This is about to get even uglier for Donald Trump and Ron DeSantis

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According to the New Republic, Donald Trump and Ron DeSantis “are on the brink of war.” And both of these scourges on society are heading to CPAC. This should be good. And, of course, the historic CPAC straw poll will be brewing like a bubbling concoction of toxic germs. Which of these two losers will win the straw poll?

It’s always tricky when two sociopaths, in rabid competition with each other, have to be in the same room. The truth is neither of these slime balls will be the Republican nominee, but they haven’t yet realized this — making things unexpectedly entertaining on many levels.

Trump, who has just psychotically expressed his admiration for Putin, will, of course, be striding about CPAC, bragging that he’s the smartest — the greatest — the best — President ever. In reality, this is not, of course, the case. In reality, Trump is the dumbest — the worst — the slimiest — American traitor ever.

But CPAC attendees will be panting and leaping over each other to shower assolini in effusive and false compliments.

In the meantime, Ron DeKlantis, whose “Don’t Say Gay” bill is already getting fierce backlash, will be wanting his turn in the spotlight. DeSantis seems to be under the mistaken belief that people like him. It’s not HIM Maga likes; it’s the screaming about Biden. Maga will latch onto anyone who screams about Biden because Maga has nothing else to fill their empty lives with other than screaming.

So, as CPAC revs up and the collision between two sociopaths comes closer, let’s all heave a sigh of relief that WE are nowhere near this festival of garbage, where ego and hubris will rule the day.