Perhaps the fireworks for two days just outside my window, just before the assassination attempt, was premature celebration of the Jewish New Year. If I stuck my head out of the window, maybe the Deep State could have gotten a two-for-one sale.
The real problem is that the Deep State thought they could get a real work of art from a paint-by-the-numbers project, instead of using their normal professional killers.
The only people who really acted professionally that day are the people who shot the attempted assassin. Perhaps the Deep State could give them a Jack Ruby award.
