James and Willis wiped the smirk of malicious joy off Trump’s face and turned schadenfreude into an all you can eat smorgasbord. Like a big ole tom turkey perched on the carving platter at Thanksgiving, Trump is cooked and the carving has begun.
Rural America is my home. I serve diner, gourmet, seven course, and homecooked thoughts — but spare me chain food served on thoughtless trains of thought.