Rinse & Repeat? Not Trump Possible

Have you ever had this experience?
You wake up at six thirty in the morning. You prepare your mind for a great day.
In an effort to sabatoge your healthy state of mind you fetch your cell phone and open the Twitter app.
You look at Donald Trump’s latest tweet.
You seethe.
You respond to the tweet. You feel so good, so proud. Intellectual sarcasm and intelligent satire rule the moment!
You got him! You called him out! You shut down the imbecile!
Reality quickly sets in.
You instantly realize, once again, you accomplished nothing.
Donald Trump will never read your reply. His staffers will never read your reply. Stephen “Shady Pants” Miller will never read your reply.
No one in the Trump Administration will ever feel the sting of your witty reparte.
Frustrated, helpless and hopeless, you put your phone down.
You can’t stop, can you?
You pick up your phone again.
Sure-as-his-pudgy-ass-is-as-droopy-as-his-double-chin, President Looney Bird just tweeted another idiotic, illiterate, uninformed, impulsive, feeble-witted reaction-to-no-meaningful-thing.
Unlike the helpful and instructive message on the back of your shampoo bottle, you Repeat, but you don’t Rinse. Do you?
You reply to his mindless tweet with another well thought out, gotcha!
You hope against hope!
Maybe, just maybe you will beat forty seven thousand people to the punch and you….yes, little-old-unknown-YOU will become famous!
Donald will read your tweet-reply!
Once and for all, your tweet will put his crazy-ass over the edge. President-Make-America-Nuts-Again will totally lose his shit and Tweet-confess high crimes and collusive misdemeanors.
You’re a fucking hero!!!!!!
You did it. With persistence, resistance and a Trumpian-like Twitter addiction you single handedly saved the nation (and the free world).
Congressional Republicans will have to impeach Donald! Now!
You outed him. Even better. You forced him to out himself.
I live this madness everyday and I know you do too. In some ways we’re as crazy as the lunatic we didn’t elect. Stop it. I’m going to stop it.
Please don’t check my twitter feed tomorrow: @mitcheiven
