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Crazy Is
Sucks, huh?
Anyone expressing shock, surprise and amazement at the audacious, weird, (not Art of War weird, just straight-up weird) behavior of the flip-flopping President of the United States (thank you, Saudi Arabia, UAE and Russia) and who cries in disbelief about the whole damned mess is just as stupid as the MAGA jerks to begin with, or maybe they just completely forgot what they cried themselves to sleep about on Election Day. So just lay back this time and try to enjoy some of it. Like in Deadwood days [Forgive me, finally catching up with Deadwood (2004) a few years too late]. Call this Trump’s ‘Economic Pandemic’ because his ineptitude has steered the economy into a ditch, back and up and down again, but really folks, it’s the second time he’s done this, again, (um, don’t forget about the actual pandemic) and everyone is actually surprised now. Don’t be. When you act dumb, you get taken advantage of and a sucker is born every minute. When the goofy, stupid tariffs were introduced, while the DJIA was losing 5% of its value, Trump says “only the weak will fail.” Nice.
Trump is so outrageously and dangerously fucking dumb (never mind the ageism) that he somehow looks smart. That’s his genius. Beyond the typical demagoguery [May I please just write demagogery here just to piss off my spell checker] he’s the embodiment of Marshall McLuhans’s wettest dreams about what’s hot and cold, but I’ll keep reading Daniel Boorstin while government ineptitude and failure beats out the steady drum of tribalism, but it’s really pathetic to watch and Trump is a boring, dumb ringmaster, always ready for his bawbaw of Coke. The only good thing about Trump being the face of America is his old (sorry) puffy face makes mine look positively young-ish, like a hard-living Millennial, and at 58 that’s the way it should be. Donald will be an octogenarian before I’m a sexagenarian (heh) but unlike The Donald, I don’t use any product and that works against me at this age, even my Korean Conflict (War) serving father wore the ‘ol Grecian Formula to help snag a lady or two at the karaoke bar, (actually them’s pre-karaoke days and my dad was known for performing “Ol Man River” with a live trio that was something to behold.) He was old school in so many ways that we inevitably clashed a lot and ended up on the opposite sides on many an issue, but I always respected his tenacity and courage in life. Courage can be displayed in so many ways and back then, Vietnam War dodgers weren’t very high on my dad’s list of those with a lot of courage. But here, I was separated from my father over the reality of a stupid war, and I was (and am) on Donny’s side that bone spurs should have kept him out of the military. Didn’t seem to hurt his golf game either (I hear he was the Club tournament winner this year — again!) but I’m definitely NOT on his side in how he treats and views our service personnel and almost all of our heroic veterans, who aren’t suckers, yo. And for those in the know, the formula is #44.
Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler.
— Albert Einstein
Democracy is a living thing. If you can imagine the life of our nation, we were born in sin, aged slowly and often stupidly, a stupid adolescent war between us, then some of us in the family went on to college and we all got to drinking age by the 1920s and went out of control and hit the skids. After our big comeback in the Big One, we had a well-paying, easy job through middle age, but health problems kicked in, brought on by ignoring the obvious warning signs and another stupid war and riots in the streets and [gulp, burp] Nixon, we now enter our retirement (late stage) age, where our old and decrepit American democracy has fitted ourselves with the almost-octogenarian, 79-year old certifiably insane billionaire, Donald J. Trump. If I’m an ageist, suffering from ageism, so be it. At least I said Biden was too old to be president too, conveniently just after he was elected in 2020, but that’s not important right now. What’s important is planning Donald Trump’s 2026 impeachment proceedings and I’m pulling out my popcorn-eating GIFs. That’s because our president is certifiably insane. His sane certificate that he claims to have is as worthless as a degree from Trump University. Folks, use your eyes and ears. And your brains. He’s certified insane. DSM-4 narcissist to the letter. He needs to be removed forthwith and if the vice president feels the need to resort to the 25th Amendment, I’m fine with that. C’mon people, let’s get moving! The new (American) pope is in!
