Claims and counter-claims. “Witch hunt.” Adamant denials.
Partisan politics is such a drag. It’s impressive, in a twisted sort of way– just deny with gusto and ALL CAPS, and you just may weather the storm. Teach our children well, Donald, teach our children well.
As an observer with his own dog in this race to the bottom, I’m pulling for the Trump camp to be revealed as the ill-intentioned gas bags that most of the country has always known them to be. But will there ever be a way of knowing for sure? President Tweetstorm stays on the offensive, practicing mindlessness, running to another rally where he plays all the old hits for an arena full of zombie disciples who help him feel good about himself.
It’d be laughable if not for the sadness of it.
