Saturday, November 25, 2017

The Demise of Donald Trump

Different people have different views of when his star at last began to dim. I personally put it back to the day when I managed to break though security on prime time television and to confront the president in front of millions of viewers. Visibly shaken, Trump started to tremble. "Please don't hurt me", he whispered in front of Sarah  Suckerbee and shocked members of his inner circle. In a couple of minutes, Trump's coterie had arrived. But not before he had been revealed as a bully and a coward. The damage had already been done

In the coming months,Trump did his level best to erase the picture of his humiliation but there was no escaping the image of my punch to his solar plexus and of his paunch doubled up in pain.

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