THE PRESIDENT: On energy, I will stop supporting sissy stuff like wind and solar and rainbows and all that liberal hippy-dippy spiral-dancer earth-lover bullshit, and go back to a future where huge, dick-like smokestacks belch out thick, beautiful GOLDEN clouds of profit.
It’s like my gorgeous (current) wife told me, “Dahling, how can ze coal be so bad? Without coals, no diamonds. And without diamonds, no me!” And Melania® is right: Every time the sun is blocked by Clean Coal it is really just so-called “pollution” giving you ungrateful tree-grabbin’ crybabies as close a look at real diamonds as you’ll ever get! What could be more classy than that?
When I’m done shuttering the EPA, all those high school dropout Pennsyltucky coal guys can feel so PROUD and MANLY again, scurrying down mine shafts like mole people to catch the wonderful black lung. I’ve heard black peckers are HUGE, so their lungs must be amazing! It’s a beautiful Appalachian tradition, folks.
And once the coal industry is revitalized, I will restore so many other essential modern businesses that have suffered for too long, including the telegraph wire system, whale oil production, folks that like a rousing song about God while picking cotton, and the beaver trappers. A lot of guys are saying we still need fur. Me, I like a beaver with no fur on its whatever, but it’s like that old show with the little black midget says, “Diff’rent Strokes!” #MAGA