Monday, February 25, 2019

Ebenezer Trump

By Sniffles

Before he took off for Vietnam today, President Bone Spurs decided to tweet rudely about a former US Senator who is entering the final stages of his battle with pancreatic cancer. True to form, the tweet was childish and laden with lies. We're sure that Harry Reid, the Fightin' Mormon, just brushed it off with a roll of his remaining good eye.

But Trump's inability to resist attacking a man with a life-limiting illness is just so par for the course. And his minions are no better: Remember when the team at FOX "News" "accidentally" reported that Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg had died? RBG happens to be doing a Jimmy Carter on her cancer at the moment, but the wingnuts, salivating at the thought of another SCOTUS seat, couldn't help themselves.

Trump's misanthropy may be the worst the Oval Office has ever seen. We don't know what darkness lurked in the hearts of the Presidents before him (most of them are dead). But we're confident that it will catch up with him when he encounters the dying of the light.

That's because we still believe that you get what you dish out. So unlike the outpourings of sympathy we've seen for Harry Reid, we can't exactly picture a nation prostrate at the thought of an imminent Trump demise. It's also hard to imagine anyone other than his gangster family — those who aren't in prison, at least — holding vigil at his bedside.

"Why wasn't he more natural in his lifetime?" Mrs. Dilber asked of Ebenezer Scrooge. "If he had been, he'd have had somebody to look after him when he was struck with Death, instead of lying gasping out his last there, alone." We cats HISS.

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