One of my favorite artists of all time, going back decades, is Mose Allison.

Turns out Mose wrote a song about Donald J. Trump decades before the intellectual and political blight actually arrived. Mose always was way ahead of his time.

Trump is a loudmouth, say anything, to anyone, at any time, that, first, makes him feel good, and, second, that might help himself.

In short, the ultimate clinically narcissistic jackhole. I doubt even Mose Allison figured how much his words might one day describe a blight on the American citizenry, if not humanity. Like in the form of Donald J. Trump.

But, here it is in it’s total prescient glory:

Sittin here and yakkin right in my face

You comin’ on exactly like you own the place

You know if silence was golden

You couldn’t raise a dime

Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin’ overtime You quotin’ figures and droppin’ names

You tellin’ stories and playing games

You’re overlaughin’ when things ain’t funny

You tryin’ to sound like the big money

You know if talk was criminal

You’d lead a life of crime

Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin’ overtime You know that life is short

Talk is cheap

Don’t be makin’ promises that you can’t keep

You don’t like this little song I’m singin’

Just grin and bear it

All I can say is if the shoe fits wear it

If you must keep talkin

Please try to make it rhyme

Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin’ overtime.

So, sentient voters can vote their own conscience, and should. I can only hope they don’t do so in a manner that leads to the election of the Trumphstag.

Seriously, Americans are smarter than that, right?

Right??