Conversation with a Planet Niner

"Planet Niner to any Earth Hooman"

Excuse my interruption, but I just heard about the problems with your soon-to-be-once-again leader. If we of Planet Nine chose one of us to be our leader and he didnt work out too well, we'd exile him to the land of Planet Nine Landfill and we sure wouldn't let him back to try to get elected again! His voters must have a few screws loose or missing!

So, Earth Hooman, the question is: Why did you let yours come back? Do you not have a Hooman Landfill?

We on Planet Nine have another plan that you Hoomans evidently do not:  If our leader steps out of line and starts a litany of lies, we don't even take him to the landfill. . . we fly him off to that  Milky Way Galaxy's Planet Ear. . . ah...which Planet am I talking to? Is this troublemaker of yours called "Rump" or "Trump" by any chance?

Boy, you Hoomans now have a sick, screwed up, egomaniac with shades of self-serving delusions of grandeur on your hands! 

There are days when I'm plum happy to be a Planet Niner. If we find someone has spawned a Newby-Niner with the mental problems of your "Trump,"  we'd pay someone big bucks to put him on a cargo rocket and fling him into the nearest nebula cluster!