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May 12, 2020

Oy vey!

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 7:56 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the brilliant sun streaked, calm, cool, casual island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Twelfth Day of May, 2020, another clear start on Ocean Street in Historic Hyannis, yesterday all bearing witness to Wile E. Coyote ’super genius’ Trump who gave US a brief look back at his greatest strength, his ever present toddler/adolescence steeped deep within his subconscious, lowering the boom on a CBS Chinese-American reporter yesterday on the White House lawn, as if it were a junior high school playground.  Exposing during yet another press conference his complete contempt for the press as a whole.  Beautiful!  Trump yielding nothing but more fodder for democrats come the Fall.

Does it really matter?

Here is a brief snap shot of that exchange.

Until we meet again, Sea Cape Cod gives you Mr. Donald J. Trump;

president, lover, family man, visionary, developer, golfer and all round good guy…


“Before I take any more questions from you panty waist reporters, I got ‘dis to say to ‘dat dirty rat over at MSNBC, rats, ratha, plurals! You know who you are Joe Scarborough and his better half Mika, on ‘dat dreadful six a.m. ‘Morning Joe”, oy vey!  Yeah, I got ‘dis to say to ‘yous, get off my back about ‘da testing already!  And ‘da deaths, we live in a death culture, what did you expect? So what if I took some liberty with our female guests ‘da numbers?  So what if I sprinkled in a few lies here and ‘der?  What difference does it possibly make?  None.  Zip, nodda. You know Joe, you should just bunk up with ‘dat rat Bill Maher on HBO.  He is an a$$hole!  I hate ‘dat guy!  I would love to knock him out someday, ‘dat I can tell ‘yous!  Bill, not you Joe, for some reason I actually like ’yous, but don’t tell ‘dat to anybody, it’s between you and me buddy.  I don’t hate you joe, I have hope for you, ‘dat’s why I will continue to watch and tweet.  I love ‘dat gizmo more ‘dan anything, it’s so sweet!

OK, next question”,

“Mr. President, CBS News here, uimmm, why do you make such a big deal about ‘America’ being ‘number one in testing’, when per capita we are in fact 131st, out of 141 countries, with no concrete contact tracking in place, why do you make it a competition between nations when people are still dying and suffering in this country?”

“People are dying all over the world, they are.  Really, if you want an answer to that, why don’t you ask CHINA! Go ask China toots!  When you do ,you may find an answer ‘dat is pretty unusual. Dat reminds me aof a great Bill Murray film, ‘Stripes’ when the new Army soldiers are getting to know one another in the barracks.  You remember, it was hilarious!  Bill goes, ”I usually lose women to guys like you, it’s the stories, so fun and full of imagination, you Lee Harvey, you’re a mad man!  When you and you’re friends tried to make it with the cow, I gotta party with you cowboy, you and me together, fuuurget about it! Chicks dig me because I rarely wear underwear and when I do, it’s usually something pretty unusual,’, ‘daat gets big laughs in Atlantic City, ‘dat I can tell yous!  You SEA ‘day have a sense of humor! You and your kind, your race don’t, you stupid broad! Why don’t you just lighten the ‘f ;up?  Just like China’s answer to you’re particularly nasty question, it’s tainted with Machiavelian cunning and immature innuendo, plus, it, like you, is nasty, just nasty,

next reporter…”

“Excuse me sir, why did you direct that answer towards me?”

“What, is ‘dis a trick question? Clearly because you are s flippin’ Chinese person!  Hey listen, shush, just listen, why don’t you do us all a favor? Go back there, go home, we don’t need you kind here.

No noodles for you!

Next question!”

“Not you!”

“You just pointed at me!”

“I did, but you didn’t respond, plus I did not like the look in your eyes, or your body language. You should remember I am da one, da only authority, you know, ‘dat’s it, you blew it!  Hope you are happy! You dopey dame!  Any reporter who is angry I did not get to them, blame ‘dese two nasty women who obviously don’t know anything about tearing people apart, divide and conquer, lying, manipulation and mendacity.

Thank you so much for attending, Thank you, and remember, I’ll be here all week folks, all year rather, please, during ‘dese tough times, don’t forget to tip those waitresses!  And to you Joe and Mika, Willie and Barnacle, John Heilmann and ‘da rest of you commie bastards, I will SEA you in ’da cyber space, or on Nantucket! Most likely via my favorite toy, twitter, where I will level my anger your way and say….,”

“I wave my private parts at you, I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of Elderberries! Now go away, or I will taunt you for a second time, you silly English kanigitts!”

(credit: “Monty Python and the Holy Grail”, circa 1975)

“Trump out!”


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