Sarah Palin endorsed Donald Fucking Trump tonight.
During the course of the ramble, she mentioned the 'squirmishing' among the various factions in the middle east.
Note: I want to thank Lawrence O'Donnell of MSNBC, both for playing the clip of Palin and confirming that I had indeed heard her say 'squirmish'. I imagine there's some sqirmishing going on in the GOP right now.
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Monday, January 18, 2016
I Am Not Shitting You
Today, the British parliment debated whether to ban Donald Fucking Trump from entering the country.
Monday, January 4, 2016
Not So Super
"I have, like, this incredible vocabulary."
Donald Trump, December 21, 2015
"Fershur. Totally."
Your Blogger, just now
Update (A continuing tradition of rhetorical eloquence):
"Her statement changed bigly."
Donald Trump, March 29, 2016
It is, rightly, said, that there can be too much of even a good thing. It must also be said that there are, of course, a few things of which there never can be too much. Off the top of my head that includes: beer, redheads and chocolate. Although not necessarily in that order. But definitely in combination.... Yes.... Definitely in combination.
I digress. But, yeah, in combination....
Right, where was I? Oh yeah, too much of a good thing.
In oratory, as in writing, the impact of a superlative is directly inverse to its frequency of use. The more often a word is used the more commonplace and insipid it becomes.
Which brings us back to Trump.
Traditionally, there have existed two kinds of political speakers; the man of few words, and the great orator. For a man of few words, whatever he says, due to the laws of supply and demand, seems to have more substance. A great orator, on the other hand, can speak often, and at great length, if, like Winston Churchill, he can draw his thoughts and phrases from a deep well. Trump is neither of these. He speaks often, and at great length, but his supply comes from, at best, a stagnant puddle. He is a man of few words, repeated endlessly.
Herewith; a Trump lexicon:
Great, nasty, terrific, horrible, amazing, disaster, powerful, important, awful, tremendous, disgusting, incredible, terrible, and, of course, yuge.
Throw a handful of random nouns and verbs in with the above, stir well, and you have a pretty typical Trump paragraph. It might even make an interesting drinking game. With beer... and redheads.... Well, once again, I digress.
We must still see how the primaries shake everything out. But, as I said once before: schadenfreude.
Donald Trump, December 21, 2015
"Fershur. Totally."
Your Blogger, just now
Update (A continuing tradition of rhetorical eloquence):
"Her statement changed bigly."
Donald Trump, March 29, 2016
It is, rightly, said, that there can be too much of even a good thing. It must also be said that there are, of course, a few things of which there never can be too much. Off the top of my head that includes: beer, redheads and chocolate. Although not necessarily in that order. But definitely in combination.... Yes.... Definitely in combination.
I digress. But, yeah, in combination....
Right, where was I? Oh yeah, too much of a good thing.
In oratory, as in writing, the impact of a superlative is directly inverse to its frequency of use. The more often a word is used the more commonplace and insipid it becomes.
Which brings us back to Trump.
Traditionally, there have existed two kinds of political speakers; the man of few words, and the great orator. For a man of few words, whatever he says, due to the laws of supply and demand, seems to have more substance. A great orator, on the other hand, can speak often, and at great length, if, like Winston Churchill, he can draw his thoughts and phrases from a deep well. Trump is neither of these. He speaks often, and at great length, but his supply comes from, at best, a stagnant puddle. He is a man of few words, repeated endlessly.
Herewith; a Trump lexicon:
Great, nasty, terrific, horrible, amazing, disaster, powerful, important, awful, tremendous, disgusting, incredible, terrible, and, of course, yuge.
Throw a handful of random nouns and verbs in with the above, stir well, and you have a pretty typical Trump paragraph. It might even make an interesting drinking game. With beer... and redheads.... Well, once again, I digress.
We must still see how the primaries shake everything out. But, as I said once before: schadenfreude.
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