Everything he touches turns from lead to horse dung.

It can bear his stink, but now, journalism is now 200% more dead!

Lower ratings, lower circulation, and just plain propagandistic garbage. The propaganda is so bad that even I don’t get any pleasure out of tearing it to pieces. It’s like, “Duh, an empty narcissist wrote this copy about himself; and it’s all lies. I am sure he did not get enough love as a child.”

The man is literally the grossest thing in the world, and giving in to his narcissism was a big mistake.

The old saying, If you can’t beat them, join them, is not advisable if joining them means jumping into a toilet bowl.

If you can’t beat them, close the lid, put a big brick on it, and wisely run away.

Journalists who went along can rightfully feel like trash, but media owners who played along are just horse dung because the Anti-Midas touched them. Those paper crowns become a joke. I am not even Catholic, but the best news anchor around is Pope Leo.

If the president is happy with your coverage, you are propaganda. If he screams, you did journalism. The trick is do upset presidents on both the Left and Right. You can’t pick sides. Journalists never seem to learn the right lesson, and that’s how they got snookered by a low-intelligence grifter who could be brought down to size in seconds if the profession was functional.