Reach for the stars, there might be french fries there

Hmmm I don’t see that happening.

President Trump intends to offer an “aspirational” and “visionary” path for the nation at the State of the Union on Tuesday, White House aides said, even as his relations with lawmakers have soured over his threats to use executive power to bypass them.

Come on. The guy is about as visionary as a bucket of mud. “Aspirational” toward what? More money? More gold paint on everything? More piles of burgers in styrofoam boxes?

Trump can’t believably offer an “aspirational” and “visionary” path to anywhere when he doesn’t know what the words mean, and has no thoughts on the subject, and wouldn’t be able to express the thoughts if he did have them.

“Together we can break decades of political stalemate,” Trump plans to say, according to an excerpt of his prepared remarks offered by a senior administration official who spoke on the condition of anonymity. “We can bridge old divisions, heal old wounds, build new coalitions, forge new solutions and unlock the extraordinary promise of America’s future. The decision is ours to make.”

Who’s “we”? Some of us can, sure, but Trump is not one of that us. Trump is all about divisions and wounds; he loves them. Trump does his very best work when he’s intent on hurting people. That’s even an aspiration of sorts, for him – to insult and shame and wound as many people as deeply as he possibly can.

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