Trump is a chump,
He is one more useless hump
on the back of the overloaded
Republican elephant,
He confronts,
he’s strident,
he’s belligerent
and abhorrent,
he’s pompous
thinks he’s splendid,
he’s raucous,
and disgruntled.He says he loves Mexico,
even as he rants with his hash tags,
that Mexicans are the problem–
weighted down by his bigot bag–
he has a long line up
of places that give him ulcers–
China,
It flames his propaganda–He could easily loathe its panda,
He promises confrontation,
For the sins of the communist nation,
He promises trade imbalances will be gone
in the relation,
If he were president,
If he were president,
All will be right with the USA,
Number one will be USA,
Proud will be USA,
Back to its glory days,
Ruler of the Earth,
a new and shiny birth,
Iran on the hook,
A noose for every crook,
If he were president…BUT the backlash O the backlash,
he’s drowning in the backlash,
NOW–watch him slowly backtrack–
Mexican food is to die for,
Mexican girls are curvaceous,
Mexican bulls are bodacious,
Mexican beaches are delicious
and Mexican writers are audacious–Trump is a chump,
overplaying his favorite cards
he’ll be hoisted by his own petard.By Usha Srinivasan
If you’ve watched or read anything about the hoard of candidates scrambling for the Republican Presidential nomination you may have noticed a particularly obnoxious, egocentric bully elbowing fellow running-mates off center stage. With nothing more than a big mouth, a bizarre comb-over and a monstrous accumulation of wealth, the man has catapulted himself into the limelight. The Donald, as he likes to be called, overflows with unsubstantiated, extremist opinions and an exceptionally nasty, no-holds barred assortment of pejorative, combative, denigrating statements he uses to punish anyone who questions his superiority and dares not to bow down before his supreme ‘majestic-ness. With inflammatory rhetoric designed to instigate red-state riots, this narcissist substitutes knee-jerk reactions for informed resolutions and hot air for reasonable solutions.
Now, to be fair, The Donald does have a keen sense of ‘fairness.’ However, like most 4th graders, that sensitivity is unidirectional. He pounces on people who are ‘unfair’ to him and uses every instance as an excuse to counterattack. He is however completely blind to his own statements that are unfair to others. He was quick to say, regarding John McCain’s hero status that he, “likes people who don’t get caught,” and he’s quick to say that he likes “winners” not “losers.” Now, I don’t want to be an alarmist, but I do want to take a minute to warn our brave and valiant warriors. If, heaven forbid, The Donald were to become US Commander-in-Chief, be forewarned, he doesn’t like people who get caught, so if you get captured, Commander-in-Chief, Trump might not rescue you. And if he feels that way about prisoners of war, how do you think he feels about military personnel who are wounded or worse. Listen up folks, this guy is making his position perfectly clear. He may not have one single fact about what the military faces in a war or about foreign nations, religions or cultures, but he has a ton of opinions that he treats as if they are facts. So take it for what it’s worth, if Trump is elected president, resign and take the first plane home.
Another thing I’ve noticed is when The Donald hates someone he hates everyone he associates with that someone. Whole categories of people are cast into the shadows without a backward glance. He doesn’t apologize or take responsibility for his mischaracterizations. Everything he says is justified because he said it and that’s good enough for him. The bad things he does are everyone else’s fault and in retaliating he’s simple telling it like it is. Well, actually Donald, let me clue you in on something. You are not ‘telling it like it is,’ you are telling it like you think it is and that’s a far cry from fact. It’s quite simply a crimped up series of transitory impressions based on your very slanted world view, uninformed, one-dimensional and simplistic.
So, in summary Donald I have a little message for you:
I’m sorry you have gotten bored with growing your financial empire and playing a hot-head host on TV. I’m sorry if your homes and yachts and hotels and wives aren’t enough to keep you satisfied. And I understand that you are bored and want to expand your playground into the American political arena, but this really isn’t the right place for you to play. This thing called the Presidential race is a pretty important thing and amateurs (or apprentices) don’t belong here. No matter how much money you have and how many campaigns you contributed to, no matter how many politicians owe you favors, you can’t buy the presidency. It’s not for sale! Neither is the Republican nomination, though it’s probably more affordable than the Democratic one.
Listen, here’s what I suggest:
Go find a nice little island somewhere… somewhere far away from here. Use your billions of dollars and build your own little country there. You can name it whatever you’d like and you can be President forever. You can run pointless debates, argue your ridiculous ideas with everyone and call everyone you don’t like lots of ugly names. You can build walls all around with one nice, large, attractive door and admit only winners to your country and exile all the losers. And none of the women will be pigs and none of them will have blood coming out of their eyes or their wherevers… you can have everything just the way you want it. All your people will bow down and tell you how great you are and no one will ever disagree with you and you can be the boss of everyone, bullying people to your hearts’ content.
Just let us know when you’re ready to go, we’ll all come to the port and have a ‘going away party’ for you. We’ll wish you Bon Voyage, because you’re so rich, we all admire you, and we’ll wave as you sail away with all your people and your expensive stuff. And we’ll stand on the shore and wave to you until your ship is out of sight. And when you’re gone, we’ll go back to politics as usual. The Republican campaign will drone on with the usual dry rhetoric and at the convention they’ll come up with the usual platitudes and slogans. At the conventions they’ll elect the least of the worst and the parties will do battle between the best of the worst and life in the good old USA will continue much the same as it was before you rose like a shooting star, lit up the sky for an instant and disappeared into the great beyond.