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Thursday, September 01, 2016

Flubbed 

So The Donald went to Mexico and talked to their President.

No one else came. It was a very sparse crowd.

Then he went to Phoenix to talk about the details of his "changed" immigration policy proposals.

He got the usual red-neck crowd who egged him on so he threw away the script and went back to a rant against illegals and how he would deport them.

This guy is not competent to "be" anything but himself.

And that "self" is pretty flawed.

His ego is so large that he apparently cannot take advice. Only schmoozing. He needs the soothing hands of people pleasers and yes sirs.

He is unrepentant and, above all, has no self awareness.

No critical sense of self examination.

No humility. Not even the fake kind!

He is a "one-er" that is for sure. A unique bird that flitters and flutters.

"This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.". A hollow man.

OK. That is enough. An easy target Trumpf. Trumpf Trumpf Trumpf. The son of privileged millionaires who never thought to help him develop his soul.

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