The Beast and the Beauty!

Sometimes I do think the Universe works by "poetic" principals - "having a beautiful or graceful quality."

And once in awhile, not often enough, events conspire to achieve some kind of supremely sweet poetic justice. Almost makes you think that God is not only possible but absolutely essential and knitted into the fabric of our lives.

Hah!

And there is something so funny and gratifying when a loud, petulant, childish, churlish bully has a complete unhinged meltdown triggered by a "Latina Beauty Queen." What an incredible display! And yes, the bully was artfully baited into an elaborate trap, and he took it all "hook line & sinker," and he is a total laughingstock now.

What a perfect way to destroy the big man. With unbridled laughter. What a fool. You can conjure a picture - a large, disheveled man, dressed in a ratty bathrobe, sitting propped up in bed at 3 a.m. typing into his smart phone. Twittering in a rabid, sputtering rage. 

This is the man some have rallied around. A pitiful, despicable monster. A narcissistic Id unmoored by his own aggrieved madness. The man has the ability to suck the oxygen out of a room, and to fill it with his own bloated, puffed up mummery.  Entertaining in a train wreck sort of way.

I do think this is the beginning of the end of this fool's errand. And not a moment too soon. All thanks to the Latina Beauty Queen. Poetic!