Donald Trump is a narcissist, as all megalomaniacs and (wannabe) kings must be, but the only way to become a king or queen is still to be or marry an already established royal and not the old way of smiting enemy lords. No matter how much Trump tries to foment disorder and distraction, he’s no king, at least here in America, because since George Fucking Washington (sorry), we don’t do kings, and if we did, we’d have to have a good one after an ‘ochlocracy’ first, according to the great historian and thinker Polybius, and believe me, nobody wants that, least of all Donald J. Trump, but when he’s finally confronted by the ultimate truth that we all die someday, (he kinda thinks that he’s going to live forever, but the sane part of his brain that kicks in every once in a while makes him very uncomfortable about all that) and Trump can’t prepare the dauphin Barron in time, so when he’s crowned, he will not be King. He’s now and will always be a Pretender. Hence the possible ochlocracy part. Now, perhaps the bitter and contentious young(ish) Prince Eric and Don Jr. battle it out in the first parliamentary-sanctioned judicial duel since Jacques Le Gris got the ‘coup de grace’ from Jean Carrouges in 1386, but maybe in 2026 dark overlord Erik Prince steps into the octagon to challenge all in an epic, government paid-for spectacle of bloody mayhem across all platforms. The American Colosseum.
After the wars and kings, we’d get back to big ‘D’ Democracy again, kinda like in Deadwood days, after the life and rebirth of our communities [not communism, damned spell checker]. Or, we can just impeach him.
Carl Holt
May 16, 2025
It’s Tricky
In the election for California State Senator in 1966, candidate Richard ’Dick’ Tuck put up billboard signs that read, “The job needs Tuck and Tuck needs the job,” and for some reason, he didn’t win the election. When the ballots were nearly counted and it was looking bad for the Democrat Tuck, (he took only 10% of the vote) he quipped, you “just wait till the dead vote comes in” and ended his concession speech by saying, “The people have spoken, the bastards.” Losing to Republican George Danielson, a former FBI man and assistant DA who in 1970 was elected to the first of six terms in the US House of Representatives, Danielson then served on the House Judiciary Committee during Nixon’s impeachment trial — voting in favor of three articles of impeachment against Nixon, so how’s them apples?
Florida Writ Large
The Grand Old Party
In the aftermath of the 2020 Presidential Election, I miss Florida’s place in the sun but first, allow me to congratulate our new president, Joseph Robinette Biden Jr. Has a ring to it, no? His lovely wife Jill. Splendid. Donald Trump would highlight his son Hunter but I’ll think of Beau. I’ll think of first dog Major. And the new cat! Oh, and he’s 78 fucking years old. At the risk of being canceled due to Ageism, that’s just too damn old to be the President of the United States. I argue that Ronnie Reagan and Donnie Trump prove it: it’s not a job for old people, regardless of the hair dye and the many, many lies. Joe had no choice in the matter, however, practically drafted by the American people to step up and DO SOMETHING about Trump’s insanity, but he did always want to be president. The late Donald Trump, not as in dead, just as in he won’t leave the White House, is as lame as any duck in history but I choose now to ‘turn a corner’ and NOT enumerate his ridiculous to sublime losses and mishaps since Trump woke to the news on November 4th that the election results were not in his favor, they were in his disfavor, in fact, to the tune of SEVEN MILLION votes.
(more…)It’s All Greek to Me

I’ve been putting off writing this post because it’ll be the last one that I’ll throw up before the 2020 Presidential Election and in 2016, just after Trump was nominated, I posted The Most Hated Man in America. This year, I don’t wanna be right again if that means losing you, however I obviously have the gift of prognostication (a noun meaning “the action of foretelling or prophesying future events”) and anyone who doubts that, read on. I’ve had a few choice words to describe my feelings about Donald J. Trump through the years, yet who am I to question the leadership of this man? What gives me the right to ask if he’s insane or not? I’m just an ordinary citizen of the United States, at least I was the last time I checked but who knows anymore? In the four years since Donald J. Trump has been our duly elected president, I’ve been right about pretty much everything I’ve said about him (actually since 1988 but who’s keeping score?) and if he’s not the most hated man in America by now whom, pray tell, would grab that crown from him?
