A Partipation Trophy for a Remedial, Fucked-Up President

God, he’s such a fluorescent freak…The trainwreck that is Traitor Trump’s presidency is a difficult one not to watch. It’s like driving by an accident on the highway.You don’t want to look, but you just GOTTA look.Then you’re sad that you did. Because it’s an ugly scene. Disgusting. Reprehensible. And it just keeps happening daily. There seems to be no end to everything that makes people with common sense and decency roll their eyes.In today’s podcast episode, I talk about Dipshitticus Smallpeniscus receiving a fake, made-up peace prize from the governing body of FIFA, the world soccer organization. I can’t believe how much they cater to the Toddler-in-Chief. And look at him smile, like a piggy in shit. Gross. I’m over it. The Grim Reaper is severely late to the party that will be Trump’s funeral. I wish he’d hurry up and just get to it, already. That’s all we really want for Christmas.Perhaps he’s stuck in traffic on the highway, with everyone slowing down to look at another accident.If you enjoy my daily podcast, I’d love to have your support. It’s less than $5 monthly to support independent journalism, and I’d be honored to have you join our Mouthy Militia! Get full access to You Have the Right to Remain Mouthy at themouthyrenegadewriter.substack.com/subscribe