It was an inauspicious beginning. Disgustus and his minions knew the optics wouldn't look well. Reservations at Washington's hotels were down, vacancies were many as the incoming maladministration awaited the horde of maggots in anticipation of the return of the Anointed One.
It wasn't happening.
Fearing a repeat of the 2017 debacle in which empty seats lined the parade route from the Capitol Building to the White House, including both sides of the reviewing stand, Disgustus, claiming weather conditions, moved the ceremony into the Rotunda of the nation's Capitol. There, Chief Justice Roberts, soiling himself in the process, administered the oath for the second time.
The spectacle was, in a word, disgusting. Here we have the Chief Justice of the United States Supreme Court administering an oath to a man who not only has, in the past, serially violated the very Constitution he is swearing to defend; but will before the sun sets, on this day of national mourning, will begin once again his determined assault upon that very document. It is the penultimate insult to both the process and the republic. It is the height of hypocrisy on full display. I larf; the first time tragedy, the second farce.
The Orange Swine should have been sworn into office in a closet by a local Justice of the Peace or, perhaps, a local sanitation worker. For any member of the nation's highest court, let alone the Chief Justice to administer this oath to a man who led an insurrection, serially violated the Constitutional emoluments clause, and was cited for at least 10 counts of obstruction of justice clearly demonstrates the complete debasement of governance by Caesar Disgustus and his Maggot Movement. By performing this act, Roberts has further destroyed what little credibility this court now possesses. He has, at one fell swoop, turned high solemnity into farce.
Impeach and Imprison the Bastard.
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