Donald, What Did You Do?

Hopefully, if Donald is deporting people, this will get me a ticket to Colombia!  (La Guajira, please!)

 

Donald, what did you do?


I watch Donald at a rally. He lands another great gag! Delivered like it was freshly stolen. The crowd loves it. This is their Donald. The board room god, that blesses the one who is most loyal with a chance to be the apprentice. Donald deserves to be both judge and prize. It’s like a fairy tale! A fairy tale reinforced week after week after week after week. The make-up is his armor, his hair stylist, is his poet.


They respond to their Donald. Wow! Well, give the devil his due. I wonder, when the crowd roars approval, does that make you forget your fear for a little bit?


I imagine you have some fear, don’t you?


I was running some simulations the other day, and I was surprised by a whopper! Please understand, when I say running simulations, I mean I was engaged in self-aggrandized pretending. Anyway, I think Donald sold some American secrets to Putin. Either to Putin or the Chinese, which would be worse. Although, if he sold them to Putin, China would probably end up getting them anyway, as Putin would trade them for stuff to kill more Ukrainians.


Why did Donald hide all of those confidential papers? I don’t think it was to read them. And then, after presumably his lawyers told him he could GO TO JAIL for not giving them back, he lied and did not give them back. Jack Smith now has Donald’s former lawyers as witnesses against Donald.


The only things I have known Donald to be good at are lying, and selling things. I would love it if the United States had a position for best salesman. Donald would be great there. His lies are amazing! He lies to his supporters right to their faces. And as far as selling things, he has no shame and gives it all a go at least once. Water, steaks, education, himself, golf, books, finely minced cabbage, and himself again. He’s awesome, if he paid his bills and didn’t steal, I would hire him myself.


So he wanted those secrets for something, and I think it was to sell them.


Now, if he did end up selling secrets, or even handing them over, perhaps in anticipation of reimbursement in the future, that would be a violation of the espionage act. If the violation of the espionage act benefits an enemy of the United States, then he would be guilty of treason.


Putin and Russia are enemies of the United States of America. If our government does not officially recognize this, they are in error, and I am correct.


In my book, if that happened, Donald Trump would be a merchant of treason.

 

 

 

 

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