Tom Toles for March 28, 2017

Well, that’s ANOTHER $3.000.000 of taxpayer money down the hole. And again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, etc…etc…etc…etc…

He’s done okay in business at winning by losing, casinos, wine, steaks, etc.. Bankruptcy is profitable indeed.

Concentrating on who to blame next for not keeping his promises.

THE CIRCUS’S RING-MASTERS – {a rhyme and a coda}

It’s not a wholesome circus: -

- Trumpsters are clowns who jerk us

around so we don’t see

the Kochs on their greedy spree,

while the Elephant stumbles

and our nation tumbles.

… Coda:

With Kochs as ring-masters

we face yuuge disasters.

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I think its amazing that 36% of the Nation still supports the “Liar-in-Chief” Con-Man…

Trump last year: If I’m POTUS I don’t think I’d see any of my golf courses again, I just want to stay in WH and "work …

Well, plans change. I expect those people who bought Trump Steaks thought they were going to eat more than one of them.

Yeah, and it only took Mr. T one hundred strokes to get that close to the pin. Yuge!

So Fox news tweeted that Trump was spending this past weekend in the White House…funny, I didn’t know the White House was located up the Potomac in Virginia and had a golf course attached.

GOVERNMENTAL NECROSIS – {a rhyme}

Bad news comes in over-doses,

and there aren’t that many hopeful prognoses

in pundits’ diagnoses

of America’s necroses

from politicians’ neuroses

and systemic psychoses.

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The Orange House is where the Liar-and-chief has been keeping himself.

The psychopath in chief.

He’s tired of winning, so now he’s whining. That why he spends so much time on the golf course at Mar-a-Lago.

TRUMP-SPEAK – {a limerick}

The Donald speaks in gibberish

disjointed, inane and fibberish.

When he’s unscripted,

he can’t be decrypted.

It’s nonsense when Trump is ad-libberish.

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Trump’s presiden….er, term in office, is reminding me of a Twilight Zone episode. A petty crook, after pulling a job, wakes up to find himself in fancy duds, in a luxurious hotel suite, surrounded by his every wish come true. He thinks he’s died and gone to heaven until heaven begins to pall, and he’s informed that, yes, he has died, but it ain’t Heaven he’s gone to. Trump has just wakened to the fact that this isn’t an episode of The Apprentice (although HE now fits the title role); someday soon he’s going to wake to the rest of what he has wrought for himself and find his new title role is The Emperor’s New Clothes (which, for those of you who don’t know the story, is his birthday suit.)

Yes, unfortunately, some think that causing poor people to lose health care insurance is a good thing!