What is Trump even talking about?

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You would think that with everything the prince of cognitive impairment has on his plate—from being found guilty again (and again and again) to hearing what his sentence will be—Donald Trump would have lots to mull over.

Instead of the above mentioned things, Donald Trump is very concerned about SOMETHING ELSE, as he indicated in his bizarre interview with Newsmax. Donald Trump is feeling aggrieved that his New York City Jury did not smile at him. You just can’t make this shit up.

Donald Trump, criminal, and traitor, ruminates on the fact that he did not get — proper smiles. It’s just the latest sign that Trump’s mind has melted down into a buttery mess, and it’s not done yet.

“I never saw a glimmer of a smile from the jury,” Mr. Traitor said. What did the man expect? A daily dose of smiles from people who likely could not stand him? Was the courtroom supposed to have a moment of silence, where everyone stood up and flashed their choppers at the scowling orange tarantula in the room?

According to Trump, he wasn’t given due respect. As usual, these comments made it to social media and faster than one could say, smile for the camera, they were on it:

“I’m betting they did lots of smiling after they read the verdict.”

“It;s a courtroom, not a f##ing meet and greet.”

“Maybe they did and you didn’t notice because you were asleep.”

“If it helps, I had a huge smile after the verdict was read.”

“Smiles you did not get. Eye rolls you did.”

“Says the man with the dour glower.”

“People do not smile at shit piles.”

“The I am a victim complex is all filled up.”

“What an oddball!”

“Trump’s not the kind of dude who invites smiles. Now, if we’re talking projectile vomit…..”

“Maybe it was all the farting.”

If I were Donnie (and thank goodness — thank GOODNESS, readers, that I am not), I’d be worrying about other, more serious things.