Alec Baldwin: SNL won’t stop mocking Donald Trump until he releases his taxes.
Well, well, Mr. Apple Martinis and oranges…who knew seducing your 23 year-old yoga instructor gave one such profound insights into the twisted nature of public domain, or more aptly, ‘class’ warfare. I didn’t realize it was a Constitutional requirement for a candidate to release his legally filed and paid taxes to those millionaire celebrities that support a racist, anti-American President who nearly doubled the national debt, who’s administration spent more per illegal immigrant/refugee than on the average social security recipient or veteran, whose operatives shielded the Clinton “charity scam” Foundation from prosecution, and who shamelessly gave billions in aid to known terrorist regimes; including those Islamic nations responsible for cultivating jihadists guilty of committing mass murder on American soil. No, my jaded diva and smug sycophant, I’m of the belief unwavering Donald Trump doesn’t owe your crying cronies a damn thing except a blunt reminder that Barack Hussein Obama owes the American People an explanation, an apology, a refund made out to “karma” and his rightful place at a not so safe space in a federal penitentiary. Despite your feeble attempts at righteous humor, who knew accountability, irony, could be so truly entertaining without even really trying to be so desperately relevant? I hear legitimately losing a national democratic election is known to trigger the lesser, more juvenile mind; or better yet, put a spoiled spotlight on one’s fading career and revoked White House privileges. Never fear, Alec…if you’re dead set on dining with global corruption and partisan perversion, I hear Podesta’s favorite pizza joint delivers for the nominal gratuity of a Saudi King’s ransom. Just don’t don’t forget to sign the “freedom from Christian guilt” waiver and always tip the customs agent! Those children, err finger paintings, aren’t kosher for public consumption. I am not sorry to report, however, “The Donald” will not be in attendence at your next “SNL Liberal Arts Mixer”. He has a neglected country to run and a festering swamp to drain. Unlike the lobbyist Orgy Island of Washington and the morally bankrupt hypocrisy of Hollywood, his hands are untied, his ratings up and his ledger is in the black. Even a washed-up comedy sketch artist whose job was outsourced to a steet mime in Mexico could drink to that Netflix encore of thespian justice!