Bye-Bye MAGA. Bye-Bye Trump.

Want to know what I think about the January 6th Select Committee hearings? I’m getting bored. All well and good that some nice, young girl gets up there and says that Trump tried to choke his Secret Service driver because the guy wouldn’t take him up to the Capitol or that he threw a plate of food against the wall of the Oval Office dining room.

Big friggin’ deal. Orange Shithead wouldn’t surprise me no matter what he does.

When Alex Butterfield told the Watergate Select Committee about Nixon’s White House taping system, that was a big deal. Nobody knew about it, nobody expected it.

But it would be pretty hard to learn something new about Orange Shithead because his entire term in office was nothing but a reality TV show. The only time in four years that his ugly mug wasn’t on some TV news show or that stupid, raspy voice wasn’t blaring out of a telephone hook-up with one of his ass-kissing sycophants like Sean Hannity on Fox News, was the first day he was in the hospital with Covid, although for all we know that was faked too.

But the real reason the hearing is boring is not because I don’t need any more proof that when it came to planning January 6th, that Trump was completely and totally involved. The real reason I’m losing interest in the Select Committee is because to quote my dear, late friend Jimmy Breslin…