Broken Batman and Busted Robin

Broken Batman and Busted Robin

Sorry to sully the blog with this image, but the reason for it is that Trump looks SO tired in it it makes me feel good, and that's the main thing.

The man (loosely defined) has no idea what he is doing or how to do it and that would be tiring when it is your job to know everything and do everything.

His eye bags are puffy pouches of guilt for taking on a job that he is completely unequipped for and for hiring such a bunch of shit-bag old men to help, men who, if possible, are even less equipped than he is, because being yes-men, they are literally the very last sort of men Trump needs.

Old yes-men out, new 'no-women' (women who say no to Trump) of all ages in, that's the message for politics in the US and in all countries today I say - Cat Woman for President! - and that's what Trump's election and shady appointments are making clearer than any feminist campaign ever could have done.

So thank you, Broken Batman. You and your little Busted Robin side-kick up to your necks in Russian shit, have done us a favour. The bat-mobile can't save you now!