And the crowd went WILD at Robert De Niro’s classless “Fuck Trump!” outburst on national television! The collective orgasm at De Niro’s inability or unwillingness to leash his inner monologue and contain his unhinged rage at the Tony Awards last night was something to behold. “I’m gonna say one thing: Fuck Trump!” he declared, pumping his fists in the air like a delusional, impotent old coot who achieved a boner for the first time in years with the help of a little blue pill. “It’s no longer down with Trump, it’s fuck Trump!”

That little stunt left the crowd roaring in frothing, deranged pleasure and the censors scrambling to protect the American public’s sensibilities from the ubiquitous F-bomb on national television – as if the American public hadn’t ever heard it before and its precious ears would melt at its mention.

Here’s video of DeNiro swearing at Trump on #TonyAwards
Australian feed didnt censor it. pic.twitter.com/KZNrT8UIyH

— Rhett Bartlett (@dialmformovies) June 11, 2018

I’m hardly the person to criticize someone for dropping the F-bomb on national television, given my own copious use of this interesting and highly adaptable word. If anything, when it comes to its use, I prefer to get creative instead of gratuitously dropping the F-grenade to elicit a reaction and pretend to be such a rebel!

It’s not the word, but the action.

De Niro didn’t just drop the F-bomb, he didn’t just show utter disrespect to the President of the United States like a common lout; he flouted standards of decency and simple decorum on national television and flaunted his lack of accountability, while basking in the audience’s collective tongue bathing of his shriveled taint. He turned an event about achievements in theater and music into his own little political rally for no reason other than his own ego – to show how woke he is in his hatred of the President.

You want more Trump? This is how you get more Trump.

This is how you get Trump reelected for a second term.

Because if the 2016 election showed us anything, it’s that the People just LOOOOOOOOOVE to be indirectly lectured and chided about their votes and political views by a bunch of spoiled, classless, out-of-touch celebrities who have been sheltered from life’s hardships by their gated communities, catered events, and multi-million dollar mansions, and whose arrogance and selfishness allows them to steal the thunder and achievement from their colleagues in an effort to find relevance.

You want more Trump? Continue to denigrate the American public as somehow inferior to and less enlightened than you by shrieking how they’re voting against their own interests, as if a clueless high school dropout celebutard would know what those interests are.

You want more Trump? Continue advocating for a return to economic stagnation – a pain you won’t feel, but those living paycheck to paycheck and working their fingers to the bone to feed their families will.

You want more Trump? Call anyone who supported the President over a corrupt criminal who was handed the nomination by the DNC, because she was so unlikeable, she couldn’t win the nod without Debbie Wasserman Schultz rigging the primary, a racist/homophobe/bigot/*insert disingenuous insult here*.

That’s the secret to reelecting Trump, and De Niro stumbled upon it like an uncultured trailer trash redneck in a chic Beverly Hills boutique.

To be sure, Trump has his faults, but he is still the President, and if you don’t respect the man, at least have the common decency to respect the office and not make a spectacle of yourself at a time when you’re supposed to be celebrating achievement in the performing arts.

It doesn’t make you cool. It doesn’t make you woke. It doesn’t make you a rebel.

It just makes you a puerile fuckbag of derp.