I like MOAB better as Moab, Utah. I got one the best coffees I’ve ever had in my life there. And that’s saying a lot, because I’ve imbibed a lot of coffee and still do. Be that as it may, I see Trump is doing the supreme act of America Firsting and dropped the biggest non-nuclear bomb in the world. The one called “MOAB”: Massive Ordnance Air Burst.
I wonder what the price tag was on this bloated example of American military theatrics. They probably accomplished the equivalent of what it takes ISIS about $69.85 to accomplish (or, about $35.74 when they clip double coupons and shop wisely.) Gosh, I bet the entire world was impressed. Or, more likely, notice this was not the Mother Of All Bombs but the Mother Of All Distractions.
Gee, wasn’t this what Bill Clinton did when he was in the hotseat with an investigation? Bomb Afghanistan? They ought to name this bombing mission Operation Fig Leaf. Huh. What a joke. This president couldn’t be more obvious that he’s scared blipless. First Syria, now MOAB. I wonder who else will get nailed in Operation Sideshow? If Trump was playing poker, his opponent would see right through this and Trump wouldn’t come away from the table with a penny left to his name. “Hmmmm…betting heavy and bragging. Drew as many cards as he could, too. He ain’t even got a pair of deuces in that mess.” A pair of airstrikes won’t beat a full House investigation, either.
2:48 pm on April 15, 2017
