Donald Trump’s mad lament
“Getting more unhinged.” That’s the whispers that are quietly being spoken — from dawn till dusk, as Donald Trump’s rage threatens to carry him away to some distant cave where there is little light, but ever so much darkness. Trump will not stop attacking, on Truth Social, the Judges who rule against him. That’s a whole heck of a lot of judges since there have been few who rule FOR him.
U.S. District Judge Beryl Howell is the latest one to feel Trump’s wrath. Trump is angry because she declined to remove herself from a legal fight with him (one of many). This pertains to an executive order from his office about the law firm Pekins Cole. You’d be forgiven if you can’t keep them all straight. There are so many lawsuits. So much madness. So few options for the traitor.
Calling this Judge a highly biased and unfair disaster, Trump, like a baby who knows no other language except hate-scrawling, went on and on and on, again on Truth Social, which is, in fact, Lies Social, as he castigated this very fair and quality Judge because once again, the baby got denied some cookies. He also accused this judge of having Trump derangement syndrome.
Now for the Donald, Trump derangement syndrome means, in sociopath speak: Anyone who makes a decision I don’t like. Ah, the mad grumblings of the anti-social personality. I am sick of hearing them. It is rather telling that the man has not, to this writer’s knowledge, smiled even once since taking office. I’m not sure he remembers how, to be quite honest.
Smiling — laughter — tranquility — happiness — all of these things are like diamond waterfalls — they are invaluable, and their worth is incalculable because these are the things that all people must have in their DNA to truly shine.
Yet the sullen felon has none; all he has is sadness, madness, and no gladness. Ah yes, he also has senility, which is surely not helping. I will end this essay with this: how sad that this man will not and cannot experience anything but hate. What he has missed out on in life! All he has is his daily and predictable sad and mad lament.
