Tomorrow at noon, the presidency of Donald J Trump ends with a final ironic demonstration.
The nation's capital city is an armed camp, filled with tens of thousands of National Guard troops with orders to kill anyone who tries to interfere with the peaceful transfer of power.
That is 9 kinds of fucked up. And it's not likely to get much better. Trump will be out, and if we're a little lucky, he'll be tied in knots defending himself from the hundreds of lawsuits and criminal charges he's spent his whole miserable fucking life skating away from.
But even though some of the shit might fade into the background for a while, we'll still have plutocratic assholes trying to shit-can our democracy. They came too close to knocking us off - they'll probably pull back, consolidate, and regroup for the next assault.
The big ambition of small men always leads them to pursue their dreams of building their little fiefdoms so they can pretend at being emperors.
Because whether for good or ill, "The Greater Fool" is a double-edged sword.
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