These two, Trump and Putin, the 2 czar/messiah/kings, are like love birds. They can't get enough of each other. At the big summit, after two hours of agreeing with each other and putting up a mild phony push-back for the home audience, they couldn't resist getting back together; or at least the Donald couldn't, and found himself again sitting with his new best friend, obviously, like Narcissus, seeing as close as he ever could a mirror image of his exalted, wonderful, best-ever self.
They had, and have, so much to talk about and agree upon, both of them wanting to do so much for their countries and so picked on and accused of being bad guys; it's no wonder they share persecution complexes.
Truth is, though, it certainly seems Trump is the smitten one in this new bromance, especially since Putin the Puke gets to wield his power in a much more despotic, non-disrupted manner. Fact is, Putin's oligarchs have to answer to him, and don't control a congress that imposes democracy on his capitalistic impulses. Putin believes in capitalism, as long as democracy keeps its ugly head out of the way.
Trump wishes he had a coterie of billionaire oligarchs, like the ones who kowtow to Putin, and build him palaces and shower him with yachts and dachas and so on, and, if they get out of control, and try to take advantage of their stature and super-cede their powers, Putin will either take their money and power away and perhaps jail and have a crony poison them.
Certainly, Trump the czar would like to jail and poison quite a few people, and especially this Honest John/Eagle Scout ex FBI prick named Mueller, this Viet Nam vet, who is tormenting him by investigating his so-called collusion with the Russians and his new best friend, his sacred soul mate, Putin. Putin would never allow himself to get into the kind of miserable torture Trump now dwells in, because he designates who investigates who, and anybody who tries to go out on a limb to investigate his nefarious dealings either goes to jail or is poisoned.
I'm sure part of the allure to this bromance is Trump's envy of Putin's relationship with Russia's press and media. Imagine Putin having to deal with a snarling bitter rabble rouser like Chris Mathews on MSNBC, actually accusing Trump of being a goddam Romonov, of partaking in nepotism and training his children to take over the country, like a royal family. Putin would not have this miscreant jailed or poisoned, he'd have him gunned down on the street along with some of those liars at the New York Times and Washington Post and then have some faux terrorists blamed for the murders and tried in a fake court and either executed or given a life sentence in Siberia.
Vladimir doesn't fuck around, and Trump can only fantasize at having this kind of power, especially when he's pacing the White House in the wee hours, re-running his tormentors on CNN and MSNBC and quickly changing to Fox News and then back again, so infuriated by dawn that he's tweeting madly and irrationally when deep down inside he knows his pal Putin would have these buzzards exterminated!
Plus, if he owned the press like Vlad does, and like he should, he could tweet anything he wanted to and nobody would be allowed to refute one iota of it or they go to jail.
I'm sure he was pouring his heart out to his fellow czar during that unrecorded hour long off-the-cuff discussion nobody knows about. He probably told Putin he'd love to allow the sanctions on his country to drop so as to cease squeezing his oligarchs so they could do business as usual and in the meantime feather Vladimir's nest, but “Jeezuz, Vlad, this cocksucking motherfcking backbiting lying cheating congress, intelligence agencies, etcetera, they won't let me do a fucking thing! I mean, you think you got problems, hell, I got to deal with a bunch of lying skunks who claim Hillary got more votes than me, even though I won, and you, my good friend, my great friend, my wonderful comrade, my brother in arms, you get to rig your fucking election and claim 80% and if anybody fucks with you and tries to investigate you, you get to poison the motherfuckers! You think I wouldn't mind poisoning Comey, and that old bag Hillary Clinton, who I know you hate, and this witch Elizabeth Warren, goddam crow, and this wrinkled old hag Collins, supposed to be backing me, because she's a fellow republican? I'd poison their asses in a second, neither are worth fucking anyway, Vlad...”
I'm sure Vlad was holding his hand in commiseration as they sat together with only the Russian interpreter. I'm sure they made plans to get together as soon as possible, and I'm sure the Donald told Vlad he was going to fire Mueller and anybody who got in his way about this collusion bullshit and pardon his family and his coterie of thieves and oligarchs so he can pass some new legislation that will allow America to become the nepotistic dictatorship it was meant to be, and he was the man to lead the way, and in the future, perhaps the two heroes could ride big white horses together on the gleaming frozen tundra, shirts off, though it could turn out to be unsightly with Trump and his flabby chongs and pendulous belly besides the gym-buffed Vlad.
