Donald Trump has unhinged meltdown

| 8:30 pm EST December 14, 2024
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For the past few weeks, parts of this country have been mesmerized by strange and mysterious objects that have been seen glimmering above us, lighting up the night sky. Nobody seems to know what they are. This writer has no idea either. I suppose they could be UFOs from another planet, though I doubt it.

Perhaps these drones—or whatever they are—were sent to us by the stars themselves, a sort of wink and nod to show THEY understand how dismal things have been lately and they want to take our focus somewhere else. Just kidding.

Perhaps it’s a bunch of clueless kids who have no idea of the frantic whispering going on… Just kidding. Or maybe — MAYBE — it IS beings from another galaxy coming to beam up Donald Trump and save us from the upcoming administration. (Just kidding. Sort of….) The point is that our government has assured us there’s nothing to fear. I am satisfied with that; Donald Trump is not.

“Shoot them down!” Yes, these are the upcoming president’s words straight from Untruth Social. It figures. I do hope nobody takes those words to heart. Who knows what they are? Shooting at them is not the right move, which is likely why Donald Trump suggested doing it. If there is one thing we know, it is that if Trump suggests it, it must be a bad idea.

The FBI and DHS have said these aircraft are operating lawfully. Trust Donald Trump to try to stir up a bit of drama. Just SHUT up, Donald. I’m sick of you, ALREADY. We will eventually find out who and what they are. In the meantime, Donald Trump should keep his Venus-flytrap mouth shut and think about something that doesn’t involve guns or, for that matter, sharks or Hannibal Lecter. That doesn’t leave much.