I’m going to jump right in this week with a bit of Trump Tripe. I shouldn’t be calling it “tripe” because it’s true stuff, but the alliteration sounded nice. Attorney Dan Reiss wrote that 40 years ago, two men, partners in an electrical contracting company, came into his office and said they were forced to file for bankruptcy. The attorney asked why, because the last time he saw them, their business was going gangbusters. They explained that they had gotten a huge order from Donald Trump to wire one of his new buildings. They had to commit all their resources to this large job and Trump never paid them when the job was finished. Because of it, they were now broke.
Dr. Gartner is one of 27 psychiatrists who concluded that Trump shows classic signs of dementia called thought disorder. A few days ago at a rally, he again confused Biden with Obama, causing his crowd of worshippers to go silent momentarily. Although he tries to say it’s some kind of joke confusing Biden with Obama or Nancy Pelosi with Nikki Haley, which he did purposely, it’s getting obvious he can’t finish a sentence or even a word. Halfway through, it slurs into incomprehensible mush. A very, stable genius?
Trump’s freaking out now because he lost big to Nikki Haley in the recent D. C. primary, a woman no less. She scored big with 63% of the popular vote and collected all 17 electoral votes. There was lug -nut Don calling her names and saying he meant to lose to her because D.C.’s a crummy town. Sure, Donny.
He’s pushing away and losing white-collar, college-educated voters by his targeting those on the lower rungs of society’s ladder. Have you ever seen or listened to interviews with the MAGA-crowd members attending one of his rallies? They decorate themselves like Kmart-flashing-blue-light-special-OneAmerica Christmas trees and get befuddled trying to answer a simple question put to them. Mensa won’t be knocking on their doors anytime soon. What type of person would you expect to be voting for a sexual-predator candidate with 91 criminal indictments on his list of accomplishments, Albert Einstein?
Here’s something (for real, dear readers) that came across my computer screen this week. It was a news headline stating, “Doctor Found Dead After Eating at a Disney World Restaurant.” Because I and my own body have been the recipients of Mickey’s special cuisine, I clicked on the headline to see what he may have shoveled in his innards, wondering if I might have assaulted my innards with the same thing. Immediately a popup ad window appeared. “Click Here to Get the Recipe.” I hope this pop-up advertiser will request a refund from Google.
It appears we can forget about our minor, everyday, concerns, such as packs of wild rabid dingoes wandering our streets, because Oumuamua appears to be heading to smash into Earth. You may recall, but probably don’t when the big Oumuamua first visited the neighborhood from outsideour solar system in 2017. To me, Oumuamua resembles a burned Slim Jim stepped on by a Yeti. And it’s headed our way. If that’s not enough to keep you up nights, the James Webb telescope has discovered 770 galaxies inside a black hole, which should be impossible unless the black hole is actually a wormhole. Scientists are struggling to learn how this affects the price of a loaf of bread.
Finally, my thought for the day comes from actress Helen Mirren: “At 70 years old, if I could give my younger self one piece of advice, it would be to use the words ‘(bleep) off’ much more frequently.”