Private Bonespurs doesn’t “love our troops.”

He looks down on them & resents them.

The world is inside out, upside down and on fire (as per usual as of late) but before this too gets swallowed whole by the tsunami of shit going on around the globe and within our own fractured (to put it mildly) Congress right now, I just wanted to document that once again — Mr. “America First” himself, called a barbarous terrorist organization “very smart” and our own military leaders “dumb.”

This time it was Hezbollah, because apparently their decision to attack still utterly devastated and shell-shocked Israel was a 10/10, no notes, “very, very smart” plan. At least according to the guy who as a child, threw rocks at babies.

And frankly, this is nothing new when it comes to the man with a lifetime record of service unrivaled in the history of the world.

Self-service that is.

That is the only kind of service Donald Trump knows. And his grotesquely insensitive and tone-deaf comments of praise for terrorists are a perfect reflection of how his maniacally muddled mess of a “mind” works.

‘I am angry. I have been insulted. My reputation has been injured. I need to seek revenge.’

This time it was former Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, General Mark Milley (although, to be fair — it’s so very often targeted at Milley these days, including when Trump recently called for his execution).

But it wasn’t just Milley that triggered Donnie Two-Scoops. It was Bibi Netanyahu too. New narcissistic injury meets old narcissistic injury, and when those two things collide, the result is always some sort of hangry-man-baby temper tantrum of violence normalizing and inciting vitriol.

Which is exactly what he did.

Praising Hezbollah was the intersection of vexation for the man of a million grievances. It hurts Bibi (who had the audacity to very publicly refuse an invitation to help Trump disparage then candidate Biden) and it insults our own “incompetent” military (with accents, there are always stupidly cartoonish & condescending accents), because the comparison is so brash on its face that it packs just the wallop Dotard McDoll-Hands enjoys so very, very much.

When someone has “wronged” Donald Trump, he fixates on making them “pay.” On getting his revenge. He’s been waiting for a moment to pounce on Bibi, so why not use the slaughter of women and children at the hands of terrorists as an opportunity to pile on.

This is how his “mind” works. It’s fucking terrifying in just how twisted and depraved it is, but then again — this is nothing new to any of us. The fucker did send a mob to hang his VP for not lighting the Constitution on fire for him after all.

So, when he stands before a group of his most loyal cultists, Ma & Pa MAGA types for whom he can do no wrong, the “thought” process probably goes a little like this (only not even remotely thought out, just blurted out like it’s a round of Pictionary at an insane asylum and it’s Jack Nicholson’s turn to draw a pumpkin patch which ends up looking much more like a slice of pepperoni pizza than a pumpkin patch and the people guessing keep shouting out “Pizza! Pizza pie!! Deep dish pizza?” but I digress…)

‘People hate terrorists.’ He “thinks” as the Adderall takes the wheel at one of his stupid cult rallies. ‘If I can make these idiots believe the terrorists they hate are smarter than my own “totally fired, fired like a dog” Generals, then they’ll really hate the guy I want them to hate and then I WIN!!’

(I try not to travel too far down the dark abyss rabbit hole that is the “process” by which Yam-Tits comes up with what he’s going to say because whenever I do, I tend to return a little dumber for the journey, but I digress again…)

There is escalating chaos abroad — Israel continues to grapple with the horrific atrocities carried out by Hamas, as innocent Palestinians pay the price for the war crimes committed by the terrorists who control Gaza, all while the Ukrainians are still contending with ceaseless bombardment from Putin’s rockets.

And Trump doesn’t care about any of it.

He doesn’t give a fuck about anything beyond one thing and one thing only.

Class, can you guess what that one thing is?

Cue Jeopardy music:

Yep. He only cares about… HIMSELF!!!

[balloons drop from the sky, there’s applause, laughter, some lady who has been waiting for this moment her whole life is crying and hugging strangers…]

How does this help ME?

People are dying? How does that help me?

There are hostages? There must be a play here to help me.

Americans are more divided than ever? Yeah, I KNOW that helps me.

On the inexhaustibly long list of Trumpian fictions embraced by MAGA, there are one or two things which infuriate me more than all the others combined.

The first of which is the bullshit lies he’s told over the years about 9/11. That he was there “removing rubble”. That he watched Muslims in NJ cheering when the buildings came down. That he was the one who predicted it. Take your pick of his bullshit, they’re all absolutely ridiculous. But as a woman who had moved out of the city not too long before 9/11, it hits me harder. As a woman who flirted with the handsome firemen I passed daily on my walk to work only to learn later that they had all died, it hits me harder.

For that piece of shit to lie about that day, after bragging about his own building on the VERY day the Towers fell… for me, it’s the most evil of all of his deceptions.

Followed very closely by this one:

That he “supports our troops.”

That he “loves our veterans.”

Bullshit.

And you know what I want to know, what I’ll never understand for as long as I live — how ANYONE can possibly say those things and believe them. Are they THAT far gone??

If I were to ask them — this is what I would say: