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The Bitter Taste of Complete Failure

You can almost taste the bile rising in Trump McFartmaster's throat as his quick-fix deportation scheme crumbled. The salty tears of frustration as he realized that, yes, even presidents have to follow the law. The bitter flavor of defeat as Judge Boasberg reminded him that the administration could still deport Venezuelans—just through regular immigration channels, with proper hearings and evidence.

What a fucking concept.

This executive overreach feels like being force-fed rancid hamburger—the texture of raw authoritarianism, the smell of decaying constitutional norms, and the sound of Trumpy McDungface's indignant tweets echoing through the halls of what was once a functioning democracy.

Judge Boasberg's ruling reminds us that the system, though creaking under the weight of constant assault, still has a pulse. The t…