2018 Is Chinese Year of the Dog: Donald Trump Was Born In A Dog Year
February 16th of this year begins the Chinese year of the dog. Donald Trump was born in 1946, a dog year.
Gold is said to be an unlucky color. Dog year babies are said to be helpful but Dogs think the world is evil and complicated. They criticize sharply when giving comments on something and see all things according to their pessimistic point of view. Dogs are said to make good politicians.
Of course, it’s nonsense, but you have to admit, Donald is a dog. Who is he barking about today? Anyone he sees as dangerous to his fabricated image, his fake agenda, that dog’s breakfast of spurious claims that will be contradicted by tomorrow’s claims.
He’s a dog: He’ll grab your wife, he’ll cheat on his. At your feet, if you’re a dictator or an oligarch, but at your throat, if you know his secrets; if you know what bones he’s got buried, what corners he’s peed in when you weren’t looking.
It’s the year of the dog Donald, but that will end in February 2019 which ushers in the Year of the Pig, followed by the Rat year, may it be his last.
But of course, Astrology isn’t going to tell us anything important during a Trump year: dog, rat, pig or ox. What matters, what we need to know is the date of Trump’s last tweet and may it be soon.
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A mad dog at that!
No idea for me. 1957? Probably a Dodo 😀
Well so am I actually, but oh so much older, this tired gray rooster. Still strong as an ox however and nearly as smart.
I’m a rooster year baby, 1981. In the future I need to find a snake, dragon or an ox to be a match for me.
I wonder what I am? I might have to look this up. Yes, I think I will. Ok. I’m a rooster. A fcking rooster. That’s good I think.
You are in excellent company. Glenn and I are both roosters 🙂