Hi ho Silver, away! And God bless America!
They had, and have, so much to talk about and agree upon, both of them wanting to do so much for their countries and so picked on and accused of being bad guys; it's no wonder they share persecution complexes.
Truth is, though, it certainly seems Trump is the smitten one in this new bromance, especially since Putin the Puke gets to wield his power in a much more despotic, non-disrupted manner. Fact is, Putin's oligarchs have to answer to him, and don't control a congress that imposes democracy on his capitalistic impulses. Putin believes in capitalism, as long as democracy keeps its ugly head out of the way.
Trump wishes he had a coterie of billionaire oligarchs, like the ones who kowtow to Putin, and build him palaces and shower him with yachts and dachas and so on, and, if they get out of control, and try to take advantage of their stature and super-cede their powers, Putin will either take their money and power away and perhaps jail and have a crony poison them.
Certainly, Trump the czar would like to jail and poison quite a few people, and especially this Honest John/Eagle Scout ex FBI prick named Mueller, this Viet Nam vet, who is tormenting him by investigating his so-called collusion with the Russians and his new best friend, his sacred soul mate, Putin. Putin would never allow himself to get into the kind of miserable torture Trump now dwells in, because he designates who investigates who, and anybody who tries to go out on a limb to investigate his nefarious dealings either goes to jail or is poisoned.
I'm sure part of the allure to this bromance is Trump's envy of Putin's relationship with Russia's press and media. Imagine Putin having to deal with a snarling bitter rabble rouser like Chris Mathews on MSNBC, actually accusing Trump of being a goddam Romonov, of partaking in nepotism and training his children to take over the country, like a royal family. Putin would not have this miscreant jailed or poisoned, he'd have him gunned down on the street along with some of those liars at the New York Times and Washington Post and then have some faux terrorists blamed for the murders and tried in a fake court and either executed or given a life sentence in Siberia.
Vladimir doesn't fuck around, and Trump can only fantasize at having this kind of power, especially when he's pacing the White House in the wee hours, re-running his tormentors on CNN and MSNBC and quickly changing to Fox News and then back again, so infuriated by dawn that he's tweeting madly and irrationally when deep down inside he knows his pal Putin would have these buzzards exterminated!
Plus, if he owned the press like Vlad does, and like he should, he could tweet anything he wanted to and nobody would be allowed to refute one iota of it or they go to jail.
I'm sure he was pouring his heart out to his fellow czar during that unrecorded hour long off-the-cuff discussion nobody knows about. He probably told Putin he'd love to allow the sanctions on his country to drop so as to cease squeezing his oligarchs so they could do business as usual and in the meantime feather Vladimir's nest, but “Jeezuz, Vlad, this cocksucking motherfcking backbiting lying cheating congress, intelligence agencies, etcetera, they won't let me do a fucking thing! I mean, you think you got problems, hell, I got to deal with a bunch of lying skunks who claim Hillary got more votes than me, even though I won, and you, my good friend, my great friend, my wonderful comrade, my brother in arms, you get to rig your fucking election and claim 80% and if anybody fucks with you and tries to investigate you, you get to poison the motherfuckers! You think I wouldn't mind poisoning Comey, and that old bag Hillary Clinton, who I know you hate, and this witch Elizabeth Warren, goddam crow, and this wrinkled old hag Collins, supposed to be backing me, because she's a fellow republican? I'd poison their asses in a second, neither are worth fucking anyway, Vlad...”
I'm sure Vlad was holding his hand in commiseration as they sat together with only the Russian interpreter. I'm sure they made plans to get together as soon as possible, and I'm sure the Donald told Vlad he was going to fire Mueller and anybody who got in his way about this collusion bullshit and pardon his family and his coterie of thieves and oligarchs so he can pass some new legislation that will allow America to become the nepotistic dictatorship it was meant to be, and he was the man to lead the way, and in the future, perhaps the two heroes could ride big white horses together on the gleaming frozen tundra, shirts off, though it could turn out to be unsightly with Trump and his flabby chongs and pendulous belly besides the gym-buffed Vlad.
Hi ho Silver, away! And God bless America!
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