We cats worry that the White House today is home to the sickest man since Woodrow Wilson had his stroke.
The scary thing is, there were no nuclear weapons back in 1919.
If everybody thinks that the Fake President was unhinged this afternoon, just wait until he gets to his "rally" this weekend in Central Florida. As soon as he gets out of his Washington confines and can bask in whatever love his merry band of lowbrow Hispanic-haters can throw his way, we expect that he'll go even further off today's deep end.
Meanwhile, a few observations.
When you have to wildly insist that you're not a racist or an anti-Semite when nobody asked you if you were a racist or an anti-Semite, it's pretty clear that you're a racist and an anti-Semite.
Your national security adviser resigns (and might go to jail — lock him up!), the guy you picked to succeed that guy says, "Thanks, but no thanks," your idiotic, rushed-out Muslim ban is stopped by the courts, you turn Mar-a-Lago into an unsecured Situation Room, the US intelligence community won't tell you anything because they think you're a threat to the nation, and millions of people march against you across the country every week — but this is what you call "a fine-tuned machine"? We sure would hate to see a badly tuned one.
Oh, and before we forget: Nobody, but nobody, inherited a bigger "mess" than Barack Obama did. Well, maybe FDR. We cats HISS.
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