The most appalling thing about Trump’s RNC speech was the idea that he had been saved from death by God. “God”, trust me, doesn’t give a damn who gets shot or speared or roasted in a brick oven, and had absolutely nothing to do with that bullet nicking Trump’s right ear…no moral or situational involvement in our petty little squabbles. Obviously just dumb luck.
I was also kind of appalled when Trump kissed the fire helmet of the murdered Corey Comperatore. Kissed the helmet, regarded the Comperatore mannequin with a tilted head, tapped the mannequin on the left shoulder….tap-tap, bye-bye.
