For most, it seemed as if he was teetering on the edge of a drunken slope, perilous in height, and most definitely sloping downward in death dropping degrees. Applauding the applause of the acid rain, brain-damaged soon to be fully infected zombie-like creatures of the audience, with either the smirk of a sinister con man who just picked your pocket of freshly minted $100 bills, lifesaving drugs, or the self-satisfaction of a toddler, who was cozying up to his newly hatched bundle of poop in his diaper, sort of making a nest of the chocolate covered shit which offered him warmth and filled his nostrils with the aroma of a pig farm, (nothing like home sweet home), he tried to perform the kind of walk, a police officer demands when he pulls you over for the suspicion of driving while drunk, just begging you to walk a straight line, touching your nose and asking you basic questions, which normally flow free, without much hesitation.
But the star attraction of the CPAC cross burning symposium titled “Communism the King, versus Socialism the Devil’s Deed”, insisted that a staggered, sloppy drunk, swagger, writ with confusion, empty-eyed delusion, and revenge ringing around his gluttonous Frankenstein, there is a monster in the corner of the bedroom physique, was a much HUGE-ER, most BETTER and of course more DICTATORIAL (or is the word I am aiming for DICK-DA-TRUMPIAN), entrance. And if that, alone was not enough to entice every iota of minced bile, still remaining in your gut to exit your throat in a fiery demonstration of projectile vomit…the final touch was his reenacting a scene from the Porn movie shot in Moscow titled ‘I love my Flag’s Vagina’…and Trump fondled, fingered, French kissed, and made sweaty, sex with the American Flag, the one Jesus has asked his mother to sew in 1776!
It seemed that the doctors (in most places they are referred to as “drug dealers”) (and not just the kind from that notorious Southern Border, but somewhere in Mid-Town Manhattan) injected Trump a bit too last minute, as the residual effects continued to flow throughout his already contaminated body and found footing in the vast gray vacant spaces where once a brain was supposed to have been placed. The American people brave enough to remained breathing while Trump’s tour-de-force or was its Trump-de-Farce played on and on, were amazed that someone had not called the Mental Health Department and had this indigent, idiot, wrapped in shackles and a straightjacket…BUT, the CPAC attendees, minus their white hoods, their SS decorated jackets, firmly holding onto both their Bibles and Communist Manifestos, and Propaganda packets from FOX, cheered, applauded, hooted and hollered, urging the once most powerful of political people to make a mockery of democracy, demonstrate just how powerful Putin’s puppet strings remain, and provide even more demand that the 25thAmendment be enacted, IMMEDIATELY!
But of course, all the well-coiffed, well paid, and useless Talking Heads could offer as a post-debacle debate, was “can you believe that demented demonstration by Trump…and yet he remains in office!
