‘Much Madness’ In The T-Rump

June 15, 2024

Breezy and warm this late-afternoon Saturday here in California’s Central Valley — a nice respite from the heat-domed boil that has been part of being alive in these parts the last couple of weeks (supposedly, the ‘boil’ moves to the eastern US next week) and we’re scheduled to stay this way for a few days.
Insane the weather, but conspicuous with climate change.

Also prominent is T-Rump’s mental facilities — he’s been asshole funny in the head all his half-baked life, yet getting worse with the stench of age, and just being a piece of shit. I have an aversion to having to scroll the news every day and being overwhelmed by T-Rump shit. It’s really, really disheartening.
Hence, there has been a lack of posts lately.

Yet this afternoon I found a domino-like connection — T-Rump is mad as a hatter and getting worse.
The latest episode maybe started Thursday with his visit to Capitol Hill and receiving a giant kiss ass from the Republican Party assholes. The scene was shameful and disgusting.
In step with the Senate and the horror reflected in our political system nowadays:

Despite the childish-acting shit, T-Rump boasted last night during a birthday celebration: ‘“I think we should have — and I have called it, all presidents should have aptitude tests, IQ tests, or cognitive tests,” said Trump. “Dr. Ronny Jackson gave me one,” referring to his former scandal-plagued physician who now represents a congressional district in North Texas. Trump went on to say, “I aced it.”

And this afternoon:

Miss Emily Dickinson called it long ago: “Much Madness Is Divinest Sense:”

Much Madness is divinest Sense –
To a discerning Eye –
Much Sense – the starkest Madness –
’Tis the Majority
In this, as all, prevail –
Assent – and you are sane –
Demur – you’re straightway dangerous –
And handled with a Chain –

So only a matter of time:

Obviously, he’s already flown over the Cuckoo’s Nest, or not, yet here we are once again…

(Illustration out front: ‘President Trump,’ by Jonathan Bass, found here.)

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