According to John Cleese, he of Monty Python fame, Sideshow Don is pronoid. Hmm, what is pronoid?, you wonder. Allow me to enlighten you.
Pronoid is the opposite of paranoid. A paranoid person thinks, despite evidence to the contrary, everyone’s out to get them; a pronoid believes, despite evidence to the contrary, that he / she is well-liked and popular. Mr. Trump is nothing if not pronoid.
Just yesterday, in response to his widely condemned and unctuous behavior in Helsinki, Sideshow Don fired off a tweet, ‘So many people at the higher ends of intelligence loved my press conference performance.’ Would those geniuses at the ‘higher ends’ of smart be the indicted dudes, such as Paul Manafort, Michael Flynn, Richard Gates, George Papadopoulous, 12 Russian military officers, and Maria Butina? Or the ones still being investigated, like Michael Cohen and Roger Stone, Dana Rohrabacher (R-CA), Carter Page, those dudes?
I’m way too dumb to appreciate his so-called performance, I guess, because I found it appalling. Not surprising, just appalling and terribly sad. Sideshow Don is a desperate has-been who never actually was. He’s in debt up to his eyeballs to the Russians, with no choice but to bow and scrape and make kissy faces. Ditto for the GOP. Remember, the Russians hacked their emails, too — they just didn’t release those. They kept all that information for leverage.
When you stop and think about it, we aren’t under attack by the Russians. Heck, no, they’re an occupying force. And the government does nothing. The White house is busy with daily damage control, backtracking and explaining. The GOP-led Senate and House, meanwhile, are preoccupied with undermining the Mueller investigation and looking the other way. Tossing all those red herrings is time-consuming, you know?
So, in the absence of civil leadership and calm reasoning and just plain sanity, America itself is turning into Lord of the Flies. And I’m scared silly. Our only hope is the steady and reassuring resolve of Robert Mueller and Rod Rosenstein. They’re the lone grown-ups who can rescue us from the seditious mobocracy going on in DC, which feels very akin to a putsch if you ask me.
Please, hurry, Mr. Mueller.
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