keep it up

KEEP IT UP…the TRUTH set it free as you might a pissed off group of Africanized Bees…they swarm and don’t stop buzzing until everything in their wake is painfully drenched with stingers dripping and oozing from their intended targets. TRUMP was on full force implosion with his latest Propaganda Extravaganza (aka-CORONAVIRUS UPDATE.) First, a loony tune version of rewriting history, not even GASLIGHTING, but pure unadulterated BULL SHIT, pieced together by a fourth-grade kid who just received his Photoshop App for his computer. Empty words, emptier spokespeople, and empty epitaph’s regarding the absolute empty promises by ANYONE Trump.  Then the tirade, the unhinged, even for Trump tantrum, his hands moving faster than usual, his white makeup above, below and on his eyes almost turning in one large circle as he demonstrated frustration as truth after the truth came forward, and he had to think of lie after lie after lie. It was a game of dodge ball, with a team of twenty reporters throwing the ball at the other team, of one Trump. Even with the teleprompter spitting out words so foreign to Trump, as in us, or we, or thank you, or input, and many one-syllable words, Trump could not control himself, from arguing with the teleprompter and adlibbing instead, ME, I, ME ALONE, ONLY ME, THE BEST, NEVER BEFORE, TREMENDOUS. But the most pathetic (just for today, only, because with Trump there will always be MORE MOST PATHETIC,) was his immature, inarticulate, irrational, intercourse with the reporters, either calling them losers, or chumps, or low ratings people, or nasty, or sad…a President of the United States, looking like he was in a sandbox fighting over whose pile of sand was bigger, or who owned that pile of sand. And the kicker, as his already bulbous face and ballooning body morphed into a three-dimensional BLOB, seemed to slurp the tip of the microphone, ‘SPALINING TO ANYONE LISTENING. I AM THE PRESIDENT…and I WILL OPEN OR CLOSE STATES…BECAUSE I AM THE PRESIDENT! Yup, I watched until, the bile in my gut was rising so fast, that if I did not turn off the TV, I might have choked on the acid and rancid waste which instead of being pooped out was about to be vomited out!