It used to be daily, and then it was weekly, and now it’s down to around once a month when, no matter what I am doing, my mind jolts to a halt and I think, in all caps, HOLY MOLY, DONALD TRUMP IS THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES! I can only imagine how this thought festers like a suppurating chest wound inside the skulls of all the leftists and the progressives and the socialists and just plain treasonous so-called citizens in the media and in their audience.
To them it is still:
To which one can only say, more in sorrow than in anger, “Yeah. Right.”