The horse has left the hospital. Repeat, the horse has left the hospital.

Peoples are like, "X, Y and Z happening and THIS is what the President is tweeting about?" As if the problem is the topic, not the fact that he's tweeting (and golfing) instead of governing.

The other night I had a dream that the Secret Service changed 45's codename from "Eagle 1" to "The Turkey" and agents began gobbling under their breath whenever he entered the room and then convincingly denying it whenever confronted and President Tiny Hands is not one to lose face, as you know, so he blustered around telling his hostages staff that Benjamin Franklin believed the turkey to be a courageous and respectable bird and thought it was much better than the carrion-eating eagle anyway, so really this wasn’t an insult at all, and while I woke up laughing at the idea of besuited and armed men in sunglasses heckling His High Unholy Orangeness, I also had to wonder if he actually has any idea who Benjamin Franklin was....

I might be joining in the push to wish suffering on the Donald if I thought that suffering would in any way improve his policies, his worldview, or his personality. It won't. Compassion is wasted on Trump, but so is contempt.