Slip Sliding Away

By David Glenn Cox

The microbes win again! The little orange Fuehrer who couldn’t has confused Joe Biden with Barack Obama yet again, in a matter of hours. Obviously, Joe Biden is taller. Bringing a Virginia crowd to a stunned silence with an “oh my god, he did it again” moment. Like H. G. Wells, “War of the Worlds” the Martians seemed unstoppable in their machines. Bringing mass confusion to the masses, impervious to the best weapons of man and then… The microbes win again!

And as we slog through the eternal mud of Donald Trump, he also seems impervious sometimes to the best weapons of man. And then… Brain pudding! The microbes win again, with a fortuitous failing of the brain synapses. The phone is ringing, but there’s nobody at the switchboard to answer. Which proves conclusively, history has a sense of humor.

The most important result of your cognitive test is you were asked to take a cognitive test in the first place. It’s done as a process of elimination. Getting the big possibilities out of the way first. It doesn’t mean there’s nothing wrong, just not that but they had their suspicions. Bragging about your cognitive test results is a symptom of why they first suggested a cognitive test. It’s like bragging about passing the eye test at the D.M.V. “I aced it! Read the fourth line, he said. And I said, L, Q, P, S, T” without any hesitation at all.

“You know the nearer your destination the more you’re slip sliding away.”

The Michigan GOP is in open rebellion with itself. Arguing about how to spend the remaining $126.97 in the treasury and deciding on the future course of the Party. Trumpers vs. Anybody but. The but being, something little Nikki from South Carolina said. Which seems quietly important right now. Nikki said she was no longer bound by her pledge to support the GOP nominee come November. Because she said, it’s not the same RNC she had pledged to support. That’s the sound of a Republican Party about to tear itself apart, limp from limp.

A digging in of heels. Did somebody say independent run in a spoiler campaign? Draining off just enough support to make an already futile Trump campaign almost absurd. In most campaigns, the shortcomings of a candidate could be minimized and controlled. But with Wild Bill Donald that’s hardly possible. So, buckle your seat belts.

Trump says, I purposely mix up names. Or I names purposely up mix. Sure, sure, sure you do. Sometimes, I act like an idiot, but I’m only kidding around. Sometimes, I get upset when I can’t find the remote control or we run out of Ovaltine, but I’m only kidding. Throwing the Ketchup around the room, funny stuff huh? Pee Wee Herman’s famous “I meant to do that!”

Nikki wins her first meaningless Republican primary in Washington D.C. carrying 62% of the vote. Making her statement; “See, it is too possible!” D.C. Republicans renounce Donald Trump or as the old saying goes, “The home folks know you best.”

There is Truth and then there is truth. And the founders/partners with Donald Trump in his Truth social media site are suing Mr. Trump. I know, I was shocked too! My mother used to say, lay down with dogs and wake up with fleas, stealing fleas. The fleas, I mean Trump’s partners allege Trump kept selling more and more stock diluting their investment. Say it isn’t so Joe!

Suspicions of Donald Trump’s cognitive decline are now becoming manifest as Trump warns of foreigners bringing languages into this country. Strange tongues, I didn’t catch a word. No comprende.

Donald Trump told the crowd at CPAC (Conservative People Acting Crazy) “We have languages coming into our country. We don’t have one instructor in our entire nation that can speak that language,” When it comes to Donald Trump and language, it’s clearly a case of people living in a glass houses not throwing stones. Hamberder anyone?

Fortunately, for Trump, the simian simpletons simply don’t care if Trump mixes up names. I’m sure Jesus said, Paul sometimes when he meant to say Peter. The low IQ simpletons don’t care what he says. “Moo goo banana face. I made a boom, boom. Are you, my mommy?” Like Jimi Hendrix said, “It’s just a thing. Like the circus coming to town.” Like the Rocky Horror Picture Show with its audience participation. “Build the Wall! Build the wall!” and all your other xenophobic favorites. So put on your low-rent high finery and come play along…It’s free!

There is a war going on inside the Republican Party. It’s victims Kevin McCarthy, Mitch McConnell, Ronna McDaniel, and a host of others. Making Nikki’s statement all the more important. She won’t endorse Donald Trump now or ever, period. Nikki has placed her standard in the dirt and said, “No more.”

The extreme court gives an example to the youth of America that old people can still perform gymnastics. Blatantly partisan court rulings giving Trump all the delays which he asked for. The court is trying to help Trump but isn’t.  Time is no longer on Donald Trump’s side. Hamberders, get your fresh Hamberders!

Donald Trump called his own wife Mercedes. Okay, I’ll play gullible. Sure, it’s an honest mistake confusing Obama with Biden since they look so much alike. Possibly a new test question on a future cognitive test. Which photo is Barack Obama? (pick only one.)

Perhaps we’re seeing the beginning of the end. Impervious to the weapons of man but fouled upon the barbed wires of mortality. The silent revenge of all those cheeseburgers and Coca Colas conspiring to short out the synapses into brain pudding.

“Perhaps I am a man of exceptional moods. I do not know how far my experience is common. At times I suffer from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world about me; I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time,out of space, out of the stress and tragedy of it all. This feeling
was very strong upon me that night. Here was another side to my dream.” ― H.G. Wells