Glory – dra-mama and his DOJ cannot get on the same page.
First a terrorist shoots up the joint, the FBI thins so even; then the bimbo in the white house says not so fast; then the DOJ tells some thing, and then changes its mind; and the white house spokesman reckoned that the DOJ didn’t change its mind correctly.
The Frump is gonna be a dra-mama (although I’m not sure, if she is elected, the sex in the office would change) look-a-like.
I’ve talked to some neighbors. None are sure Trump is the man for the job, but for sure the Frump is not the person for the job.
So, I asked them who then. And they get a far away look in their eyes and say:”I don’t know, Ten. I really don’t know.”
Almost to the person, because I’ve asked of men and women.
Trump has got to get off the “I’m the Greatest.” schtick. At least a little bit. Bite the opposition. I note, watching his speech this morning, that he has given up on the DOJ doing anything with the Clinton Server.
I also note that Bernie Baby hasn’t. Or maybe he has and the dra-mama is holding Bernie in reserve just in case the Frump steps on her hand going up the stairs. Maybe. Bernie would be a controllable entity for the Democratic Party in Congress.
From the reaches,