When Only One Flavor Is Available, Even MAGAts Will Eat Less Ice Cream
I'm guessing Karoline has older siblings named Kody and Kris. That's a thing.

It started a couple of weeks ago, when Karoline Leavitt, whose name, even spelled with a K, isn’t quite as adorable as Kayleigh (as in Ms. McNincompoop (which I may be misspelling)), Donald G. Trump’s earlier press secretary — the one who promised not to lie to the press corps, and then did little but lie to the press corps — announced that the Associated Press would be barred from presidential events because they refused to honor President Trump’s whim that the Gulf of Mexico be referred to as the Gulf of America.
(What a guy! What a seven-year-old! There’s an immigration problem? I know! Let’s build a great big wall! Throw some table scraps to those dimwitted enough to perceive me as patriotic? I know! We’ll change the name of the Gulf of Mexico, and threaten to annex Canada as the 51state!)
I had suggested, to butter up the Danes and Panamanians before “we” seize Greenland and the Panama Canal, that we call it the Gulf of Denmark and Panama, but does anyone ever listen to me?
More recently, unsweet Karoline proclaimed that President Donald G. Trump has decided that the White House Correspondents’ Association will no longer get to designate which among them get to ask President Donald G. Trump questions at press conferences. “Today,” she intoned with a straight face, “I am proud to announce that we are giving the power back to the people.” By which she meant that reporters who in the past have hurt President Donald G. Trump’s little pantsload’s feelings, or may try to embarrass him in the future, will henceforth be muzzled.
Sort of like in Russia, the country ruled by President Donald G. Trump’s shift supervisor.
It seems to me that the press ought to try, instead of a little tenderness, a little solidarity, and say, “The WHCA keeps designating those allowed to ask questions, toots, or we all walk.”
The obvious problem being that Fox, Breitbart News, NewsMax, and WorldNetDaily are sure to refuse to join the walkout, and there will be only flattering coverage of the lazy, incompetent, infantile, petty, delusional, corrupt, heartless, moronic rapist traitor’s disastrous occupancy of what, with him in it, can be described only as the Awful Office.
Which will be just peachy with President Donald G. Trump until the moment he notices that, with only one flavor available, people are eating less ice cream.
The author Michael Wolff, whom I have never met, and from whom I am receiving no honorarium for this paragraph, has suggested that the lazy, incompetent, infantile, petty, delusional, corrupt, heartless, moronic rapist traitor thrives on conflict for the simple reason that it’s good for ratings. If all anyone reads or hears about President Donald G. Trump is that he’s doing an awesome job, a fair hunk of his audience is sure to start tuning out. Even the intellectually differently abled are capable of boredom.
A fun on project for the week. Cease referring to the present press secretary as Karoline Leavitt and her boss as President Donald J. Trump. Refer to them instead as Fascist Barbie and Fucko the Klown, respectively, if not respectfully. At the very least, get his middle initial wrong, as in Donald G. Trump, secure in the knowledge that widespread mis-middle-initialing will infuriate him. Encourage others to do the same.
It’s juvenile, sure…but fun! Maybe he’ll have a fatal heart attack.
I'd suggest 'off with her head' but it would just be messy. Tomorrow will be another fun-packed day and I'm up well past any logical bedtime. Long live Mystery Science Theater 3K :D