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Thursday, August 11, 2016

Word Smoothie

What. The. Actual. Fuck?

Look, having nuclear — my uncle was a great professor and scientist and engineer, Dr. John Trump at MIT; good genes, very good genes, OK, very smart, the Wharton School of Finance, very good, very smart — you know, if you’re a conservative Republican, if I were a liberal, if, like, OK, if I ran as a liberal Democrat, they would say I’m one of the smartest people anywhere in the world — it’s true! — but when you’re a conservative Republican they try — oh, do they do a number — that’s why I always start off: Went to Wharton, was a good student, went there, went there, did this, built a fortune — you know I have to give my like credentials all the time, because we’re a little disadvantaged — but you look at the nuclear deal, the thing that really bothers me — it would have been so easy, and it’s not as important as these lives are (nuclear is powerful; my uncle explained that to me many, many years ago, the power and that was 35 years ago; he would explain the power of what’s going to happen and he was right — who would have thought?), but when you look at what’s going on with the four prisoners — now it used to be three, now it’s four — but when it was three and even now, I would have said it’s all in the messenger; fellas, and it is fellas because, you know, they don’t, they haven’t figured that the women are smarter right now than the men, so, you know, it’s gonna take them about another 150 years—but the Persians are great negotiators, the Iranians are great negotiators, so, and they, they just killed, they just killed us.

I can't believe we didn't catch this a year ago, when it actually happened, not that he's gotten any better since. Jesus H. Christ, it's like a three-year-old took a handful of those word magnets you get at Barnes & Noble, and just hurled it at the refrigerator. Read it aloud in your best Drumpf voice to get the best effect -- merely watching the video doesn't do it justice, you have to concentrate to spout a drool of consciousness like that. It takes effort. I'm guessing it has something to do with how the crafty Persians rooked us on the nook-ya-ler deal,

Even Sarah Palin at her methiest makes more sense than this fuckin' jamoke. Fucking Fredo Arbusto never sounded this flat-out stupid.  Picture every speech, every ceremony, every diplomatic negotiation that a president must do, being done for the next four years -- hell, four weeks -- by the font of this supreme babble. Every phase of Donny Boy's game is completely, irrefutably incompetent. His business acumen, his common sense, his knowledge of the world, of foreign and domestic policy. He's an incompetent writer and speaker because he's an incompetent thinker.

Successful business people don't speak like this, to point out the obvious; their stakeholders would laugh them out of the room and then divest immediately. You wouldn't invest a roll of nickels with someone who sounds like a raving asshole on a sidewalk wearing a "The End Is Near" sandwich board. But then, Drumpf doesn't have stakeholders, because no one with any sense would put their money in one of his ventures. The long-standing joke is that he's a free-riding clown who lives on other people's money. That sounds about right. I hope Deutsche Bank eats every dime he's borrowed from them. It would serve them right.

Millions of morons want this man to lead the country, and he's probably not qualified to lead his own company. His defenders keep touting his streams of inarticulate chunder as some sort of "common man" qualifier, as if average people went off on random, incomprehensible tangents routinely, as if being clear and articulate with language wasn't, you know, one of the most vital components of the job.

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