Finally, Trump is getting close to justice

Dilligaf0220

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Always love Canadians that have to put their two penny's in (oh right, your country can't afford to have two cents any more)

I'll pick the geriatric white man that not only can form a sentence, but bring back $385Bil of manufacturing to the land of the free.

Along with the lowest African American unemployment rate, in history. Trump is history's greatest carpet bagger!

Why do you people hate black employment? Is it the liberal Jim Crow you were institutionalized with? We live today where I am working with the grandson of a sharecropper, working a 5-axis CNC machine tool, and HIS grandson is arrested for the 5th time jacking a Kia because of 'RACISM'.
 

P_Wop

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Fah Kiew Tu

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I'll pick the geriatric white man that not only can form a sentence, but bring back $385Bil of manufacturing to the land of the free.

Who would that be, then? Because it sure isn't Trump. Listening to his stream of consciousness drivel makes my ears bleed. He CAN'T speak in coherent sentences any more than he can write grammatically.

If you think what he says constitutes sentences, your education must have been even more lacking than I thought.

FKT
 

Dilligaf0220

Super Anarchist
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Who would that be, then? Because it sure isn't Trump. Listening to his stream of consciousness drivel makes my ears bleed. He CAN'T speak in coherent sentences any more than he can write grammatically.

If you think what he says constitutes sentences, your education must have been even more lacking than I thought.

FKT
I've had this week off, and I made the mistake of watching a tv survivalist show, Alone Australia. That took place on the West coast of Tasmania. I am now firmly convinced nobody in Australia has the capability of putting up a tarp as well as I could do when I was a 10yr-old. Nevermind the inability of the proper use of an axe in Tasmania.

Meanwhile:



vs

you can't find an unedited version of Biden's inauguration. He stumbled to the podium, and defaulted to congratulating his 'team'. Best I could find. While he recited the typical political boilerplate.

 
WHY I DISLIKE DONALD TRUMP – AN OPINION FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD

I’m a kiwi, born soon after the start of the hydrogen bomb age. I was raised in a time when my parent’s and grandparent’s memories of WW2 were still fresh, and I couldn’t help but be inculcated in how I viewed that war through their eyes. I was imbued with a sense of gratefulness towards the USA for helping end the war, and one could not help but notice the places around Wellington that my aunt and mother would point out where US Marines had stayed and trained, where they had all gone dancing, and the sometimes sad, sometimes happy memories they had of that tumultuous period in their young lives.

That sense of comradeship with the USA was reinforced for me several times throughout my life: the first was when my grandmother, sister to my great uncle Captain David McLeish, told me stories of how he was extremely impressed with the quality of work done by the local shipwrights in San Francisco on a sailing ship he took from the NZ to the states during the war (this was the barque Pamir, third voyage under the NZ ensign, famous in NZ and around the world for being the last large sailing ship to take a commercial cargo around Cape Horn, then lost in a hurricane in 1957 in the Atlantic). It was again reinforced years later when, in my late teens, I went aboard USS America (CV 66) when she visited Wellington in 1968 (I think it was). Myself and a friend went everywhere we could onboard (and into places we probably shouldn’t have), and again I was made to feel very welcome from all the sailors and aircrew I spoke to. I still have the US sailors cap given to me by Mr Carey, one of the many sailors she carried, plus an embroided cloth logo (don’t tread on me).

The third time was when I visited the states in 1980, when a friend and I drove from Vancouver to Fairbanks and almost back (as far as Terrace, where my ’68 Impala finally died). The Alaska highway was still gravel in those days, apart from the section in Alaska itself after entering from Beaver Creek, in the Yukon. Before arriving in Vancouver I had caught a greyhound from LA, via the coast and San Francisco (where I saw a guy stabbed outside the bus depot in the early hours), and felt welcomed at the many small towns we passed through on the way.

As much as I admire many things about the USA, especially the greatest gift to the world of popular music, I disagreed vehemently with the decision to invade Iraq. Even from my viewpoint half a world away, I thought it was based on bullshit intelligence (and I should add that although I’m a huge fan of the late Christopher Hitchens, I always considered him to be misguided in his view on the invasion and why it needed to be done).

As an aside, I can see how a sort of “groupthink” enters the heads of the military planners. This was brought home to me on hearing an interview on NZ public radio a long time ago with Paul Buchanan (an ex American intelligence and defense policy analyst and consultant to US government security agencies who moved to NZ years ago and married a kiwi girl) who made the point that it wasn’t until he got away from the swamp in Washington that he could see the larger world picture, and he changed his mind on many things as a result.

Which brings me to Trump. Being out of the “thick” of it, and never deliberately watching that fucker Carlson and his smarmy cohorts on Faux (not)news, I can’t even begin to imagine why so many Americans think he’s such a wonderful leader and upholder of American “values”. I think he’s a narcissistic bully with a huge mental deficiency, and to me he’s everything that I would struggle to associate with the USA. Perhaps I’m wrong, but I think there are many around the world who also view him as an opportunistic blowhard, a crook who proclaims he’s a victim when he's clearly not an ethical or honest person. Sometimes from far away, away from all the noise, bluster and obfuscation, we can see the wood despite the trees.
 
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