Thursday, August 6, 2020


So I have fired up the engine on the Magic Bus called “True Facts” and was glad to find it was still working, albeit a little dented and bruised from four years in Trumpistan. Welcome aboard, we’re on our way out, back to the land where “alternative facts” are simply called “lies,” and what we see with our own eyes and hear with our ears is not denied.  

It appears that a lot of those people who sold their souls to the devil have just seen the check bounce. Fox News—of all places—ran a series of displays of Our Glorious Leader unable to read, garbling words, and spouting world salad. Yes, he is decompensating and descending further into madness, and even they no longer pretend what we all see and hear is not what we see and hear.  

It’s still a long way to the border, but we can watch the scenery unfold as we putter along.  Oh look, there’s a stand selling UV lights to stick up your butt at half price, and another offering a BOGO deal on hydroxychlorine tablets. And oh yes, the Mad Revs waving their “Repent and Return to the Fold” signs at us. Ouch! One of them gave the old Magic Bus a whack. Just up the road a piece you can see a group of old, white businessmen wringing their hands, and wait a minute, yes, I can hear them singing and dancing the “I was not a Trumper” polka. They’re even wearing face masks.

But I’m buttoning up the doors and windows on the bus, because our Glorious Leader still has some rabid followers, and as the great Yogi (Berra) said, “It ain’t over ‘till it’s over.”

We have some bumps in the road ahead, but we are getting out of Trumpistan.