During their terms of office Reagan, Bush 41 and Bush 43 infuriated me most of the time. I remained dry-eyed when Reagan passed, and I'm dry-eyed in the wake of Bush 41's death. I doubt I'll shed any tears for Bush 43 if he goes before I do.
However, Reagan and both Bushes, by all accounts, were (are) decent men, even if their policies belied their personal decency. I haven't celebrated (or, in Bush 43's case, won't celebrate) their departures from the world.
Don Trumpone is a moral cesspool and a black hole of narcissism. He harbors ugly prejudices and revels in sharing them with the world. He lies incessantly. Like every bully, he's also a coward. And he will never, ever take responsibility for any of his failures because he is too cowardly to face them.
If he had remained a private citizen I could have pitied him, for so flawed a man is pitiable. However, he became president. The job afforded his cruelty and greed and boundless ignorance too much scope to indulge themselves.
So when he dies, I won't just be dry-eyed, I will be jubilant. I will toast with my friends to a world no longer afflicted by a useless man-child.
Our domestic Dear Leader will make the nation happiest when he's dead and gone.
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