(more…)We’re Gonna Need a Bigger Boat
One of my favorite movies of all time is Jaws (1975) but I can’t name an African-American in the film so that’s messed up, but then Steven Spielberg made The Color Purple (1985) so he’s cool. My other favorite directors are Martin Scorsese and also Woody Allen so if you total up all the African-American characters in their films you end up with ‘Stacks’ in Goodfellas (1990). Too bad about Stacks, he got high and left his prints all over the getaway van. In Goodfellas, ‘Two ni**ers just stole my truck’ was the excuse for the paid-off truck driver as he complains to anyone who will overhear him, “Can you believe that?” he asks incredulously, Charles Stewart-style. There were no black gangs in New York in the 1800s, apparently and Sugar Ray Robinson isn’t even given a line in Scorsese’s masterpiece, Raging Bull, (1980) yet he’s still my favorite director. Scorsese himself plays a racist in his film Taxi Driver where he brags to DeNiro’s Travis Bickle that he’s going to kill his wife because she’s cheating on him with a ‘ni**er.’ Marty, time’s up to make your Black Narcissus.
The Tonight Show Starring Donald Trump
Boy, did Trump put on a bad show last night or what? Since my last post, the country has become a poorer, sicker and dumber place than at any time since Donald Trump took office, however a small side benefit to the Coronavirus outbreak is that I’ve had an enormous amount of free time to catch up on old TV shows on YouTube, so lately I’ve been binge watching Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman; Maude; Wolfman Jack’s Midnight Special and especially Johnny Carson’s The Tonight Show. I’ve never been so happy to ignore reality because after watching TV or reading Twitter or the local news, I tend to get selfish, angry and mean and I don’t want that to define who I am during this crisis. It’s terribly frustrating to see our government work like it’s run by an amateur and it highlights just how terrible our president* has become. If Hillary Clinton was elected instead of Donald Trump in 2016 and was the President of the United States right now, (as THREE MILLION more people voted for her than the other guy) I would be preparing to watch the Boston Red Sox play a baseball game against the Chicago White Sox, possibly rained out at Fenway but nonetheless, that ain’t happening now. The reality is that our imbecilic president has allowed this awful tragedy to happen to our great country because — at this point — the only logical explanation that I have left is that Donald Trump isn’t just a misogynist (he obviously hates women) but he’s also a psychopath. He hates people. After all, his parents were just awful human beings and I have a first-person account of how Fred Trump was basically a Nazi sympathizer. Being the son or daughter of a Nazi sympathizer and a cold and distant mother would be a challenge for most normal people and Donald Trump is certainly not a normal human being. He’s totally fucking abnormal. Interesting fact: the first toilet paper panic was caused by an offhand joke by Johnny Carson in 1974 when he said there were shortages of everything in California during the Watergate scandal and gas shortage. The joke became a rumor, which became a fact, resulting in a run on toilet paper and also a very funny example of how humans can panic and act irrational, even in the best of times. Here’s a typical zinger from the show:
I hear that whenever someone in the White House tells a lie, Nixon gets a royalty.
Kenneth, What is the Frequency?

In a strange incident in 1986, Dan Rather was roughed up by a couple of well-dressed goons as he walked home near the corner of 88th Street and Park in New York, with one of them repeatedly asking, “Kenneth, what is the frequency?” The newsman made news himself because the louts, instead of calling the celebrity CBS reporter by his given name, Dan or even Daniel, referred to him as ‘Kenneth.’ This was just weird enough to make the national news. The brouhaha died down and the incident was quickly forgotten until 1994 when a band by the name of R.E.M. out of Athens, Georgia recorded the hit song, “What’s the Frequency, Kenneth?” off their album Monster, which is why anyone remembers the story. The reason Rather came to be asked the strange question by the nutty duo is quite weird and stupid and tragic, and I’ll get into that later in the post, but it’s when we hit the ‘stupidity curve’ as a culture, where schizophrenic news cycles and the weird shit that we see today has hit the fan every day, week and month since.
A Metaphor America
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE, INCLUDING THE HATERS AND THE FAKE NEWS MEDIA! 2019 WILL BE A FANTASTIC YEAR FOR THOSE NOT SUFFERING FROM TRUMP DERANGEMENT SYNDROME. JUST CALM DOWN AND ENJOY THE RIDE, GREAT THINGS ARE HAPPENING FOR OUR COUNTRY!
