In the open-ended list of nasty smells, the first one is mice shit. This is at the top, doesn’t smell too bad, but it ain’t roses either.
Going down the list from the top, things start getting worse…
At 5 there’s dog shit on the sole of your shoe…
At 37 there’s Donald Trump…
And somewhere in between the last two is Piers Morgan.
Morgan used to be a journalist, but now he’s become nothing short of the Daily Mails go-to superstar who intervenes trying to give some credibility to the worthless junk pedaled by the Mail. Doesn’t really work – most people who understand verbs can shoot holes in pretty much all of the rubbish he writes, but it can be mildly entertaining – emphasis on the « mildly »
He’s been busy slagging off the Donald recently – a thankless affair as despite all the criticisms, fact-checking etc. the man just won’t go away. But it does provide a relief from stories about Kim and her enormous arse, or Madonna and her saggy tits. But it smells.
This man has been photographed interviewing Trump, shaking hands with Trump, God knows what else with Trump…and I can’t help thinking it’s just another way for the Donald to get his name in print…
It’s fairly clear after the last 3 years or so, that’s all he’s really in this for, sadly.
« F**k the US, what’s in it for me » says Donald/Piers etc.