If it’s Tuesday, it must be the fourteenth installment in the weekly series inspired by the 1991 Duke-Edwards Gret Stet governor’s race.
A reminder of the unofficial slogan of the race from hell:
In 2024, we’re flipping that on its head and voting AGAINST the crook. It’s even more important.
This installment is kin to Jamie O’s post, The Mental Decline Of Donald J, Trump. What’s a little piling on among friends?
One reason the mainstream media has ignored the Convicted Insult Comedian’s cognitive collapse is that he’s long said weird shit in public. My countryman Tom Nichols correctly calls it gibberish, especially Trump’s bizarre fixation on sharks:
“In Las Vegas on Sunday, Trump went off-script—I have to assume that no competent speechwriter would have drafted this—and riffed on the important question of how to electrocute a shark while one attacks. He had been talking, he claims, to someone about electric boats: “I say, ‘What would happen if the boat sank from its weight and you’re in the boat, and you have this tremendously powerful battery, and the battery’s now underwater, and there’s a shark that’s approximately 10 yards over there?’”
As usual, Trump noted how much he impressed his interlocutor with his very smart hypothetical: “And he said, ‘Nobody ever asks this question,’ and it must be because of MIT, my relationship to MIT. Very smart.” (MIT? Trump’s uncle taught there and retired over a half century ago, when Trump was in his 20s, and died in 1985. Trump often implies that his uncle passed on MIT’s brainpower by genetic osmosis or something.)
This ramble went on for a bit longer, until Trump made it clear that given his choice, he’d rather be zapped instead of eaten: “But you know what I’d do if there was a shark or you get electrocuted? I’ll take electrocution every single time. I’m not getting near the shark. So we’re going to end that, we’re going to end it for boats, we’re going to end it for trucks.”
It’s always Shark Week in Donald Trump’s head.
It gets weirder: in 2017, the Murdoch Post reported that the Kaiser of Chaos was almost in Sharknado 3, but ran for president instead. Hollywood’s loss was America’s loss as well.
The latest Trump fixation is airport delays.
Trump: You look at our airports where flights are being delayed four days where people are pitching tents in an airport because their flight is so, you know, it's never gonna even happen. We've never seen anything like it. And we’ve become like, you know, we, we are a failing… pic.twitter.com/5YxnxiZv2Z
— Biden-Harris HQ (@BidenHQ) June 21, 2024
He has a private plane. What does this mook know about flying commercial? About as much as I know about pitching tents: dirt sleeping is not my jam.
The MSM has a tendency to treat Trump’s gibberish as entertainment. It *is* funny but it’s frightening that a man who’s obsessed with sharks had his finger on the nuclear button for 4 years. Cue Daisy Girl ad:
Repeat after me: Vote against the gibberish spouting crook, it’s important.
The last word goes to Split Enz: