Ah, Donald.
The Donald.
The Don.
Donnie.
Donnie T.
Crazy Donald.
Are you talking to portraits of past presidents yet?
You know, Richard Nixon did that.
You say you like Andrew Jackson, that the two of you are BFFs.
But you really should get to know Tricky Dicky, the original Richard “I am not a crook” Nixon.
Are you a liar, Donnie T?
As you laze about The Big Oval, or wander the Residence at night in your bathrobe, are you taking time to smell the paintings? Are you spending time talking to Andrew Jackson, or do you just admire him from afar?
James Comey testified today. For how long will your crew insulate you? For how long will the GOP spew out parseltongue, protecting you from yourself?
Were you really that ill prepared, as Speaker Paul Ryan suggests? Are you just too new at all of this? Are we to believe that James Comey is really to blame because he did not tell you that it was inappropriate for you to meet with him alone? Was it really up to Comey to correct you, sir, when you asked AG Jeff Sessions and Jared to leave The Big Oval so you could spend quality time with Mr. Comey?
Is there anything at all for which you will take responsibility?
How long until a new David Frost interviews you, after you’re, you know, out of office?
Is there a contemporary Dan Aykroyd in your future, sir Trump? Will Alec Baldwin be the ultimate closer for you on SNL?
The sooner the better.
Some day, some day soon, this….