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Donald Trump. Donald Trump. The saturating satsuma, clammily pressing his screaming pores against everything in the world, nothing left untainted, nothing untouched, his hamburger fingertips staining it all, soiling every damn thing. He's the distillation of everything bad in the world, isn't he? He's a tasteless vulgarian, a thief and a liar, his value systems upside down. He's corrupt, he's illiterate, a rapist and a racist. It's possible he's a paedophile. Nothing he says is true, and he has the articulacy and poise of a four year old. He's destroyed discourse in America and coarsened it for the rest of the world. We have Farage doing a "Who Do You Do?" impression of him. He's thin skinned, monomaniacal, an advocate for new industries like cryptocurrency and A.I. which destroy culture, and for old ones like fossil fuels, which destroy everything else. You wouldn't want to share a lift with him, or a suite in a hotel, or a planet. Yo...
