Writing Love Letters In The Sand

COMEY'S 8647 sand script number posting was, seemingly obviously a joke, corrrect? Like, he he, haha. Let's get rid of Trump, Down with Trump. Out with Trump, at the ballor box, wherever, however,being the obvious message. But instead we're ("we" being MAGA) choosing to take it seriously, maybe to take full advantage of it, to make the most of an opportunity to defame, dehumanize, falsely incriminate Comey, the great Trump slayer, to get even. Demonize Comey, victimize Trump. Now, you'll have to admit, it aint necessarily easy turning somebody like Trump, with all that wealth, power, and ego, into a convincing sympathetic victim, except perhaps in a literary sense. Something Shakespearian, such as King Leer, although the metaphor doesn't exactly match. However, if the Trump administration is splitting hairs and rasing a stink over letters and numbers in the sand, which are here today and cast washed into the sea tomorrow, they're either trying to create a distraction from something or other by making scandalous mountains out of mole hills, are deeply paranoid, or both. Regarding James Comey, and all that he has done since leaving the Trump administration as FBI Chief, and regarding any alleged or feigned importance attached to any of his actions or words, methinks the king doth protest too much, to quote Shakespeare. Comey was apparently indicating in sand that he wants Trump to be out of office, rather than in it. My Dear God, how shocking! Hell, I express that exact saem sentement on this very website more times before nine o'clock in teh morning than most folks do all damned day, at least. I despise Trump, I want hi out of office, and if he has to die to leave, that worked for me. I would, in a nutshell, rather have Trump dead than president. So, shoot me, or sue me, MAGA. Far as I know it is nto illegal to say that you wish somebody or other were alive, or that somebody or other were dead. I wish Trump wpuld leave politics and the presidency, and if he had to die to do it, that's fine with me. I assume that if I were famous and influential the Trump administration would come after me for saying this, and in fact for saying much of what I have said, on this website, about Trump for the past dozen years or so. Iknow hat paranoia is. I suffer from it, among probably a vast and impressive array of mental illnesses. Nobody is entirely healthy, physically, or mentally. I'm flexible, willing to get rid of Trump by any means necessary, after the fashion of how many people today feel about Hitler in 1935, retroactively. A year ago we anti-Trumpers lamented the forthcoming four years of hell. Now its down to three, and here we are, alive and well, sailing smoothly if angrily towards the inevitable end of Trump. And no, there won't be, in late 2028 and early 2029 any vast groundswell among MAGATs to rewrite the constitution and remake the Trump administration, duration wise, in the image of the FDR administration. Won't happen. By the end of this what may seem like but really is not interminable term, we'll, Republican included, by more than ready to move on. Granted, they wanted Reagan to stay in 1988, but only lukewarmly. They knew he was losing it fast, had already lost much of it, senility rapidly encroaching in the Gipper. They know the same thing about Trump. Republicans, a bunch of old people, with their endless succession of ancient, over the hill political leaders. Trump is losing it fast, and it'll be a race to the finish line.