The porn star who says she messed around with a future president of the United States has taken a lie-detector test. It turns out she is telling the truth. She and Donald John Trump had a sexual relationship in 2006, a year after Trump married his third wife.

She took the polygraph exam in 2011 under the auspices of an entertainment magazine.

Here is what I am left to wonder: What bloody difference does any of this make?

Trump’s political base is giving him a pass on the philandering. That base happens to include many in the evangelical Christian movement; yep, many of the Bible-thumpers, by their silence, are tacitly accepting that the president of the United States happens to have the morals of an alley cat. It doesn’t matter, because he’s on their side on many of the key issues of the day.

The rest of who didn’t vote for Trump or who detest the idea of him being president in the first place also are resigned to this clown’s behavior. We don’t accept it. We condemn it. Again, there’s nothing to be done about it.

I guess the nation is left to its salacious curiosity on a whole array of issues related to the president and this woman.

The only possible matter that is relevant to the public interest is the source of the $130,000 in hush money that Trump’s lawyer, Michael Cohen, paid to the porn queen to keep her quiet.

Now that I think about it, that issue is separate from the allegation — and I’ll call it that for the time being — that Trump took a tumble with a pornographic entertainer.

Doesn’t this clown make you proud that he’s our head of state?