For all of you Trump trolls, rubes, wannabe millionaires and wannabe apprentices, you all need to finally face the reality that it’s over. What are some of the symptoms of that? Even Joe Scarborough is routinely wearing a suit and tie in the morning, instead of pajamas or sweatshirts while he sips his latte. He wants his image in history during these disgusting Trump end times to reflect the gravity of the situation, instead of his normal yuk yuk shtick.
Time to suck it up. Time for some reality pain. This will go to the anger core of your existence, since The Don represented to you all of the insecurity and petty angst that defines your character. Supporters (soft core and hard core) are bailing on this guy. Just look at the polls. This tweety bird is certifiably nuts and the new cute talk about firing Muller puts the sealing wax on his short tenure. And I haven’t even scoffed yet at the Thank You Fest that took place on Monday with his craven Cabinet members where these underlings crawled before his throne and showed their devotion and loyalty.
So, it’s time to pack your tiny little pity bags and leave for summer camp. This will become known as the Summer of 17. No doubt, you will take your frustrations out by torturing some frogs or turtles at the lake. Of course, some of you will prefer to go down with the ship along with the Kapitan. It's been sort of nice knowing you, but you and your comrades are certain to continue to be the ugly Americans who were identified as such decades ago and who have some smug notion that you are exceptional in some perverted way and that the rest of the world sucks. Look in the mirror.