The bloated orange pedo's ------------- paw is rotting like goatshart's feet.

The disgusting orange pedo is the very picture of good health.

The disgusting orange nonce was sleeping again during his latest cabinet meeting.

I don't know what is wrong with Donald Trump, but something clearly is. Yes, yes, he's never been what one might call stable, but his instability is more apparent now, dangerously so. I mean, 150-160 overnight tweets on December 1"some incomprehensible, others just crazy. Michelle Obama controlling Joe Biden's autopen? And yet"this is kind of crazy, too"none of the great legacy newspapers have done, to my knowledge, an in-depth analysis of what he may have been thinking, what caused these effusions, whether there was any kind of pattern or explanation"or linked them to Trump's nappiness at the Cabinet Obeisance Festival the following day, where, struggling not to doze off, he called Minnesota's Somali community "garbage."
Crude is on the crazy spectrum. Crazy is being defined down before our eyes. Trump is in a spitball lather, damp, mushy projectiles exploding in every direction. It may be the tension of impending crises"Epstein files, murder in the Caribbean, inflation coming on, the failure of inconsistent and irrational tariffs, the RFK Jr war on vaccines, the failure of his Ukraine capitulation plan, the mysterious MRI. Or maybe we are witnessing a pure psychological breakdown caused by the combination of tension and impending old age.