Well, if it’s Sunday, it must be President-elect _____ Twitter Meltdown Day, right? I mean, he usually goes after Saturday Night Live and Alec Baldwin but, alas, this week was a rerun, so what is the soon-to-be Tweeter-In-Chief—though I prefer Twit-In-Chief—to do?
He takes on the recounts happening around the country, spurred on by third party candidate Jill Stein. And he’s angry because How Dare She not accept the results and move on because we all know that Donald _____ would have gone quietly into that good night had the results been different, and by different I mean better.
Donald _____ would have encouraged mass protests and used all his minions, his special Hounds of Hell, even the Dumb Son, Eric, to battle against the idea that he lost; to rail about rigged elections. He would demand recounts! Hell, he’d pay for the recounts if he was guaranteed to be paid back for all his expenses.
But now it isn’t just Jill Stein asking for a recount in Wisconsin and possibly Michigan and Pennsylvania; nope, now the Clinton campaign has decided to join in the recount effort. And that’s where President-elect _____ has gone off the Twitter-Rails again:
To be clear: Donald _____ has lost the popular vote by well over 2 million votes—though that’s not enough to change to outcome ... let’s be real; and he won three traditionally blue states by the thinnest of margins. So, maybe questions are needed to be asked; maybe recounts are needed.
Though, again, sadly, I don’t think the outcome will change. But _____ is now whining about Hillary Clinton not accepting the results, even though she has yet to say a word about all of this; but _____ can’t take on Jill Stein because, well, Jill Stein, so he’ll go after Clinton ... who did accept the result ... who did concede the election ... something Big Ego Tiny Hands _____ never would have done.
I mean, had this gone the other way, the right way, can you not picture _____ and his band of miscreants all over the country whining and crying? The marches! The misspelled signage! The camouflage!
Oy. Seriously, Donald, just because some folks are questioning the results in a few places—and, again, I don’t think the outcome will change anything—can’t you step away from twitter and try, try, to focus on running this country? You’re looking like a fool whining over a few questions; you’re looking like an ass, when you say that millions of illegals voted and had they not you would have won the popular vote, too.
I mean, if that were true, you’d be first in line for a recount because, of all things you hate, being a loser is number one.
And, to paraphrase the immortal Bette Davis, to the slightly less immortal Joan Crawford, in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane:
“But y’are a loser, Donald, y’are a loser.”
By more than two million votes ... one of them mine.