OK, America. Let’s roll up the sleeves and put an end to this sleaze fest once and for all. Time to put Mr. Greenwood’s tired, sappy song back on the shelf.
Nine years is more than enough to suffer such a fool as Donald Trump, an inept pretender and loud-mouthed fake who had sufficient gall to do what he’s done with no attacks of conscience, no sense of shame or regret.
He’s been in our face and commanding the stage since before 2015. The attention he got from his ridiculous TV show did nothing but embolden him, give him a false sense of confidence, fed his narcissism. The real powers that be in the Republican Party saw him as the perfect foil—an unquestioning yes man who’d read just about anything Stephen Miller and others could get onto a teleprompter…
… a weakling who feeds off of compliments, who respects dictators and oligarchs and wants what they seemingly have. Where the hell did he come from? Is he the face of the roiling unrest that’s been bubbling since the end of the Civil War? Is he the one who’s given voice to the suppressed, latent racism that still exists in pockets all over the country?
He wins by dividing us, he prevails with threats and empty words, injects fear (and apparently bleach, if he could) into our veins. He truly does not care about the people who support him, and one reason he wants the job again is to protect himself from the myriad court cases waiting in the wings.
He’s not a patriot, he’s not a man of Christian or any other faith. He’s simply an opportunist whose contrived and off-the-cuff messaging has resonated with millions of people who’ve been deceived into thinking he was something special, some sort of savior.
He alone cannot fix anything, and he’s definitely not the kind of person who could make anyone proud to be an American.
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