Silly-Billy.
Otis is right, that Tangerine could possibly pull this out in the final month… “IF ONLY…”
But Bill’s “if only…” swallows all else. The Trumpinator can no more be gracious… than he can fit his giant Depends-clad a$$… into a set of 32 inch waist, stove-pipe, genuine vintage 501 Levis, with the button fly. His constitution… won’t allow it. Here’s Bill’s plea:
…For just over a month, Trump needs to act as if he were something resembling a gentleman. It shouldn’t be that hard, especially if he can bring himself to remember that — c’mon, Donald! — it’s just five skimpy weeks. By being a gentleman, I mean the obvious: Cut out the insults, be at least a little generous and gracious, show some modesty, put away the absurd exaggerations, be restrained and thoughtful rather than belligerent, talk about others’ concerns rather than yours. A little self-deprecating humor wouldn’t hurt either. It did wonders for Reagan, whom the press was trying to paint as an airhead wahoo….
No. Way. No. How.
And he will lose, Bill.
UPDATE: Your co-blogger, Paul Mirengoff just said the ask is… impossible, not an hour after Bill made it. Hilarious.
Count on that.
Harris is leading now, in all but one swing state. Moreover, she still has a little under a third of her campaign to run. Tangerine has been running since 2022, trying to stave off… jail, mostly. So his campaign is about 94% water under the bridge. There are miles of audio and video to remind voters what a uselessly vain and narcissistic little miscreant he is.
He’s proven hundreds of times, on tape — that he’s a man who understands almost nothing about the real world the rest of us adults live in.
And here, at the dotage / twilight era of his time on the planet, he’s shown not a scintilla of genuine curiosity — to learn about the people upon whom he must rely for votes.
Yep. Stick. A. Fork. In. Him.
He’s done.
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