The Madness of King Trump the First

Fellow patriots,

With all due respect, our president is what we used to call a jerk. And he is always doing things to prove it.

He has turned the White House into an entertainment center, like a three-ring circus, constantly performing feats that are unbelievable, amazing, incredible, jaw-dropping, awe-inspiring, dangerous, often disgusting, unbecoming for a serious job like being the chief executive of the greatest democracy ever invented, and the Leader of the Free World (LFW).

There are those who say the President of Some of the People all the Time is in the early stages of Alzheimer’s disease. That could explain his total lack of sense and inability to shut up.

The only consistent thing about POTUS is his terminal theyaculpa. From Day One, it’s been either the Mexicans or the Chinese, the Canadians or the Muslims, our NATO allies or friends and trading partners in the E.U., all of whom are the root of our problems. Often different groups can be responsible for the same problem, depending on the day of the week and the time in the morning when the loony monarch sat down at his Twitter page and banged out the day’s marching orders.

For example, loyalists are still being told the country is besieged by immigrant hordes from Latin America; if not drug dealers and rapists, they are all members of MSG-13 out to kill us, when, in fact, net immigration from Latin America had stopped in 2008 and has since reversed.

His detractors have argued that our president is stupid, an idiot, moron, imbecile, or all four.

They are too kind.

My theory is that he is not only a jerk, but also the worse kind, one who will always be one, regardless of how long his on-the-job training period lasts.

Only a jerk would say our allies are really our enemies, and that people like Putin are our friends. If he wants to call Russia a democracy, with its stuffed ballet boxes and miscounts than he also can believe the Czar’s pogroms were public service.

The latest example of POTUS being the jerk is the McCain thing.

When the clown announced that he was running for president in 2015, I thought it was a publicity stunt for a reality TV series. What else could you make of a campaign whose first act was insulting Mexicans and John McCain?

Appearing at the Family Leadership Summit in Ames, Iowa (7/18/15), of the naval aviator who had been shot down, incarcerated and tortured for almost six years in a North Korean PW camp known as the Hanoi Hilton, the candidate –in-training attacked Sen. McCain as not being his kind if hero. “I like people who weren’t captured.”

A hero to the Justaminutemen organization is an individual who actually served his country in the military, something President Bone Spur was physically incapable of. The real estate goniff would not have lasted six hours in the Hanoi Hilton, unless it was one of his hotels.

We of the Justaminutemen admit a bias in the astounding Trump-McCain feud. We liked Ike; saw some good in Reagan, but loved McCain. We were devastated by his death, having clung to the hope a medical miracle would keep him alive, serving as the sane Republican voice in the Barnum & Bailey greatest show on earth the Oval Office had become.

McCain especially made sense in foreign policy. He was the first Republican leader, for example, who predicted the Iran War would last 100 years.

The jerk-in-chief continued to astound and amaze by his not burying the hatchet with the flag thing. The White House flag was the only one in the nation‘s capital not at half-mast to pay respect and honor the senator. How vengeful, childish and crummy!

Enough is enough, voices are starting to be heard grumbling from the backbenches. What new outrage do we have to endure! As the number of circus acts too numerous to mention here performed by the Incredible Hulk with the anger management problem grow, the I-word is being whispered more loudly than ever.

Fellow patriots! Cease and desist! Our advice is hold your fire.

As our forefathers said at Bunker Hill, “Don’t shoot until you see the whites of their eyes.”

Let us consider:

Who do we have on the bench to replace the jerk-in-chief?

According to the Constitution, which we all swear to uphold, except the serial abuser steering the swamp boat of state, it would be the vice president,

Let’s see, that would make the next president the raving maniacal Evangelical who believes rape victims should be required to carry to term.

Bush the First once defined the job of the president as serving as an insurance policy. Dan Quayle was his insurance he would finish his term in office.

Pence is no Dan Quayle.

Be careful what you wish for, as the Bible says. The cure might be worse than the disease.

As odious as it may seem, let us all pray for the continuing good health of our semi- demented monarch-figure, President Bone Spur.

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Marvin Kitman,
August 31, 2018