...... Christ's new millenial poet or the six hundred and sixty sixth (and one/thirteenth) Baelzebub re-incarnate?
Wee young Donnie has offered the world some beautiful prose, and this may be as appropriate as any a place in which to refer to its unholy contents:
As we know,
There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also know
There are known unknowns.
That is to say
We know there are some things
We do not know.
But there are also unknown unknowns,
The ones we don't know
We don't know.
—Feb. 12, 2002, Department of Defense news briefing
I dunno ... you might like to check out the original at Bacardi Feels Thus" ... it's only a theory, but possibly wee young Donnie has a mysterical iguana stuck up his arse. How else could one explain such corny prose?