people write of Drumpfs credibility gap  not only inside America but without(if hes afraid to go to Chicago  he ought to try and imagine his critical reception in Berlin)

I however prefer to wriote of the credible gap in his head 

                                         bubble brain comes to mind(mine  not his)  his vacuous unthinking pronouncements(I think he sits to pee because hes not sure which hes going to do)   

and as the Head of State he exhibits an utter detachment from the People  particularly those who he cited in his New Year tweet “Happy New Year to all, including to my many enemies and those who have fought me and lost so badly they just don’t know what to do. Love!”

he(I cant call him a man) is unmoored  untethered   immoral    a liar(thats what you call someone who lies)

    

0902,  Twosday  Happy Valentines Day,  14  2. 17                                                                      

1435 days or fewer remain

https://www.bloomberg.com/view/articles/2017-02-12/the-president-s-credibility-gap-is-also-the-nation-s

“I dont remember” is horseshit

                      that National Security advisor Michael Flynn would try to play in the same horse apples as AG Gonzales played in under Bushwhacker when he was challenged regarding his extraordinary (non)meeting and the firing of eight US attorneys while attempting to either elicit  or create and enforce a Loyalty Pledge by those Attorneys to the President of the United States 

the Law pledges no fealty to a President

                             there is the Law  the Constitution    nothing more

perhaps Michael Flynns better angel will present itself and set the tortured dubious record straight

1517,  Twosday,  Valentine’s Day,  14  2. 17

Ohboy  https://twitter.com/TODAYshow/status/831477092923478016

AG Gonzales  http://www.cnn.com/2007/POLITICS/03/14/fired.attorneys/index.html?eref=yahoo

Hopeless

usually when he sent the last text he waited until she responded  a tit for tat thing he had developed

but he set that aside this evening when he looked out the window at the sun setting  the sky streaked and etched red rose and mauve

--  Aw, babe, the sunset is fucking gorgeous.  We ought to be sipping a beer together and watching it. (1755 hrs)

--  And as I write this bigfoot is toying with a gopher. (1756)

--  Queer to want to interrupt this circle of Life. (1757)

--  Suppose I wouldn’t interrupt cannibals from eating a skull bowl of fresh brains. (1758)

--  Shit.  This is what hopelessness looks like. (1759)

--  As I was coming inside bigfoot ran under the porch.  I thought he took the gopher with him.  Nope. (1809)

she texted  oh no poor little guy! (1813)

and  is he hurt?

--  Doesn’t seem to be, pretty docile, just rolled up into my hand, he’s/she’s grooming.  Put mushroom down, ginger root, a frozen green bean . . . shredded a paper towel. (1816)

--  indie’s nose is going 3-40. (1820)

she texted  just let it loose in the house? (1828)

--  No . . . in a cardboard box . . . indie, on my lap, is very aware and very entertained.  I’ll let Hopeless go tomorrow, I suppose. (1832)

--  hopeless seems hopeful then.  she texted (1935)

--  You’re quick – I was just musing on that. (1936)

Valentine’s Day (0803) he texted  Good morning.  Pretty day.

--  Hopeless passed away (0805)

1006,  Twosday, Valentine’s Day,  14  2. 17