Aug. 30th, 2017

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While Texans were fleeing, losing their homes, workplaces and lives, Trump "actually suggested that he’d timed the announcement of his pardon of Joe Arpaio to coincide with the storm’s arrival" because he figured more people were watching the news than normally would be on a Friday night.

Which proves nothing trumps Trump's race card - not even members of his own constituency drowning, flooding out and dying while he merrily, quite contentedly plays, pleased as punch not just with his own timing, but also with the wholly repugnant nature of his announcement.

“In the middle of a hurricane, even though it was a Friday evening, I assumed the ratings would be far higher than they would be normally,” he said. Thousands of Texans were losing their homes. Some had died. And Trump, per usual, was measuring his audience.


“Historic.” “Biggest ever.” “Epic.” That was Trump on Harvey.

“Historic.” “Massive.” “The likes of which the world has never seen.” That was Trump on his election victory.

The next day he held a (likely paid) rally at the storm site, same as the (likely paid) rally he held to announce his cursed run for office. There, he had choice words for the newly flooded, injured, homeless, jobless and mourning-the-dead voters awaiting him with the adoration bordering on near-rapture we've come to expect:

"What a crowd! What a turnout!"

In other words, maybe God's played a little joke on us.

See, it was simply time for Trump to hold another rally, but God's Anointed Orange just couldn't figure out where, so this time He chose the venue for him - but only after completely destroying it to ensure the maximum amount of TV coverage.

See, it all makes sense now!

Texas, you have my sympathies.