Star Struck Style

Check out this blog post I published four years ago today. I was delighted to see Savannah Guthrie holding Donald Trump’s feet to the fire. Yesterday, the same thing happened as the Manchurian Pumpkin was interviewed by Bloomberg News. His answers were as stupid and incoherent as usual. He is as unqualified to be President today as he was back then because he hasn’t learned a thing. He is so comfortable in his narcissism that the idea of someone questioning his “policies” is met with nothing but hostility.

Anyway, I am thrilled to declare to the world that I am every bit as disgusted by this vile conman as I was when I started this blog so many years ago. I might not spend a lot of time writing about him, but it’s mostly because I wish that he would just go away and never come back.

With only twenty days to go until the election, I’m stressed out by the notion that he might actually win again. However, I have faith in the stars. Pluto is making its last stand in Capricorn this November, and the Karmic reckoning for all these Gemini politicians that have fucked up the world over the last several years should be here. I want Trump’s loss to be an exclamation point on this era. I want him to go to jail so that we never have to hear from him again.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to find something to distract myself from this subject. It’s times like this that make me wish that I didn’t give a shit about anything but myself . . .