Trumplican Whirlpool Caps.

Now that the blue wave has turned into a fart in a whirlpool, at least Democrats can rejoice in the fact that the Republican party no longer exists. It's now the Trumplican party and it's no joke.

The Trumplicans wanted no part of black governors in Florida nor Georgia where even Oprah was not enough. The Trumplicans even managed to save the ass of Ted Cruz in Texas even though he remains one of the most reviled Senators in Washington and his opponent is one of the more popular and promising characters on the Demo political scene.

No black governor in Florida.

Yeah, the Trumplicans lost the House but that's what always happens in a new Presidential tenure. Yeah, maybe the House will look into impeachment which will waste a lot of time because of the Trumplican majority in the Senate.

Why do so many common folks relate to Trump, a man who regularly craps into a golden throne.

I'm pretty sure it's the hat.

No other president established a presidential hat. JFK was famous for rejecting them and not even putting on a Cowboy hat when he was awarded one by the state in which he was ultimately gunned down. Maybe he should have put it on.

No presidential candidate would dare to wear one one except as a joke.

Let's face it, putting on a baseball cap and leaving it on was genius move for the Donald. We wear baseball caps on the farm. We wear baseball caps in the ghetto. Baseball caps unite us, regardless of the team we suppot. I'm a Yankees fan. The guy next door is a Red Sox fan. We support teams that are arch enemies yet I know he's cool because he cares enough to wear a cap. We get along fine.

Baseball caps are by far the favored headware in America by both men and women. Everybody loves that blonde pony tail hanging out of the back of a ball cap. Baseball caps are everywhere. My own personal favorite hat is a baseball hat. Yesterday, I wrote a paen to my hat which I'll include here along with an image.

All of a sudden, I have a new favorite hat. It came from deep in the lid bin to make an unexpected start and it just keeps performing. I like the color. I like the message. I like the fit. I like the curve. It performs well in all mirrors even ugly ones. It nails my style and my profile. Here it is.... (see image)

Everything is still balanced on a razor's edge. Trump campaigned like a mad man. He routinely visited nine states in the time it took me to walk nine blocks. We're the same age. 

So today we will listen to both sides expalin how they won but it's pretty clear to me that the big winner was the Trumplicans and the difference might very well be the baseball hats.

We can even leave our hats on when we step into a whirlpool.