Trump’s Board of Peace drops full
Gaza recovery plan in favour of tiny pilot scheme
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Numb. 1386
Loose Id-Thoughts At Beddy-Bye Time
Trashing the dollar was always my plan.
Putin’s got U-kraine, I get Greenland.
Let Xi do what he likes with Taiwan.
BB’s THE MAN. Let’s bomb Iran.
More rubble to build casinos in Gaza.
Be nice to Kim. Or maybe bomb him.
The Gulf of America. Great state Toronto.
J.D. Vance is my very own Tonto.
Melanie’s old. Gild her with gold.
Cover the wrinkles with chocolate sprinkles.
Market declines. Biden’s not mine.
Raise one more tariff. Make Arpaio sheriff.
They say he’s senile, how would I know.
Canal in Panama. That’s where bananas are.
Defund universities. They do diversity.
Hello, TRUMPocracy.Good night, democracy.
Solve housing shortage
deporting millions.
Democ Rats cannot be citizens.
Voter ids must be signed by me.
Wish MTG looked like AOC.
Marjorie's just too butch for me.
Ignore Bernie Sanders.
Shout “Media Slanders!”
So much to do. So very busy.
Haven't time ever to grab a pussy.
Must, furthermore,
pose for Rushmore.
THEY call me monster.
THEY call me creep.
I got the cards.
Read ’em and weep.
So much in my head ...
And so to bed.
memo
To: YHWH
From: DJT
Okay. Here’s the deal.
I’m taking Gaza.
Stay the fuck outta my way.
Whudda you got?
War and disaster.
Four thousand years?
Crumbling like plaster.
I develop, I build.
You do destruction.
Maybe, YA THINK,
time for construction?
If you’re in vicinity
taking time off,
gimme a call,
we’ll shoot some golf.
Why can’t I move Gazans to Oklahoma
and give them their own reservation?
They’ve suffered war and they’ve endured trauma —
Oklahoma would seem a vacation.
I’ll set them up with war surplus huts.
On the res, build them gorgeous casinos.
All they gotta do is get offa their butts,
start walking in a westward direction.
Once they’re settled, learned English, converted
from perverted Mohammedan lifestyle,
they’ll become good Christian Republicans.
(Although, inshallah, that might take a while.)
US's Two Presidents
Elon has MORE money than Donnie,
therefore, it follows Elon is smarter.
Though, technically, Donnie is president,
it’s actually Elon who sets the agenda.
Elon, shy and autistic, does the hard work.
Donnie — louche, narcissistic. Both of 'em jerks.
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Geo Graf Fee/No a Count?
Does Donnie think the Suez Canal is located somewhere in Gaza?
What is his thing now with canals? “So why not Gaza? I owned The Plaza."
Or is he thinking, “Make Gaza my Middle East hub,
get backstage pass for Gaza Strip Club”?
When I buy a building that people live in
I prod them to move until they give in.
Or they can stay, take their chances with
the undesirables I fill vacancies with.
As legal owner, I must be unfettered,
allowed to knock down, rebuilding better.
Total win-win. I get, they give.
I build what I want, they get to live.
Give me the go-ahead, give me empty Gaza,
I'll build shabbat hotels that rival the Plaza.
Speaking of Auschwitz* ...
Why commemorate anything crappy
when you can profit, make people happy?
Let me demolish it, build a golf course.Real estate cannot be a source of remorse.
(He executes, smiling, the Elon salute.)
Donald J. Trump suggested in a radio interview on Monday that he had visited war-torn Gaza in the past, a place there is no record of him visiting. When asked to clarify, a campaign aide said that Gaza is “in Israel” and that Mr. Trump has visited Israel. — The New York Times
(sung to the tune of “On The Street Where You Live")
To Gaza I have been before.
Played the course.
I guess it was before the war.
I had loads of fun.
Eighteen holes-in-one.
Now they say my great mind’s like a sieve.
I can feel the breeze
in that Gaza town.
I recall I heard dogs bark
each time I played a round.
My golf ball soars
soon as I yell “Fore”.
Now they say my great mind’s like a sieve.
And their empowering feeling
just because they knew I was near.
The applause, the waving, the cheering
as I shift my golf cart to passing gear.
It is so unfair. It still bothers me.
The mem’ry of my trip is such a part of me.
Let the facts deny. It is not a lie.
Just that my great big mind's like a sieve.