At this point, I kind of just want President Donald Trump to STFU. At first when he was debating Hillary Clinton, he was amusing. Once he got elected, the more he spoke, the more it proved how dangerous this was going to be.
Now that he’s been in office for some months, I’m just tiring of his whole off-the-cuff presidency. It’s embarrassing on a world stage, and disheartening during disastrous times, when a presidential voice is needed most.
Trump is basically America’s drunken uncle no one wants to ever get on the microphone during a funeral because he’s going to go off script and start shouting out people in the room and basically not make any sense.
On Tuesday, Trump landed in hurricane-ravaged Puerto Rico and did just that. He rambled, said phrases like “hundreds of hundreds of hundreds” when he could’ve just said “thousands,” shouted out the Air Force, commented on the good deal he got on some fighter planes and was his usual blathering self.
Except, of course, people in Puerto Rico aren’t finding any of this funny. Some 3.4 million people on the island are without either power, food, water, medicine or shelter. Now is not the time for babbling Trump. I would have preferred that Teleprompter Trump showed up because at least he can feign emotion.
Trump literally landed on the big, big, island surrounded by huge amounts of water and noted that Puerto Rico should be proud that they haven’t had as many deaths as Hurricane Katrina—and, of course, noted that this untimely disaster has thrown the budget out of whack.
What. A. Fucking. Asshole.
How bottomless is the moral basement? I mean, how low must you be to land in Puerto Rico, actually witness the devastation flying in, and mention how much money it’s costing America?
I mean, seriously. Here’s an actual quote from his speech, according to the Washington Post:
Every death is a horror, but if you look at a real catastrophe like Katrina, and you look at the tremendous—hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of people that died, and you look at what happened here, with really a storm that was just totally overpowering, nobody’s ever seen anything like this.
Trump then turned and asked officials: “What is your death count as of this moment—17? Sixteen people certified; 16 people versus in the thousands.”
As a colleague pointed out, the real MVP of this entire presidential mudslide is the governor of Puerto Rico, Ricardo A. Rosselló, who has to act like he likes this slimeball during his visit so that he can make sure that the island receives aid, because we all know that the president of the United States is a petty bitch who lives for drama.
I hate that this is where we are, and I hate that this is who 53 percent of white women voted into office. But this is where we are, and it looks like drunken Uncle Donald has the microphone, so everyone just settle in and start rolling your eyes.
Read more at the Washington Post.