Dear Diary, it's me Donald

Elon and a bunch of his types were the kids that threw a tantrum when they don’t understand something. They don’t understand the government or how it works so it must be bad. My generation didn’t do that. If we didn’t understand something we kept our goddamn traps shut and waited for someone else to start asking questions. Only dweebs did and we beat the crap out of them. These techno-bros just want to smash everything they don’t understand and are too lazy to understand.

I want to shut things down and break them but it’s because I understand. I understand these really sick and bad people went through my underwear drawer at Mar A Lago. Of course I want someone that will put the FBI down.

But Elon doesn’t get it. This guy was raised to believe he’s the smartest guy in the room. I’ve spent time with him. A lot of time. Like a lot a lot. I’m like, hey Elon, thanks for the money but can you get out of my ass? So him and his techno boners and losers tell me that he’s going to tweet down the government. I’m like, great. Let’s do it. So we do and then nothing. We looked like idiots. And we looked like idiots because that dumb fucking immigrant doesn’t understand how things work.

I offered to make Jared ambassador to Yemen. He turned me down. Asshole.