It’s probably not gonna be a fantastic year for me, I fear. The above Tweet© is our President’s New Year’s statement to the nation, where he advises us all to just relax, bend over and enjoy the reaming he intends to administer to us all. The year started out well enough, although with Trump, Rush Limbaugh, Laura Ingraham and Fox News conspiring to lock the American people out of 25% of their government (apparently, all run by the dedicated hard work of Democrats, according to The Donald), in Trump’s bizarro-world, our slow motion dismantling of democracy should be something to enjoy, not fear. Donny also tells a seven-year old back on Christmas Day that Santa is a fiction, so here Trump chooses to reveal the first kernel of truth as president in two years — in one of the few places that we actually want our president to lie — when talking to a seven-year old on Christmas Day about the legend of Santa Claus.
The Fifth Columnist
There’s an old saying in politics that when your opponent is burying themselves, stay the hell out of the way – if anything, hand them a shovel. As our president* has been writing his political epitaph this summer, I’ve been reading a lot of books and working on my tan, yet I’ve been roused from my torpor by another stupid outrage by our So-Called President* – the half-staff / full-staff / half-staff bullshit that took place after the death of John McCain – yet another example of how Trump is utterly unsuited for leadership. Senator John McCain died facing down cancer like all adversity in life, with honor, dignity and courage. John McCain was, by any calculation, an American hero and Donald Trump’s pettiness is only heightened in contrast to this great man’s service to Country. McCain quoted his hero in his autobiography written with Mark Salter, The Restless Wave: Good Times, Just Causes, Great Fights and Other Appreciations (2018) where the only man who could live up to this hero’s life was a fictional character:
‘The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it,’ spoke my hero, Robert Jordan, in [Ernest Hemingway’s] ‘For Whom the Bell Tolls.‘ And I do, too. I hate to leave it. But I don’t have a complaint. Not one. It’s been quite a ride. I’ve known great passions, seen amazing wonders, fought in a war, and helped make a peace. I’ve lived very well and I’ve been deprived of all comforts. I’ve been as lonely as a person can be and I’ve enjoyed the company of heroes.
Satchel Sinatra Sings the Blues
Last year’s bombshell New York Times article by Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey may have initiated the #MeToo movement, but the momentum really gained steam after Ronan Farrow’s excellent back-to-back, in-depth reports in the New Yorker detailing Harvey Weinstein’s use of private detectives to harass and discredit his accusers. Farrow’s investigations add valuable accounts of the Miramax mogul’s scumbag ways, where it seems every day of his professional life, Mr. Weinstein committed some form of sexual harassment. Looking at the cut of Mr. Weinstein, we can guess that this ugly, fat asshole used his power as a Hollywood producer to get laid. In Casablanca, Claude Rains is ‘Shocked, shocked!’ Perhaps the original push behind the #MeToo movement was Donald Trump’s (well recorded) conversation about bush – with Bush – which sparked the up-and-running Pink Parades, either way, sexually abused and harassed victims have finally been given voice. Farrow’s latest article in the New Yorker, Trump, a Playboy Model, and a System for Concealing Infidelity reveals the next woman in the can-can line of Trump mistresses. Here, Farrow outlines how Trump’s friend David J. Pecker, CEO of American Media and publisher of parody newspapers the National Enquirer and the hilarious Weekly World News among others, protected him from damaging allegations during the election. Trump said during his campaign that the supermarket tabloid ‘Does have credibility and should be very respected’ after the Enquirer linked Ted Cruz’ father to the Kennedy Assassination. Inquiring minds want to know! Pecker (middle name Johnson) ‘captured and killed’ this particular Playboy model’s story about her affair with The Donald for $150,000 (about the same time that Stormy Daniels was spanking him with Malcolm Forbes’ masthead), with Pecker explaining recently that it ‘wasn’t believable enough’ – choosing not to publish the accusation back in October, 2016. I guess the Playboy model story should have included a bit about her bat-child, then Pecker may have thought it believable enough to bury somewhere in his mindless rags. This is the same National Enquirer which once ran full-color, front-page headlines complete with images of an innocent young woman named Vera Baker titled ‘Obama Caught in Hotel With This Beauty’ – which Pecker had to pay dearly for in an all-cash settlement. My favorite Weekly World News headline of all time is ‘Famed Psychic’s Head Explodes.’






