That is if you like your pools filled with hydrogen peroxide, swimming with algae and large chunks of blue waterproof (though maybe not) polyurethane paint chips, some larger than my Cal King Duvet cover. Note to self in new house: replace duvet cover, which are hard to put on, and get some dame cozy blankets.
The DC pool has been a total clusterfuck.
From the $14 million no-bid contract, to the endless bragging by our Chamberlain in Chief, to the non-stop growth of algae, to the baseless Trump charges -- are there any other kind? -- that vandals had sabotaged his efforts. Probably the same vandals that faked the Obama Birth certificate, spread rumors about DJTJ taking meeting with Russian Intel officers, and summoned up their vast resources to spike the 2020 election, not mentioning the fact that they failed to tilt the scales for House and Senate Democrats.
The reflecting pool has done what the media and the pundits could not. It is a larger than the Empire State Building reflection of the corruption, the showboating and the monumental, literally, incompetence of the Trump regime. Is it any wonder his casinos, airline, bottle water, winery, steaks, sneakers and NFT trading cards businesses went big bloated belly up?
And this comes on the green-stained heels of the outdoor convention of UFC lunkheads on the south Lawn of the dignified people's house, the removal of the Trump name (and stolen honor) on the Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts, and the complete capitulation of Captain Combover to the Persians, who know a little something about war, exploiting the weaknesses of their opponents and have their olive-skinned hands on the spigot that control the planet's oil supply.
As of this writing it appears the excursion will soon be back on as The Baby Who Cried Deal, faces humiliation and is threatening to unleash the hounds of war.
That is until tomorrow. Our 13th or 14th Taco Tuesday.
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