When I went to bed last night, I couldn't get to sleep, and of course, my mind kept going on about all the shit that goes on in our country.
Specifically, I got around to thinking about my grandkids. Thanks mostly to the picture going around of the little girl asking what freedom was like.
But then, out of the blue, I started thinking about the two daughters of the imposter-in-chief. I fell asleep wondering about their future lives when the shit hits the fan.
See? I can be a soft hearted schmuck now and then. And the feeling of doom I experienced, I think I can put down to not what a sorry ass communist-loving, socialist, racist, egomaniacal poltroon this waste of air is, but what a fucking unbelievably rotten parent.
He, and the fat bottomed floozy he's married to, are so centered on themselves, and their plans to rule the country, that they totally ignore the fact that they are dragging into this morass of immorality two young women who will suffer the vagaries of fate that they themselves are putting into effect.
Nobody's all that perfect, and parenting is never easy. But to put your children in harm's way to complete an agenda is wrong. Period.
More than anything else, for child endangerment, for neglect, for failing to place the welfare of his own children first, this man blatantly shows he is not worthy of our respect, nor of the office of President.
But then he-who-would-be-king views what he's doing as his birthright. Muslim male, female children. Who gives a fuck. They're only females.
And I guess it won't matter when he does start his reign. He can set them up in their own little palaces where they can eat caviar and suck on champagne while the rest of us serfs bow to their every whim. For the sake of his children, he'd better be right. Or may allah have mercy on his Islamic soul.
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