The pitiful Pompeo, in his latest attempt at boot licking, proclaimed God sent us Trump, with whom to solve the problems of the Middle East. Perhaps Pompeo has mistaken porn star Stormy Daniels for God? There is no evidence that God hangs with the Trumpster, but Stormy knows Trump, well, biblically.
Stormy wrote that The Donald has a penis shaped like a mushroom and that it is indeed small (and if there was a PhD in penisology, we’d be calling her Doctor Stormy for her vast experience, so she should know).
Trump’s massive ego must have shriveled up like a button mushroom when Stormy revealed, in her book, Full Disclosure, “It may have been the least impressive sex I’d ever had, but clearly, he didn’t share that opinion.”
Long before Stormy let the cat out of the bag, Senator Marco Rubio had it that Trump’s penis is tiny, during the last presidential campaign, when they were rivals for our highest office.—top servant of the plutocrats. Marco and The Donald traded insults like schoolboys until Trump, sweating profusely, responded to the charge that his manhood is more like babyhood with “I guarantee you there’s no problem, I guarantee,” all the while trembling like a rabbit in the paws of a lynx, a fabricated grin attempting to mask the obvious terror.
Now the question we should be asking is “how did Rubio know Trump got shorted when male appendages were dispensed?” The macho Latino may have said more than any of us wishes to know. Normally Marco spends his time lying about leftist Latin American nations such as Cuba or Venezuela, but candidates for the Oval Office should take note, this is how to knock Trump off his game. Had Rubio stuck to his childish taunt just minutes longer, we’d no doubt be playing hail to the chief when he walked into the room, and Trump would be a mad puddle of tears in an obscure paragraph of history.
One could visualize steam hissing from Trumpian ears when the “tiny penis” barb stung The Donald in his not-so-tiny butt. I tell you he was tottering like a wounded water buffalo hit by a rocket propelled grenade. One more taunt and Trump would have been toast.
As one who votes Green, I would love to see Trump’s Democratic Party opponent fire a small penis salvo or two at the Great Orange One, just to watch the fur fly in next year’s debates. It is otherwise sadly boring to watch the Dems and Republicans contend to see which can sell out the American people more for the billions in campaign funding from the polluters, defense cheats and banksters who tug at the puppet strings.
The Democrats clearly have the only candidates on the planet who, given the mountains of campaign bribes and free TV exposure, could lose to the likes of Trump. They keep trying to find a candidate who is more Republican than the Republicans, which buries them deep in campaign funding from the plutocrats, but the voters say “why vote for a fake Republican when you can get the real thing?”—so it’s another crash and burn for the Dems.
It is frustrating to watch Dems investigate The Donald at great length only to find it brings them more Oval Office pejoratives—Pocahontas, Crooked Hillary, Cryin’ Chuck Schumer, Crazy Joe Biden, Fat Jerry Nadler, Cheatin’ Obama, Crazy Bernie Sanders, Sleazy Adam Schiff, Low IQ Maxine Waters and more.
The Dems don’t know how to play the game, so Trump has up to now owned them. Charging Trump with crimes doesn’t work—he doesn’t care! He seems to taunt: “No, I’ve paid no taxes, and no, you can’t see my tax forms. Yes, my businesses are cleaning up off my presidency, and screw you if you don’t like it.”
Corporate media, with their obvious whining, want Joe Biden badly, but it appears Romeo Joe has stepped on his… what this article is about. Joe’s defense against the 47,692 females who’ve complained, is that if it’s not all the way in, it’s not rape and, besides, he’s just overly affectionate (like that dog that keeps humping your leg).
Trump, in turn, sees Romeo Joe and raises one “Grab them by the pussy.” Throw the #me2 book at him, he doesn’t care, seeming to reply “I have no woman problem, ask my army of Evangelical ministers who say I was brought to the White House by God.”
For the forlorn Democrats who’ve been thwarted in their effort to prove that the Russians really run the country and decide our elections (entirely overlooking the defense cheats, polluters, banksters, Big Pharma, Big Oil and a thousand other corrupt groups who individually dwarf any Russian effort like a herd of Elk on a flea, but dump mountains of campaign bribes on the Dems to keep them from seeing reality) I have your answer: Penis-gate.
Simply make the accusation that Trump lied when he said “No problem” to the charge of packing tiny family jewels. Get Stormy before the House Judiciary Committee with full cavernous boob job cleavage to draw attention to the facts, backed by a nervous Marco Rubio (one assumes Marco and the Donald must be quite close).
I will lay odds that Trump finally folds in the wake of such an effort, particularly if the Dems can follow up with prepubescent taunts such as “Donnie has a little one, Donnie has a little one.” Trump will buckle and either go into cardiac arrest whence his diet has long steered him, or beg Stormy to take him back, recalling better days with far less scrutiny.
This is what our government has come to. The ruling plutocrats don’t care if the president has an R or a D after his name, after all, they’ve pretty much bribed the “two party system” into healing on command. The method, therefore, irrelevant as it is to our perpetual ruling class, is what counts to win, and Trump has devised rules for this, from fourth grade recess.
This time it shouldn’t take Deep Throat to chase a corrupt Prez from the White House. Remember Dems, it’s not the electoral college, it’s Penis-gate.
Jack Balkwill has been published from the little read Rectangle, magazine of the English Honor Society, to the (then) millions of readers USA Today and many progressive publications/web sites such as Z Magazine, In These Times, Counterpunch, This Can’t Be Happening, Intrepid Report, and Dissident Voice. He is author of “An Attack on the National Security State,” about peace activists in prison.
This is what our government has come to? This is what our political dialogue has come to, made bipartisan thanks to Mr. Balkwill. He does no credit to his case by engaging in the same playground obscenities he wants to appear to be criticizing.
This is political satire Tony. To be bipartisan I would have to be a Democrat, and I made it clear in the piece that I am not a Democrat. I’m sorry you didn’t like it though