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Lightweight or Loser? I’ll Take Lightweight, Whatever That Means
tRump made an ass of himself once again yesterday. The election is over, the national nap of recovery needs to begin.
It has been weeks since the election, and for the most part the screeching chimp in the white house has been quiet. And when he hasn’t been he’s been sedate(d?) That came to an end yesterday, and my exhaustion has returned.
Ah, it was a peaceful time, these last few, stress filled weeks of uncertainty and quiet. Stressful, waiting for confirmation of the already known, but quiet as the lunatic running the country stayed sequestered in shame in his dining room. Joe Biden has won, the “worst candidate in history” kicked his ass by over five million votes. Boring, wistful, comforting Joe. A man you can fall asleep watching. A man with all the answers and experience we need right now, delivered without the punch. Like his former boss, no drama Obama. Boring, competent, consistent, what the country needs in a president, especially now.
But yesterday the orange man returned with a retort to a reporter that I hope Sarah Cooper will mime for us soon. He called her(?) a “lightweight”. I guess he assumed that the person he was addressing, on Thanksgiving, hadn’t had dinner yet. And then to make it even…
