There once was a socialite keen, Who didn’t know Jeffrey Epstein — Just parties, you see, In old NYC, Where circles overlap in between. No friendship, no ties to that crew, No Maxwell intrigue to construe — Just emails polite, Two hips passing at night, No scandalous gossip or clue. Met Donald at fêtes here and there, Ghislaine at some gala affairs — No island, no flight, No role in that plight, No knowledge of rapes in the air. So rumours and images fake, Are tales you’d be

David Sherman   Couldn’t agree more with the greatest president in U.S. history. There’s no reason the U.S. government should be paying for “crap” like childcare or healthcare. The American government pays for bombs and other groovy stuff like Trump ships, missiles and bunker busters. Gotta love that name. Big beautiful bombs that’ll blow you to dust no matter how deep you dig yourself in. Yes, the United States obliterates. Careers, people, countries. Obliterate, obliterate.

How great I am, and what a great job I’ve done, and what a phenomenal job I’ve done. — Donald J. Trump, April 1, 2026 I was born and have ever remaind (sic) in the most humble walks of life. — Abraham Lincoln Tooting one’s own horn used to be seen as a vice. Anyone who boasted about their accomplishments, possessions or self-styled superiority was viewed, at the very least, as annoying and probably untrustworthy. We have the idioms and expressions to prove it. So-and-so is