President Trump Wins a Prize!
And he SO deserves it!
The notorious political prankster Roger Stone (no relation to Roger Waters of Pink Floyd) may be a key enabler of Donald Trump — mashed potatoes be upon his head — but he’s nobody’s ideologue. When the Refugio Sanchez of the Democratic National Committee phoned him the first week in March for help with a prank, Stone didn’t hang up, but put his feet up on his desk and asked how much the Committee was thinking of spending. They agreed on a price, and Stone got immediately got to work, booking the Grand Ballroom of DC’s ultra-elegant Waldorf Astoria for a gala ceremony on April 9th at which the president will be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize for having not quite ended the war in Ukraine his first day in office, as promised, but can we not just give this good, good man a chance every once in a while?
Was Rome built in a day, you TDS suffererers, you woketards and DEI-atollas? Was Mar-a-Lago?
Having booked the venue, Stone got on the phone to an assistant to the chief assistant of the president’s female chief of staff, Susie Wiles, to advise her that the Norwegian Nobel Committee had just named Mr. Trump the winner of this year’s Nobel Peace Prize, except when he said it, he pronounced Nobel as though its second syllable was stressed, and preceded by an almost inaudibly voiced first syllable — “ig”. Of course, the under-assistant Stone spoke to had no way of knowing he was spelling “peace” P-I-E-C-E.
No matter. Susie Wiles’ top assistant herself confirmed by email the president’s delight and intention to attend the presentation within two hours of Stone’s phone call.
The problem being that the receptionist at Roger’s favorite tanning salon had noticed the suspicious tattoo on Roger’s back, and denounced him to an Immigration and Customs Enforcement agent she knew from high school. The agent believed that the tattoo expressed Roger’s endorsement of Venezuela’s dread Tren de Aragua gang, rather than of former president Richard Nixon, and got Roger deported to El Salvador.
On his big night at the Waldorf Asstoria, will President Trump, who has much on his mind (and not much of a mind for it to be on) notice what he’s actually been awarded?
The Beautiful Poetry of President Trump
You Trump-deranged libtards and woketards and DEI-atollas just won’t give him a chance, will you? He works slavishly to re-greaten our country, and what do you do? You mock and revile him at every turn, even when, as here, he takes a short break from his efforts to protect and enrich all of us, regardless of skin color or faith, to compose a poem of rem…