The problem isn’t that the old man in the White House can’t spell—hell, he’s been unable to spell since he took office, as he demonstrates by consistently tweeting misspelled words. It’s that the president of the United States is late-night drunk-tweeting incomplete sentences with made-up words.
President Donald Trump tweeted, “Despite the constant negative press covfefe,” at 12:06 a.m. EDT on Wednesday, and there are several jokes to be made here. A few can be found below:
Merriam-Webster, which is starting to become my favorite Twitter account, even got in on the president-bashing, tweeting: “Wakes up. Checks Twitter. Uh...Regrets checking Twitter. Goes back to bed.”
And while the jokes came in droves, as they should, I would actually like to discuss the seriousness of “covfefe” and what this means for us as a country.
It means we’re fucked, and I know that we all knew this back in November when we learned that Russia had given Trump the election, but the levels of fuckedness keep growing.
The. President. Of. The. United. States. of. America. Is. Drunk. Tweeting.
Let that sink in.
Whether or not he’s actually been drinking, the president of the whole of America is up late reading articles blasting his shitty administration and tweeting about it.
What have you done, 53 percent of white-woman America? This is who you wanted? Let’s forget for a minute that this orange fuck face actually typed the word “covfefe,” which he totally typed because autocorrect isn’t autocorrecting actual words into made-up words, but he didn’t even finish typing the fucking sentence. Had he typed the word correctly, he would have tweeted, “Despite the constant negative press coverage,” and that would’ve been it—an incomplete thought from an incomplete man, as the level of embarrassing just keeps getting worse.
But get this: “Covfefe” stayed on his Twitter timeline all night, which makes me believe that this was a drunk tweet. All the signs are there: a made-up word, an incomplete clause, and then he fell asleep and the tweet just stayed there until the morning, when he should’ve tweeted, “My bad, the Henny had me lazy.”
But the tweet confirms several things that we’ve known since Trump took office: He’s rogue. So rogue that even his own staff can’t control him. At some point, someone on Trump’s staff was supposed to get this tweet down, but no one could get into Trump’s room to shake him off his bunk bed to get his damn cellphone to stop the damage. Our president is on late-night Twitter, and the idea of that is frightening, but this is where we are, ’Merica, and I hope the 53 percent of white women who totally bailed on Hillary Clinton are happy with the drunk in office.