Of course, although the president's "shithole" remark lends itself to the ability of humor to invade almost anything, there is nonetheless the morbid reality of the danger which lurks behind.
When the president tweets at midnight, is he alone? Is he ever alone with an ability to reach the outside world? His appeal to his alleged beer-based base carries no weight in the world of sanity. We have a mad man at the helm of missiles. Is there any avenue for a presidential checkmate? Are his key advisers (of military heritage) prepared to physically intercede and interrupt a presidential whim to press the tempting big red button?
The most vexing problem facing our society is the danger incurred by a leader who refuses to not play with matches.
Oh you voters! Dost thou see what thou hast wrought?
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