It
all started last weekend. Bill Maher in the New Rules segment
of his television show chided the Democrats for not being nasty
enough to our Caesar Disgustus for, in effect, bringing thoughts and
prayers to a knife fight. Disgustus, as Maher was quick to point
out, has no conscience, knows no shame and, facing trial and
conviction if unelected, will do anything to stay in power. To
defeat him one must, as an old friend of mine used to counsel: “If
you are going to kill the rats, you've got to climb down into the
sewer”. So it is.
To
that end, Maher suggested that to defeat tRUMP, one must play the
game on his terms, on his turf. Accordingly, it is time to strike
back. I've suggested to the office of Congresswoman Maxine Waters
that she use the moniker Caesar Disgustus but, while her office found
it amusing, it evidently didn't get traction. Maher, a real comedic
genius, said that Elizabeth Warren should strike back by calling
tRUMP, in the aftermath of yet another front-page article on his
finances, “Brokehantas”.
It
has taken off. In the ensuing week or so Facebook and social media
have been littered with memes with tRUMP wearing a feathered headband
under the title, or with numbers gleaned from the gross losses of 1.7
billion over the ten year span that The New York Times covered
(1985-1994). Accordingly, several wags, with calculators at the
ready, posted these numbers under the heading of “Brokehantas”.
Disgustus “managed” to lose:
--$11,466.00
per hour
--274,000.
per day
--8.3
Million dollars per month
--100
million dollars per year
Every
year for Ten Years!
It
is clear that our erstwhile “stable genius” and financial tycoon
cannot manage a respectable lemonade stand. As earlier New York
Times reporting has indicated, Fred tRUMP came to the rescue of
his errant son to the tune of nearly half a billion dollars, in
today's money as Donald struggled with looming financial catastrophe
in Atlantic City.
So
here we have it. He bilked the New York City banks of over a billion
dollars in loan defaults, declared bankruptcies on several of his
enterprises, and lost over a billion dollars in a ten year period
while at the same time touting his business 'genius' in the best
selling “The Art of the Deal”.
The
question looms: where is he getting his money now that the New York
banks treat him as the parasite he is? Several answers have been put
forward by those who know him best—his biographers and those who
follow the financial pages. They include the Russian and American
mafia, money laundering, racketeering, bank and insurance fraud,
cheating contractors and vendors, employing illegal aliens and, his
favorite, tax evasion.
These
raise further questions: to what extent does his economic dependence
upon such sources dictate the foreign and domestic policies now
pursued by this government? To whom does he owe money and how are
these obligations shaping our policies? Have these activities ceased
during his bastard presidency? What is he so desperately trying to
hide?
The
republic demands answers, and demand answers now. In the meantime
our “stable genius” has started a trade war with the nation's
banker, inviting retaliatory measures that can only destabalize an
already uncertain economy while threatening to start shooting wars in
the Middle East and Latin America. As the tail wags the swine....
Br'er
Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh.
Impeach
Brokehantas and Imprison.
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