Hush Donald

| 10:00 pm EDT October 26, 2022
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Donald Trump is a broken-down orange traitor who holds no power anymore. That just might be why his rants are getting more vicious. We’ve always known Trump hates the media, frequently referring to them as an “enemy of the people.” I think Trump has it wrong. It’s he who is the people’s enemy.

But on Saturday evening at yet another one of his miserable crowd-dwindling rallies, Trump brought up the the media — to suggest they be thrown in prison. Trump was talking about the journalists who published the leaked Supreme Court decision on overturning Roe. He suggested that throwing the journalists in prison could be the key to getting them to reveal their sources.

Then Trump took it further, basically saying the journalists would give up the names because “this person realizes that he is going to be the bride of another prisoner very shortly.” Sorry, my friends, for quoting the monster. The audience broke out into cheers. No surprise there.

Maga, after all, revolves around inflicting pain on anyone they don’t like — which is most of the world. But I’ve got news for Trump. Soon, very soon, he will have no choice but to hush.

This is because virtually every brilliant legal mind around now predicts an imminent indictment. Trump will surely be indicted. And it will be a delicious day indeed. His attorneys will likely tell him to hush, hush, sweet Donnie. Perhaps he will listen. More than likely, he won’t because when has Trump EVER listened to anyone about anything in his miserable life?

But the time of Trump’s hushing shall come. And it’s something to look forward to. So now, when I hear about Trump’s disgusting diatribes, decrepit rallies, and insane ravings, I smile quietly to myself — in anticipation.

And think hush, hush, traitor Donald. For your time is coming, likely soon. And when it DOES come, you can bet most of the world will whoop and cheer, sweet Donald. And you will hear the cheers — the applause undoubtedly echoing all across the country, all the way to your prison cell.