Falling Down

Back in the 70s and 80s, Trump inherited something like $415 million - a few hundred from his dad, and a coupla more hundred that he stole from his brother. If he'd parked it all in a plain vanilla investment account, and paid himself $300,000 a month, by the time he decided to run for president, he would've had almost $3 billion.

All he had to do was coast and enjoy life among the idle rich. But he couldn't. He had to fuck with it.

Then he slimes his way into the White House, inheriting an economy that Obama and the Dems put back together after the crash in 2008, and all he had to do was ride it. But he couldn't. He had to fuck with it.

He leaves us with the worst double-barrelled disaster that anybody could remember.

He's out for four years while Biden and the Dems fixed it all up pretty well, and comes back to an economy that's rebounded - and all he has to do is not fuck it up.

But of course, he couldn't not fuck it up, because fucking it all up is the only thing that son of a bitch knows how to do.