Dumbacrats!

OMG! Genius! Dictator Don just coined a new term for dumbass Democrats: Dumbacrats! Why didn’t I think of this? I’ve been saying dumbass Democrats for years. How did I miss this obvious portmanteau? I hate Dictator Don with the heat of a thousand white-hot suns, yet the man-baby has the uncanny gift to hit his opponents with pithy nicknames. Sure, it amounts to name-calling, which many agree is beneath the dignity of the office of the Presidency. Yet, apparently, it’s never been a deal breaker with voters, so why on Earth are Dumbacrats afraid to get in the mud with the rest of the RepubliKKKlans? Clearly, this sh*t-for-brains country doesn’t care about decorum. They love the mud-slinging despite what the man on the street tells pollsters or the intrepid reporter. The Don! long ago understood the common voter: a mindless man more agitated by what he doesn’t have compared to his neighbors, seeking only to stick it to his perceived enemies rather than working to improve his own situation. And name-calling is the base, simplest method for Dictator Don to communicate his “empathy” for and commiseration with said forgotten man. In short, the downtrodden think The Don! is in their corner because he speaks like them. It’s not that difficult. Dumbcrats need to get on the same page. But they won’t. That’s always the problem with Dumbocrats: They think the average voter is a thinking, deliberative being. They! Are! Not! They vote with their gut and feelings! Nothing more, nothing less. Welcome to stupid America!