For the record: I Do Not Believe In Magical Thinking

A nosebleed? What good does that do for the country? How about a total freakout on camera that is so massive it cannot be denied and we see people rushing out with straight jackets?

JUst to add...would foaming at the mouth be a good touch?

But the parameters of my "wish" is that I can't really mess with the normal (if you can call it that) progress of society.
Sort of like the "Prime Directive" on Star Trek.

The whole yellow arrangement leaves his head and claims its freedom, leaving a permanent swath of pasty scalp from which no hair shall sprout ever again...

Oh, yeah. I've had that fantasy.

I'd wish for the bird to snatch it away instead of merely pooping on it, but I don't want to see the bird shot by the Secret Service..
Unless the dead bird landed on Trump's head with a bloody splat.

That one was golden--especially since it so perfectly told the truth about the "Trump" brand epitomizing class and taste.
I also think that all his official portraits that hang in VA offices should be his formal and ill-fitting 'penguin' attire picture while a guest of the Queen. He looked so self-conscious and ridiculous. Perfect portrait.

. . . That nobody charged with looking out for him or caring for him said anything. Think about it, he's the President of the United States, [pause while I throw up in my mouth a little at the reminder] and he is being photographed and filmed in a fully public venue.

Not one aide or Secret Service agent said a word. I'd tell a stranger on the street if something was wrong and be soft-spoken if I feared embarassing them. But I wouldn't leave them to be humilated longer by not telling them at all.

With Trump, I have gone to the dark place of actively wishing all manner of humilation upon him. Usually, when reading or hearing about truly awful people, I just want them stopped and punished within legal means. (Okay, I do have a few dark fantasies about dumping really bad people naked and tied in the fetal position onto the middle of glacier. But, I haven't even admitted that to my therapist yet, so keep that to yourself.)

The glee that I feel when Trump makes a fool of himself is leavened in with the outrage that I experience when I think about what he continues to be allowed to do and my feelings are very complex. Allowing myself to feel petty is a safety value of sorts.

Very telling indeed.