The Death of Democracy: Murdered by Trump, Moscow Mitch, Walt Street Schumer and Diva Nancy Pelosi

With what formerly were known as Republicans hiding in Congressional cloak rooms or Fox green rooms, or out for pre-TV appearance drinks at cigar bars with Rudy, Trump finalized his full usurpation of the American democracy in 2019.

A satirical tragedy 

Trump bonked an unnamed porn star in celebration of the Trumpicans handing Trump and his tyrannical friends Putin, MBS and RocketMan, the keys to America.

As of 12:00 EST, the United States of America has been rebranded as Trump. The defunct Republican Party is only to be called Trumpicans. Any use of the former nomenclature will land the user in Riker's Island for life, or until Epstein-day. Whichever comes first.

King-like, Trump will heretofore only allow himself to be spoken of in the third-person. New VAT tax of 6.66% will be paid for anything from this day forth, to King Trump. The word 'emoluments' has been deleted from the internet.


Supreme Court

Trump owns a majority of "Yes Sir" Trumpican judges on the Supreme Court, as John Roberts cannot be coaxed from admiring the visage in his "Mirror Mirror" routine to enforce the rules and laws. Low singing of "I feel clever, oh so clever..." based on the West Side Story song "I feel pretty" are rumored heard in his office.

Sex assaults are legalized, past, present and future.


Department of Justice

Trump owns the DOJ under AG B.J. Barr, or as some have queried: Blow Job Barr. Does anything for his lord and god, Trump. How much more will the 6.66% VAT add to BJ Barr cocktail party?


The Pentagon sheep like Joseph Macguire apparently have chosen to follow the WH orders to protect Trump, rather than to protect the law protecting whistleblowers.


Lady Macbeth Nancy Pelosi firmly squeezes the life out of the wail for impeachment with her well-shod stilettos. Clearly she is more interested in being in the majority than using the majority.  Many of her senior leadership coterie are alleged to be hiding in the White House Press Office, where no one will find them.

The Cries from the People

Having had the Democrat Party urge the little people to vote in 2018, the little people are aghast and in mourning to this rape and assault on American Democracy.

Death of America

The final nail to murder American came, like 9/11, on a sunny fall day ,when Congress shrugged off the Trump statement that he has unlimited privilege to not be investigated, to not have any one he's ever seen or spoken to investigated. To be above the law, and to be the law. What Trump says, Trump gets.

Even Barron Trump is slumping to not anger King Trump.

The N.R.A. are alleged to be ready to supply weaponry for Trump to shoot anyone on 5th Avenue. Having already allowed mass murderers for years, who will care?

The End of Democracy, R.I.P. 2019

Written in satire, on the day that satire died.

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