My stages of TWITLER Grief
* Way back, before there was any imagination that TWITLER would inflict himself on us in our civic life, I detested him but as a gnat. I had checked out his t.v. circus and had dismissed him as a clown. When I shopped at Burlington's I would be revulsed at seeing his shirts and ties.
* So when he started his flirting with running for prez, I scoffed.
* Then when he finally did it, the descending elevator crap, I was shocked at the audacity but dismissed it as a stunt that nobody could ever give credence to.
* But when he took the nomination, I detested him for all the easily-Googled crap about his detestable life, the mob cartel life, the Roy COHN protege crap, all of him.
* There was ALWAYS so much *known* about what a repulsive, detestable crap-heap he is, and my stage was to be OUTRAGED over him.
* But all the knowledge was always out there. I never needed to KNOW MORE, always KNEW *enough*.
* Yet, here he is.
* And now with the tabloid book adding more and more crap-knowledge, I don't need more, always KNEW ENOUGH to detest him and be repulsed by him.
* So where I am now: The nugget of truth is what Senator TURTLE said: "He'll sign anything we put in front of him." It's what all the yakkers have been saying, that he's "not ideological," that he doesn't KNOW anything about policy, that it doesn't matter what he SAYS, that he can't be BELIEVED, and most of all, what Senator TURTLE said, he's useful for them who HAVE agendas because they can do ANYTHING THEY WANT.
He, as a human/person/player is irrelevant because why talk/report/deal with somebody who is ignorant, is a liar?