It’s been two long, gut-wrenching years in the Puhl-DePlugg Reservoir. Two years of chaos-as-king under the new leader, the Tyrumposaurus or T-Rump for short. Just try and keep up with the reptiles and crooked-necked cronies crawling through the Oval Dwelling. This is an era where greed, lies and corruption rear their ugly heads, striving to become the new normal. Breathe deep. Exhale. If you enjoyed The Trumpassic Period — Year One — the book, not the experience! — there’s more cathartic laughter in store from the past 365-day stroll down … A Path of Darkness. You survived it. You deserve this. Enjoy, dear reader.
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Hunkered down with his wife Maria in their Calgary condo 175 miles north of the U.S. border, they remain within easy range of a Trump Tantrum. Belisle bides his time writing The T-Rump Dig, a twice-weekly, Trump-as-dino satire, churning D.C. swamp waters into a frothy, fun-filled fountain drink for America’s catharsis. (200+ columns.)