January 21, 2019
Everyone Who Takes on Trump Ends Up Crushed
What is this eerie power Donald Trump has to select the perfect enemies, enemies whose own myriad failings often cause them to commit ritual suicide whenever they face him? He usually doesn’t even have to do anything – these goofs do it to themselves.
His latest victim is BuzzFraud, that listcicle-curating web site for millennial geeks that had the mainstream media in a 24-hour festival of onanism over a report so full of Schumer that even Mueller and his pack of Democrat activists had to shout, "Yo, chill.â€
It’s not like BuzzFraud had a lot of journalistic credibility to start with, but props to them for managing to gather up every iota of once and future integrity, hauling it out in front of everyone, dousing it with 91 octane premium, and tossing in a match.
And in the White House, serene as the government shutdown continues, Trump smiles.
Nancy Pelosi made the mistake of buying her own hype and thinking she could go troll-to-troll against him. Big mistake. She thought she could high-hat him by kinda/sorta rescinding her State of the Union address invitation. "Take that!†sneered the mainstream media, pretending that her concern for security during the shutdown was the motivation and not her terror at the thought of the President having a huge audience hear him explain why the Democrat position of letting murderers, rapists, drug dealers and welfare cheats flood into our unprotected country is a bad idea.
So, Trump waits until she and the rest of her pals are on a bus ready to jet off to party in Europe with a fig leaf stopover in Afghanistan and then he pulls the plug. We get delightful footage of dejected ugly Americans filing off the bus, their boondoggle delayed until they do their damn job. Glorious.
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See, Trump’s an equal opportunity brawler. It’s not just Democrats he smashes. It’s the Fredocons too. Take Mitt Romney, please, preferably to one of the Third World hellholes where he outsourced American jobs. He got crushed by Trump, and he’s still seething over how Trump publicly teased him with the Secretary of State job only to snatch it away at the last minute in front of everyone. Now, utilizing the keen instincts and street smarts that let him be publicly body-slammed by Candy Crowley, Mitt has decided to channel Jeff Flake and become the Voice of Neo-Conscience in the Senate. His Twitter feed could consist entirely of him tweeting "We’re better than that†and "Oh, well, I never!â€
And no one cares. But you know that in the back of his well-coiffed head, he’s thinking "Mitt 2020? Maybe….†Hey Mitt, 2012 called, and it’s laughing at you.
Then there’s Felonia Milhous von Pantsuit. You know, the Most Brilliant Woman Ever who got beat by the guy the smart set called a "moron?†Now she’s been reduced to occasionally sobering up long enough to send out a trial balloon about how she’s totally coming back too in 2020.
"Yes, okay, that’ll totally be a thing, ma’am. Here’s your morning Chardonnay. There, drink it all. Yes, it makes the pain go away.â€
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And thank goodness that Trump not only likes to fight but knows how to win. The GOP softies would have folded long ago in the face of media finger-wagging and howling Democrats. But not Trump. He enjoys crushing his enemies, seeing them driven before him, and hearing the lamentations of those who identify as women, as well as woke males who use Gillette products.
It's all wonderful. And it's all here: https://townhall.com/columnists/kurtschlichter/2019/01/21/untitled-n2539336
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