With the Jan. 6 hearings gradually transforming Donald Trump’s public reputation from hog slop to hog manure, one can imagine his rage is incandescent. So wouldn’t it be fun to ratchet that conniption up a few clicks? Whereas Trump was previously crapping quotidian bricks, the latest news from the mean, forbidding, totally-unfair-to-Trump universe is likely to burn through the bottom of his Underoos like lit white phosphorous.
To wit: Former President Barack Obama just received his first Emmy nomination.
Of course, Trump was twice nominated for Emmys in the late ‘70s for squeegeeing the armpit moisture out of Dan Haggerty’s spandex unitard on Battle of the Network Stars. (That’s how I remember it, anyway. It’s possible it was actually Charo.) But the show he was nominated for is actually less important than the fact that he lost—thereby making him a colossal loser. And you’ll be shocked to learn he claimed the Emmys had no credibility after repeatedly failing to win one.
In fact, you’ll likely remember this alarmingly prescient exchange between Hillary Clinton and Trump during their third presidential debate. After Clinton ticks off the numerous things Trump has claimed were “rigged” against him—including the Iowa caucus and Wisconsin primary—Trump betrays his bitter anger over never having received an Emmy, brusquely declaring, “Should have gotten it.”
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So what if former President Obama—whom Trump hates more than puppies and green leafy vegetables—wins the Emmy he was just nominated for?
Ooh, most of those nominees are Black—so Trump will likely go ballistic regardless. Fun!
So get your popcorn ready, folks! No, not for the Emmys themselves. Who watches that? But you will need a Costco pallet of Orville Redenbacher’s to sustain yourself throughout the duration of Trump’s fustian meltdown if Obama actually takes home the hardware.
And since Obama already has two Grammys, an Emmy win would put him well on the way to a coveted EGOT—whereas Trump is halfway toward sharing a Moscow studio apartment with an incontinent Igor.
Congratulations, Obama! Let’s hope you win—for your sake and ours.
Check out Aldous J. Pennyfarthing’s four-volume Trump-trashing compendium, including the finale, Goodbye, Asshat: 101 Farewell Letters to Donald Trump, at this link. Or, if you prefer a test drive, you can download the epilogue to Goodbye, Asshat for the low, low price of FREE.
To wit: Former President Barack Obama just received his first Emmy nomination.
Of course, Trump was twice nominated for Emmys in the late ‘70s for squeegeeing the armpit moisture out of Dan Haggerty’s spandex unitard on Battle of the Network Stars. (That’s how I remember it, anyway. It’s possible it was actually Charo.) But the show he was nominated for is actually less important than the fact that he lost—thereby making him a colossal loser. And you’ll be shocked to learn he claimed the Emmys had no credibility after repeatedly failing to win one.
In fact, you’ll likely remember this alarmingly prescient exchange between Hillary Clinton and Trump during their third presidential debate. After Clinton ticks off the numerous things Trump has claimed were “rigged” against him—including the Iowa caucus and Wisconsin primary—Trump betrays his bitter anger over never having received an Emmy, brusquely declaring, “Should have gotten it.”
YouTube Video
So what if former President Obama—whom Trump hates more than puppies and green leafy vegetables—wins the Emmy he was just nominated for?
Ooh, most of those nominees are Black—so Trump will likely go ballistic regardless. Fun!
So get your popcorn ready, folks! No, not for the Emmys themselves. Who watches that? But you will need a Costco pallet of Orville Redenbacher’s to sustain yourself throughout the duration of Trump’s fustian meltdown if Obama actually takes home the hardware.
And since Obama already has two Grammys, an Emmy win would put him well on the way to a coveted EGOT—whereas Trump is halfway toward sharing a Moscow studio apartment with an incontinent Igor.
Congratulations, Obama! Let’s hope you win—for your sake and ours.
Check out Aldous J. Pennyfarthing’s four-volume Trump-trashing compendium, including the finale, Goodbye, Asshat: 101 Farewell Letters to Donald Trump, at this link. Or, if you prefer a test drive, you can download the epilogue to Goodbye, Asshat for the low, low price of FREE.