Sometimes, the geriatric dementia patient larping as President of the United States provides little moments of excruciating embarrassment but unintended hilarity.
Since we’re stuck with him for another however many long, LONG days – God willing, the world survives it – we have to take it with as good a humor as we can.
So, while news broke yesterday that the US had given the go-ahead to the Ukrainian sweater boy to use American missiles on targets inside Russia, people were naturally a little antsy about who exactly had said “okay” to this. Knowing the limits of POTATUS’ remaining four functioning brain cells, three of which are back to engaging in perpetual internal debate over different ice cream flavors now that Trump has won, it does beg the question.
It turns out that was a pretty legit inquiry because as Zelensky was getting the okay from somebody to…
