by Shelt Garner
I have no inside information, but I do know someone wealthy who lives on the coast of the eastern seaboard and I think I’ve figured out the origin of Trump’s quixotic hatred of windmills. I think what’s going on is Trump plutocrat friends complain about beach windmills cluttering up their expensive beach views and, as such, this plutocrat bitching and moaning leaks out of Trump’s brain as a weird vendetta against windmills.
This seems to make as much sense as any other possible reason.
I will note, however, that it’s clear that the U.S. Government isn’t hiding shit from us about any sort of secret “Hard First Contact” because if it was, Trump would spend all this time having a strange, vague fascination with the subject that none of us could understand.
I say this because Trump’s obsession with not being able to flush toilets the way he likes apparently came from all the government documents he would tear up and try to flush down White House toilets.