RUTHFULLY YOURS

Well, cowardly, mousey, he-of-small-intellect George Clooney is at it again.  At the tough man contest, the caviar-and-champagne Cannes film festival, gladiator Clooney has slurped and pontificated, “There’s not going to be a President Donald Trump.  Fear is not going to be something that drives our country.  We’re not going to be scared of Muslims or immigrants or women.”

Now, I am a peaceful fellow, but when I was young, I had a dozen bloody street fights, and I’ve had seventy organized boxing bouts (including six pro fights).  And I’ll tell chicken Clooney that I am truly “scared of Muslims or immigrants or women” who strap dynamite to themselves or stab me in the back with knives.

Maybe I don’t have bodyguards like expressionless Clooney.  Maybe I don’t have the luxury of not being afraid because I don’t have his armed staff.  Not to be afraid of radical jihadists is to be a moron or oblivious or a language-denier like Obama.

Then again, Obama is the faux intellect who believes that sexual organs are secondary to gender identification.  Let the boys use girls’ rooms; let the girls use boys’ rooms.  Thinking makes it so.

Clooney says fear is not an issue.  Maybe they didn’t teach him fear in college because he didn’t pass into his sophomore year, into the age of simulated reason.

Dull-eyes Clooney says, “Trump is the result of the news programs not asking follow-up questions.”  He may have forgotten that even Fox grilled him and that Hillary, the woman he has had a $33,400-a-plate dinner for, hardly allows follow-up questions.

He made one erroneous but clever remark: “24-hour news doesn’t mean you get more news.  It just means you get the same news more.”

Remarkably witty for a dullard with a high school education.  He must have hired one of Obama’s speechwriters for that one.

When The Donald, with an impressive degree from Wharton, heard about what Clooney said, he said: “As far as George Clooney is concerned, let’s put it this way – he’s no Cary Grant.”