The Skeeter Daddle Diaries

We all live in La-La Land, a mystical place where anything can be true, even total opposites. Facts grow on magical bean stalks and everything is fair and balanced. Even if it’s not. The President went to El Paso and Dayton this week, not, he made clear, for photo ops, but for visiting the victims of two mass murderers. Course, he made a video of him with the staff of the hospitals, claimed the victims warmly received him, probably helped in their healing process. It turns out the victims wouldn’t let him near them. Not one in that El Paso hospital would allow him in their room. If they survive, you know who’ll take credit for their rapid and complete recovery.

The best brag by the Healer, even better than boasting about the size of his crowds in El Paso vs. Beto’s, was the photo op of him with the kid of deceased parents shot to death, giving the thumbs up and smirking that self-satisfied grin of his. If you were grieving over a heinous crime like this, dozens dead, victims fighting for their lives in rooms nearby, wouldn’t this guy have the words of comfort to unite us all, to speak to us of healing and remembrance, to offer up sympathy? Well, maybe not. Bullies aren’t really admired for those traits and this bully lives in his own mirror.

We’ve moved so far from distasteful with this guy, we might as well root for our food, grunt around the nightly burnbarrels then shelter down in cardboard boxes behind the abandoned big box stores. If you don’t feel like a refugee yourself yet, you aren’t paying attention. “I think my rhetoric … brings people together,” Trump said before visiting Ohio and Texas. His critics are “political people … trying to make points.”

Thumbs up, Big Guy! Smile for the camera! And you want another four years???
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