You remember the commercials. Clap on, clap off. The Clapper.
So goes our President, King Trump.
Crown on. (Use third grade language). It’s a golden era. Big, beautiful tax bill. Trumps economy.
Crown off. (Use Bukele language) Oopsies. Only two dolls on the shelf. Biden’s economy.
Crown on. We will only deport criminals. The worst.
Crown off. Are you sure they are all criminals? Eight women in the last transport. Oopsies. Fly them back.
(Wait!?! They are being returned? The technology exists to bring them back from wrongful deportation? Who knew…)
Crown on. Celebrate National Volunteer Week. Americans really care about each other.
Crown off. Cut all funding for programs that support volunteers.
Crown on. DOGE saves us 150 billion in eliminating waste, fraud and abuse.
Crown off. The US government has spent more in the first quarter this year than last year. In fact, all the DOGE rigamorale firing and hiring and refiring and court appearances has cost the US about 6 billion dollars.
No wonder that poor woman in the commercial had fallen and couldn’t get up.
Can we just remind each other that King Trump is a malignant narcissist and a pathological liar who thinks and talks like a mob boss?
His latest assessment and rhetoric to calm the masses urged them to be patient like a mule who plods along untiringly beneath his master.
That’s right. He thinks you’re an ass.
I’ll tell you what else turns on and off incessantly - the sump pump in my neighbors basement.
On again, off again.
Clap on, clap off.
Crown on, crown off.
At least the sump pump does its job.
Peace