“Happy Ingratiation Day!”

Mr Trump,

I’m wishing you all the continued success you have had in your long and blusterous career. That is to say, I hope you remain an utter and colossal failure. May your final personal humiliation be our collective national redemption! At which time, you will join the other raging-bullies who have stomped the world stage before you, and, through manipulation and lies and corruption and unholy alliances (as well as the abetting cowardice of those within your own, chosen, party), have risen to such Icarian heights. They, too, “won” the game of power. So please enjoy today’s moment of “triumph” before you slide down history’s sleazy and slimy slope, the one greased with blood, pus, vinegar and snake venom. And then you will be fully ensconced in the Pantheon of Ignominy, at the Hall of Half-Hitlers, to rub elbows with the likes of Franco, Marcos, Amin, Gaddafi and Pinochet. Our very own Mobster Baron. The Buffooner-in-Chief. Perhaps you are just the oily emetic (or else cathartic suppository) that we need, at this critical inflection point, to rid our body politic of its Medieval black bile. Do your worst, you gilded piece of mediocre horseshit… and then, in the immortal words of Logan Roy, FUCK OFF!!