Distributio (dis-tri-bu’-ti-o): (1) Assigning roles among or specifying the duties of a list of people, sometimes accompanied by a conclusion. (2) Sometimes this term is simply a synonym for diaeresis or merismus, which are more general figures involving division.
Ok Norm, you’ll feed him the lies we’ve been working on. Charles, you’re on board for the promises that will never be kept. Jillian, you’ll float him the usual bogus accusations. Don, you just sit there on your fat ass. If your prefab feeds go south, just say “hoax” over and over like a hypnotized hippo. I’ll do the usual before-show extortion, and we’ll be all set for a stellar performance on “Meet the Press.”
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This is what goes on as the Bullshit Express rolls across America on behalf of “Fog Horn” Trump whose smoking brain spins around inside cranium, belting out blather that passes for anything but what it is, among his angry sheep that consider him America’s Lord and Savior—a perfect genius, a credentialed saint, a prophet and a seer anointed by the Lord and endorsed by the Mandate of Heaven and FOX News.
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He can do no wrong. His conviction for sexual assault and libel was the result of bribery and the cleverness of Satanic prosecution lawyers. But, even if he did the things he was charged with, Trump’s loving romantic urgings were misconstrued, and what was called “libel” was actually the truth packaged in strong language.
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Now they’re saying Trump erred when he said Biden is taking us into WWII, when we’ve already fought it. Hah! We say there was a stretch of time between the battling, but we were always fighting Germans all the time. As far as the Japanese go, we say that was hardly a Word War—it was more like Viet Nam, but we won. “So, back off! WWII hasn’t come yet. Neither has WWIII or IV for that matter.”
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Trump’s political cup overflows will bullshit. Certainly, just and merciless verdicts will propel him to prison where he will dwell for the rest of his life, and then, off to Hell where he will spend eternity eating shit with his tongue on fire and hungry leaches sucking on his eyeballs.
Definition courtesy of “Silva Rhetoricae” (rhetoric.byu.edu).
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