The incompetent, clueless Presidential Shitstain met with the titans of American cash-and-carry, who couldn’t wait to shake hands with their chief idiot and mentor. So proud of their accomplishments in the field of “medicine”, they tripped over their compadres to get to the microphone. Once in the limelight, they fondled it, adjusted it, and mumbled a few incomprehensible and meaningless words of encouragement that ended up covering the mic in spittle.

It was a great example of circus maximus, all to help drag the latest tin-pot, third-world country deeper into a cesspool of its own making. That the “titans” began or ended their embarrassing ass-kissing by proudly shaking the hand of one of the filthiest persons in the American banana republic said it all.