The “Trump Baby” balloon was the most visible symbol of the days-long diarrhea fest that the haggard and perpetually sourpussed English left dubbed a “carnival of resistance” shat out in petulant protest of the fact that the world’s most powerful man would even DARE to set foot in their resolutely suicidal nation. London’s Muslim Mayor Sadiq Khan temporarily refrained from jailing indigenous Britons for saying unkind things about immigrants on Facebook to OK a permit for the Trump Baby to float, because after all it was a “free speech” issue, and he’d never think of standing in the way of free speech.
“We realized the only way to get at him was to ridicule him,” said one of the Trump Baby’s creators Max Wakefield.
Has Max ever pulled his head out of his rectum long enough to realize they’ve been ridiculing him at maximum intensity for three years and he hasn’t batted an eyelash? Does Max realize he’s constantly laughing at them while they never stop crying about him? If Trump was the baby they insist he is, do they think he could stand a minute of this shit, much less an incessant hurricane of it? And is Max so bereft of insight that he can’t see what so many others see—that he and his ilk have been publicly losing their minds for three years and predicting all sorts of implausible doomsday scenarios simply because he got elected?
In the days preceding Trump’s first-ever UK visit as president last week, the mentally disorganized and physically inactive community organizers and activists who populate the modern decaying left arranged for at least 60 separate events designed to harass, mock, malign, and dehumanize the president because, well, he harasses, mocks, maligns and dehumanizes everyone and everything that they, in their endless capacity for pious delusion, hold sacred. The pre-visit hysteria was so intense that the US Embassy cautioned American tourists to “exercise caution if unexpectedly in the vicinity of large gatherings that may become violent.”
One of the main events, the Together Against Trump march and rally last Friday, was organized by a group called Stop The War Coalition. According to vice-chairman Chris Nineman, the group’s main aim is “opposing the West.”
Let that sink in for a moment.
No need, really; that much has been disgustingly apparent for all too long now, at least to me. Yet somehow, despite “opposing the West,” not ONE of them seems to be in any great rush to shag their useless asses on off to Cuba, China, Venezuela, or some other commie shithole where they can truly Live The Dream at last. Curious, that.
As has always been the case with Trump, his fiercest critics are merely only projecting their own inner turmoil onto him. Everything they say and do is far more hysterical and childish than anything he’s ever said or done.
So why are they so hysterical if Trump isn’t?
Mostly BECAUSE he isn’t, I’d guess. They can’t touch him; he keeps right on running rings around them, he doesn’t give a tinker’s damn what they think or say, and it’s driven them all crazier’n a shithouse rat.
Again: it would take a heart of stone not to laugh at the miserable tapeworms. And laugh, and laugh, and laugh.