think of them as having a sense of irony.

They’re gonna have a time of it teaching our perpetually distracted
president to heel, sit and stay though.  They’d do better with one of those
“zapper” collars that delivers an electric shock when a pet misbehaves.
That might possibly get the Saudi wannabe owners of Mr. Trump better
results.  But they’re gonna have to battle Putin on this one–he’s currently got
bragging rights on controlling our erstwhile Pres.

Maybe Putin and Saudi crown prince somebody or other could mud wrestle
for the right to lead Trump around by his golden collar.  (It’d give Putin a hard-to-resist excuse to flash his man-boobs again!)

Lots of people would pay cold hard cash to see that sporting event.  I’d put my money on Putin.  He sure enough knows how to fight dirty.  There’d have to be a written rule–no assassinating opponents; Putin has a history after all.

Yeah, our president–favored lapdog of brutal dictators.  MAGA?  But which one
would it be?  Who’d get the rose?  If the high stakes mud wrestling event
were televised it would blow American Idol and Bachelorette ratings off the
court, don’t ya think?

And I’ll just bet that Trump thought that golden collar was an
honor–because it’s expensive.

But, Trump wasn’t just visiting the Middle East, he went to Rome too.  (We’ll skip the part where he got confused during a press conference with Netanyahu in Israel and just wandered off!)   I was thinking the Pope might once again work his magic, as he did with John Boehner, who resigned the day after meeting with the persuasive pontiff.

Well, except that then we’d have President Pence–another empty suit nitwit.
On the up side he’s more photogenic than Trump, and really good at looking earnest and resolute.  Hard to tell if that’d be a real improvement in the long run, but, how much worse could it get?  At least he might not spend all day
watching TV and tweeting nonsense.  Unlike our current president, Pence
might even have policies and plans that wouldn’t fit into 140 characters.

Does anyone else wonder when the GOP is going to get it that they are
the ones colluding–in making all of us a laughingstock in the world at large that is?  Not to mention that leaving a country of nearly 350 million citizens unattended for several years probably isn’t going to work out well.

 

Just Say It–Trump Appears to Have Dementia


For heaven’s sake–and our own–just face it. Trump appears to have
dementia.

It’s not going to get better. He needs to be evaluated and given medication
which can slow down the process.  And he needs to be removed from office
because he is just not mentally competent.

He may be competent for discrete periods of time, and in disconnected
specific incidences. But his failure of logic, his erratic behavior, furious
temper tantrums, paranoia, linguistic incomprehensibility and inability to just sit down and get to work are indicators of profound dysfunction. Not exactly what you want in a guy with the nuclear button at his disposal.

The executive branch of a country of nearly 350 million people or so isn’t
going to run itself.  We need a fully competent chief executive who is willing and able to work capably and diligently at being the head of a massive bureaucracy with complex functions and responsibilities throughout the world.

That’s not Donald Trump.

Republicans need to face harsh reality and forget about political advantage
for the moment.  Insist that his family have him evaluated by a competent,
independent medical professional who specializes in age-related mental
disorders.  If, as it appears, he has dementia, then he’s got to go.  Period.

Do it before he does something awful and irrevocable.