Driving to Church, Listening to Their President on the Radio

The shell game is speeding up, with more shells added. A couple weeks ago a U.S. troop withdrawal from Syria and an ally (Kurds) abandoned to Turkish air strikes and artillery. Following that, escaping ISIS "detainees," a U.S. negotiated Turkish cease fire, then a (Russian?) gift to the current U.S. administration: a road map to Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi's whereabouts?

And now the U.S. president's Sunday morning announcement -- talking like a UFC fighter in advance of a title bout. Who among Americans feels better for his schadenfreude? Who feels worse for it?

Here is the latest in presidential pattern and recurrence:

"He died after running into a dead-end tunnel, whimpering and crying and screaming all the way."

 "The thug who tried so hard to intimidate others spent his last moments in utter fear, in total panic and dread, terrified ...

"And he died in a vicious and violent way, as a coward, running and crying."

"He died like a dog. He died like a coward."

"And what they've done with the internet through recruiting and everything -- and that's why he died like a dog, he died like a coward. He was whimpering, screaming and crying."

"He didn't die a hero. He died a coward: crying, whimpering, screaming and bringing three kids with him to die."

"And as I said, they brought body parts back with them, et cetera, et cetera. There wasn't much left. The vest blew up, but there are still substantial pieces that they brought back."

"But he was screaming, crying and whimpering. And he was scared out of his mind."

"He was an animal. And he was a gutless animal."