Well, that sure didn’t go like he expected it. Donald Trump returns a broken man from Mexico after Mexican President Enrique Pena Nieto told him that they won’t be giving him one damned nickel for his stupid wall.
Now, what? What’s he going to do? Invade Mexico? Not likely…
For all his bluster, and the better part of a year spent threatening the nation our friends to the south directly, it all blew up in his face like an exploding cigar. Remember all the times the wall got “10 feet higher” as Trump tried to punish Mexico like some kind of school marm? Yeah, about that……
And so ends The Great Wall of Trumpstania, before a single brick was laid.
Trump himself was less than his usual self as he gave remarks upon return from his trip of shame south of the border. Gone was the normal bombast and big talking, and what replaced it was a more metered, submissive, and almost apologetic tone that reminded one of a dog that got in trouble for taking a dump on the new throw rug in the living room.
So, now that Mexico has told Trump they won’t be paying him a damned thing for his wall-that-never-was, what will his next response be? The cost of a wall the way he describes is insane. How would he float a few hundred billion past congress?
It would be political suicide for Republicans because it wouldn’t accomplish a thing. Jobs wouldn’t suddenly return to our shores. Non-white people wouldn’t suddenly vanish. Drugs would be just as bad as ever, and the entire Democratic party would just sit back, pointing and laughing, and saying, “Told ya so!”
I want to hear his excuse. I really do. He swore he WOULD make Mexico pay for it, and if not there would be dire consequences for them. They just called his bluff. What’s he going to do? Send them Trump Vodka in retaliation?
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