Tuesday, September 13, 2022

Tonight At The Improv

Let’s go to the tape! Oh, I’m sorry. I’m being told there is no tape. We don’t, of course, but it underscores the fact Lindell is a fabulist. Or a liar. Or just a man who can’t tell truth from fiction.

But we have reached the point where Trump is no longer entertaining. He’s just sad. His weekend flight to his Virginia golf course was conducted almost secretly. He only broke his silence to inject himself into the story of the death of Ken Starr.  Suddenly he’s judicious about the attention. The show is closing out of town.

His drama has become tragedy has become farce. It’s all down to how much of this is just bad improv.
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