The interwebs are abuzz with Benedict Donald's halting descent down the airplane steps in Texas this afternoon. Frankly, we've watched it a couple of times and we're not really seeing it. After all, nobody can negotiate steps (and shelves, and sills, and barn rafters) like us cats.
But this Sharpie-scrawled thing that Trump clutched in his tiny orange hand before boarding Marine One? This is odd.
Because you can't believe this White House about anything, statements they've made about Trump's visit to Walter Reed this past weekend are highly suspect. So tweeps and others are filling in the gaps with observation and speculation. First, it was stents. Now, thanks to this VERY BIG-LETTERED NOTE PAD, Trump's baby steps from the plane in Austin, and his lexical inadequacies — which seem to be getting worse — the word is stroke. Or TIA. Something neurological.
In recent years, Benedict Donald has declined to a sixth-grade or lower verbal level. The world has noted his deterioration for some time. But why would he need notes like this? They're simple thoughts and words.
Well, if the Russian-Asset-in-Chief is going gaga, that could be good news for Gordon Sondland. Maybe Trump will forget to fire him. We cats HISS and PURR at the same time.
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