Fair’s fair
The situation in Maui is still horrible. Many people lost their lives, and many lost everything, including their homes and belongings. In California folks are dealing with a hurricane and an earthquake. Yes, the skies all over the country are rumbling with discontent because the climate is changing, and nobody in the Republican Party seems to give a damn.
And as these increasingly bizarre weather patterns sweep across the nation, there is one orange person who certainly doesn’t give a damn. One little orange potato is happy to get on truth social over the weekend; only what he said had nothing to do with hurricanes, earthquakes, or fires. It had to do with, wait for it now:
How unfair life is. Is anyone shocked? Unfair! One thing about Trump is that he never fails to find something to explode about, and he says it’s unfair that he’s being prosecuted. Not fair, he screamed on Truth Social. I want to exercise my right to answer the ignoramus. I will answer him with one word.
FAIR
This is perfectly fair. This is fair, and nothing that you say can ever change that fact I can taste your fear Don. And it brings me a delicious sort of satisfaction. I can hear your bellowing rage, which also brings me pleasure.
I can almost reach out and touch your inky terror of prosecution, and you know that really makes me smile as well It’s after dark as I write these words, but many are thinking of you, including myself.
I don’t know if you have any idea, but every time you lash out at Democrats, at Biden, at the world, that is one more notch in our belt of satisfaction Yes, it is after dark, my sweet. This is when many read your words and revel in the fact that you are caught like a floppy fish on a net, unable to find any hiding place.
So continue to yell, scream, to carry on. Your person is a crime scene, Donald, from head to toe. It is a crime scene, and that’s why you’re not getting away with anything because Jack Smith, Fani Willis, Alvin, Bragg, and we, the people, have the goods on you.
And you can do nothing except yell and moan. Just remember we are the people watching after dark, in the early morning dawn, and all points in between. We watch, knowing you’re trapped.
