The swamp-draining carries on:

President Donald Trump announced Tuesday that he has terminated National Security Advisor John Bolton from his position, citing strong disagreement on “many of his suggestions” regarding foreign policy.

“I informed John Bolton last night that his services are no longer needed at the White House. I disagreed strongly with many of his suggestions, as did others in the Administration, and therefore I asked John for his resignation, which was given to me this morning. I thank John very much for his service,” the president wrote in a pair of tweets.

President Trump revealed he will name Bolton’s successor “next week.”

All HAIL His Most Magnificent, Benevolent, and Legendary Celestial Majesty, the God-Emperor of Mankind, Donaldus Triumphus Magnus, as he continues to boot the never-to-be-sufficiently-damned neoclowns out of his glorious Administratum.

John Bolton has had the, uh, “distinction” of being on the wrong side of just about every foreign policy issue of any consequence over the past 20 years, and has been on the record as defending every damned fool decision made by a whole parade of his neoclown fellows.

The man doesn’t even have the good grace to admit that he might have been mistaken about a few things with respect to America’s incredibly foolish Syracuse Expedition over in the Sandbox:

Good bloody riddance, Mr. Bolton. Please, please go back into obscurity with the rest of your neoclown brethren.

I do have to admit, though, that the God-Emperor’s inner circle should have a man with such an epic mustache in it.

But, if so… what’s wrong with just sticking a giant portrait of Rudyard Kipling in the White House Situation Room?

After all, unlike John Bolton, Rudyard Kipling actually knew what the heck he was talking about when it came to the dangers and burdens of empire.