If the polls are right this Monday morning, it’s probably time for Donald Trump to start thinking about where he can go in a couple of years, assuming he lives long enough to go anywhere but Hell.
Europeans won’t let him in, and he hates them anyway. Putin will drop him like the used tissue that he is, so Russia is out. How about where Idi Amin went? I’m sure that with his son-in-law Jared smoothing the way, the Saudis would let him spend a bit of what he’s stolen from us to build a Mar-a-Lago replica in the sand somewhere outside Riyadh. (It is kinda like Hell, Arabia Deserta, right? Hell with the fire out, so to speak.) And if Jared proves up to the task of negotiating just one more fabulous deal, I’m sure Satan won’t mind waiting a bit longer for the Donald and his gilded hotel blueprints to make their way to the real place.