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Trump's Wall (and the Key of Evil).

One thing we learnt from Donald Trump's announcement that he was declaring a National Emergency to fund his fear-mongering wall: his favourite note is Bb.


He hits the note eight times in the video clip accompanying the article above on the BBC News website (from 44 seconds onwards), and then another five times in the speech that immediately follows it, which the BBC sadly edited out; his keenness to aim for that particular black note makes a firm case for Bb to become the official Key of Evil; that or the Key of Total Ignorance.

Perhaps the thing that bugs me most about this puffy-faced giant satsuma of a man is the way he seems content to start every sentence with absolutely no idea where it's headed, preferring to just freestyle it and hope for the best. It's like he's unable to retain any information in that foolishly coiffed bonce of his, yet he doesn't see this as a setback; after all, the fewer statistics he can hold onto up there, the less he has to offer any support to his nonsense claims.

Put simply, it's a crime to be dipping so willfully into money put by for genuine humanitarian crises for such a childish, xenophobic cause from the King of Requiring No Evidence; who cares that migration experts refute his claims of a migration crisis on the Southern border? In Trump's vacuous, ignorant belljar of a head, belief's the only thing he needs to call something to be; when you're not tied to the need for strong evidence, anything's fair game. Personally, I'm going to petition my MP to remove Bb from the scale.

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