Washington: November 26, 2017
The President’s Thanksgiving break has been dominated not by the challenges of international relations or tax legislation, but by whether the President was to be a Time Person of the Year.
Trickle down …..💩
It had all seemed so different only two weeks ago. The sun had been shining. And in the Virginia paddock, and the New Jersey paddock, there had been blue cornflowers spreading along the fence lines. The red chickens that had wanted Pig Trump to be President still gathered around to hear him speak. But the crows said that there were many fewer than before. However, the White Barn was still a mess. Pig Trump had appointed Leatherneck Turtle and everyone…
Read More The audience that matters….
Washington: November 11, 2017 ✉️ Leaks from the White House have slowed in recent weeks. There has been little open fighting in the press between the President’s aides. Perhaps General Kelly really is bringing some organisation to the frat house 🍻chaos at the centre of the Government of the United States of America. Or perhaps when there are no plans or policies other than defunding the protection of the environment, defending the gun lobby and neglecting America’s diplomats, there is…
Read More Raining ☔️ on the parade…
Washington: November 9, 2017 ✉️ The liberal press today celebrated the beginning of the end of the Trump Presidency. While disappointed not to have defeated candidates in Republican strongholds of Georgia, Montana and South Carolina earlier in the Trump presidency, it is clearly a sign of the future for the Democrats to win in a state that went for Hillary in 2016, where the retiring Democratic Governor is popular, the last four out of five Governors were Democrats, as are…
Read More Order in the White Barn – August 2017
To: All White Barn staff From: Leatherneck Turtle Kelly Subject: Tidy up As my first week as the Chief of Staff in the White Barn to President Pig Trump ends, I am sending what will be a regular update. These updates will provide an additional way for me, and sometimes other senior members of the Pig Trump administration, to reach out to you. I appreciate that some of you may see this as unnecessary. After all, the New York Times,…
Read More The team ⚾️- July 2017
Swamp Farm has a baseball team. The Swamp Farm team is called the White Barn Trumpets 🎺 . But the press has now been referring to the Swamp Farm team as the White Barn Bumblers 🐝. They have lost ten games in a row. They had been voted most popular team in the pre-season, but have been less successful in the regular season. Pig Trump, who also doubles as the head coach, has mainly blamed the leaking of the team…
Read More A reconciled swimming pool – June 2017
The Swamp Farm “Cabinet” band was out in the summer sunshine. All spicer ? and span – in golf hats and too large suits. In the months since Pig Trump had become President, the only instrument of the Cabinet band become the ????. It was only pressure of time that meant Pig Trump needed others to blow the ? for him. The Cabinet band was as one – it was a privilege to blow the ? for Pig Trump. Today…
Read More United Farms – June 2017
This is the time of the year when Swamp Farm hosts a meeting of representatives of all of the farms. The United Farms. A place where the ????????? can spend their time arguing and threatening to advance the cause of peace ?? Life for the ????????? is good at the United Farms – there is plenty of food. They don’t even have to obey Swamp Farm laws and they can leave their carts wherever they want, ignoring the instructions of…
Read More Misery at Corgi Farm – June 2017
Pig Trump snorted. A wide grin crossed his pig face. If he wasn’t having a good day, then there was solace in the misery of others. And Corgi Farm was making the Presidency of Pig Trump look, if not efficient, at least for a few days, less like a brewery run by drunken sheep. Flamingo May had visited Swamp Farm a few months earlier. She was like everyone else from Corgi Farm – with a superior air of past glories.…
Read More Swamp Farm First – May 2017
The chickens were bedraggled. The horses could only just lift up their heads. The pigs lay quietly. Leaving big imprints of their shrunken ribs in the dark dry powder of the earth. The press crows circled a parched landscape. There was almost no water on Swamp Farm. And all because of what became known as the “Oh fi Incident” (explained by the autocorrect result of typing “ihnfi”). This had not been foreseen (notice a pattern here) when Pig Trump and…
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