Naked and senile is no way to go through life, Son.
It’s weird that our elite betters of eliteness and betterness refuse to acknowledge that the emperor not only forgot to dress himself today but that he’s actively drooling. Check out President Asterisk trying to figure out who the Secretary of Defense is. Not that SecDef is an important job anymore or anything. His gig now is mostly to rid the ranks of extremists who don’t think men can change into women through the power of activists demanding everyone else pretend they can. But still, the president ought to, you know, know who he is.
President Asterisk isn't running the show. He's not running a damn thing, and everybody knows it. The drooling halfwit can't even mumble his way through a scripted teleprompter speech. God only knows what kind of drugs they're pumping into him to make him actually stay upright until 7 PM.
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