The Little Hands Man remains an orange-tinged Chicken Little. Sans the intellect or vocabulary.
When will we learn how to decipher a 19th century Snake Oil Salesman and feather his greasy locks as we send him packing? The tar is simply refined to a clear oil as it bedraggles his greasy locks.
Please, please, please, Wake Up America.
Every demagogic dictator has begun in the same manner as he is now patterning!!! It is not funny any longer..
The storm clouds are gathering, folks. Remember that a flock of starlings was once referred to as 'A Murder of Crows" in the collective. The groups showed up at the battlefield after the battle to pick over the death and bodies. This idiot would lead us to that end. Never forget.