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The Man who would be King

Donald Trump is an embarrassment.

I understand that quite a lot of people are angry at politicians, at their own lot in life, at the prospects for their kids, at the price of health care, at Hillary Clinton for being a Clinton and a woman, at Barack Obama for being a decent human being, and at having to pick up after the dog, and that they wanted big changes, but Donald Trump is shameless and shameful.

"Morning Joe" is a TV news program.  Morning Joe himself is a Republican whose criticism of Mr. Trump rankles the President.  Joe Scarborough's partner on the show is Mika Brzezinski, and she does not pretend to be happy about Mr. Trump, either.

Donald "Twitter" Trump, twittering, referred to them as "low I.Q. Crazy Mika, along with Psycho Joe".  More, he said that Ms. Brzezinski "was bleeding badly from a face lift".

That is our President.  That is the man whom our kids and grandkids are going to remember as President of the United States.  He has made a laughing stock of us to almost every civilized nation in the world.  It has been reported that only Israel and Jordan have positive responses to Mr. Trump.  Perhaps Russia, too (that has been suggested).

Completely aside from what appears to be Mr. Trump's obsession with dismantling everything he can of Obama's legacy, of the shambles he has created for his own administration, and of the disasters he is pushing through Congress, he is an embarrassment as a human being.

Decency!  That is the word that has been eluding me.  He is indecent.

The man would be king, but instead the Electoral College made him President.

There is nothing presidential about him.  

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