Local Man Says He Knows Which Way the Wind Is Blowing

"Come all ye Trumpniks and listen to me,

Blow, blow, blow the wall down."

Adventures in Aestheticism #234

"The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest 

the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it

 cometh, and whither it goeth."

Like Don Quixote, Trump enjoyed tilting at windmills, 

"which, frankly, aren’t working too well," he said.

Some say windbags, like windmills, 

cause cancer.

And when Grassley uses the word, 'idiotic',

he means, 'even crazier than I am'.

"If you have a windmill anywhere near your house, 

congratulations, your house just went down 75 per cent

 in value.  And they say the noise causes cancer. You tell

 me that one, okay? Rerrrr rerrrr!"

First came Hurricane Maria. Then came Trump the

Blowhard to knock down what was left standing.

New White House Wind Machine

"When you hear Rick Santorum say the Son is not reliable, 

do not believe him."

For Trump, we need the equivalent of the National Weather 

Service, so that we can tell which direction his political wind 

will be blowing on any given day.

Think of Wisconsin as a wind farm where the prevailing 

wind is blowing out of David Koch's ass.

Think of Congress as a wind farm where the
prevailing wind is blowing out of the Very Big
Corporation's ass. Now do you ¿comprende?

"Down in the valley, the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow."