I did the Trump dance today.

No music.

Just me doing the Trump dance all by myself.

With my feet planted firmly on the tile, pumping my arms back and forth in that nonlinear, contorted, non-rhythmic manner Trump invented and exhibits to celebrate himself, I shimmied and I shook.

No, I was not celebrating Trump’s election and swearing in as president. I was rejoicing in my publishing team’s decision to re-issue my 2020 novel Paddy’s Day in Trump Town. Expect Paddy’s Day in Trump Town Revisited around the Fourth of July, a truly fine date to blast off an updated version of my ticking car bomb of an Irish American novel.

COVID-19 robbed us of the 2020 book launch and tour we had planned for Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, where the novel is set as well as a Republic of Ireland promotional barnstormer. Now, with Trump back in the Oval Office, we need to help make America great again.

Trump lovers and Trump haters need me. Unhinged, gonzo, delusional and deranged, my new release will be even better than the Trump dance. With a prelude and five new chapters, Paddy’s Day in Trump Town Revisited will offer something disturbing for everybody.

For better or worse, persistence is an Irish American trait. People like me believe in the unbelievable. And Donald Trump is truly unbelievable. The next four years, should democracy as we know it last that long, will prove to be even more unbelievable.

The Irish Guys are big-feeling boastful bigots and proud of it, not at all ashamed of hating the people they hate. Wilkes-Barre Mayor Spuds McAnus once jumped in the face of an LGBTQ community leader at a campaign rally protest and sneered, “What’s so gay about being a queer?”

Illegals, drag queens, Feminazis, woke libtards and any other enemies of the people outside the volatile Irish Guy tribe need not apply for membership in the private mostly men’s club freedom lovers like them call their own.

By the way, Mayor McAnus won re-election in a landslide and joined Trump’s admirers at today’s inauguration where Trump in his speech called today Liberation Day.

You know what that means, don’t you?

Everybody Trump dance!

While we’re at it, how about a nice Irish jig to get us in the mood for Paddy’s Day in Trump Town Revisited?