Sign of the times

Would somebody for Sanity's sake teach DJT how to tell a joke? Or have him hold up poster board with "That's a Joke!" written on it?

Not that his cortisol-soaked brain can handle learning anymore.

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Chugging my way through Chernow's "Washington" tome, I encountered the Washington  family crest: a griffin poised above a crown, set above an ornamental shield with three stars.

Emblazoned with the Latin motto:

Exitus Acta Probat.

The outcome justifies the deed.

First time ever, I'm so glad DJT doesn't read. Shhhhh ... nobody tell him General Georgie's British kinfolk said the end justifies the means.

Plus, the crest needs hippos and an owl.

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Everybody should knock off obsessing over DJT's inability to handle ramps or stairs. First, that damn ramp should have had a railing.

Second, he's so vain he won't wear his glasses. He can't see his feet, can't see steps. Watching him walk down Air Force One's stairs is hilarious and frightening, all at once.

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