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This is really hard to admit, but I am obsessed with something. I cannot get it out of my mind. I think about it, rolling it over and over again, like a shiny stone, trying to fully comprehend its essence.
What is my little shiny obsession? It’s Trump. Playing golf.
I know WTF, right? It’s crazy, but everything that happens, every news snippet, every slight or injustice, every crazy political scheme, and I think about him playing golf. And it annoys the crap out of me. He orders bombings in Syria, in a room likely overlooking his golf course. He shakes the hands of foreign leaders with the tiny hands that will swing a club at a tiny ball a few short hours later. He’s likely quite distracted by the thought of hitting the course all the while discussing important issues like global…
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