You know—given the Kleptocrat’s ramping up his lies in the runup to the midterm elections, I’ve been hearing one of the classics in my head for the past few days.
I mean—in between him dozing at meetings in the Oval Office
and being unable to complete a thought (or remember the name(s) of the
candidate(s) he’s in town to “support”) due to advancing dementia, he just
spews porkies about the economy, about how he should have received the Nobel
Peace Prize at least eight times, about winning/having won the war in Iran, about the bloody 2020 election, about
acing a cognitive test he seems to be required to take every time he sees a
doctor, about the qualifications of his new blonde press secretary. His lie-to-breath
ratio is rapidly approaching 1:1.
(He did extrude one truthy statement when he told his
audience in Alaska that he could say all kinds of stupid things and they’d clap
like trained seals [I paraphrase], whereupon they all clapped like trained
seals [actual fact].)
So of course the earworm for today is “You Ain’t Nothin’ but a Hound Dog”, sung here buy a guy named Elvis Presley. So, so many truths in these lyrics.
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