On Bonesaws and Bigots and Boys, Proud or Otherwise (Ferret/ShowerCap)
We're a little over three short weeks away from the headline I've been jonesin’ for since November 2016: “After Years of Assholes Running Amok, the Good Guys Finally Win!” and I am READY FOR IT, folks. It's like a fat piece of chocolate cake for dessert after you've been eating dog turds and gravel...for two years. It's TIME.
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Let's start off with the light shit, the merely immoral, before diving into the deep end of today's atrocity pool. It seems Jared Kushner has worked every available loophole and avoided paying income taxes for years, and that was before he took up governing as a hobby and cut his taxes even further. Sources tell me Jar-Jar used the windfall to invest in elocution lessons, but alas, he still sounds like a meth-addled dolphin caught in a net every time he opens his mouth.
I guess the Man With Phalangeal Stunting was talkin’ up Robert E. Lee over the weekend? Why does this surprise anyone? Lee is the patron saint of two things: treason, and losing. Shit, Trump was probably cloned in a lab from one of Bob's ass hairs.
Retiring-Even-if-She-Doesn't-Know-it-Yet Maine Senator Susan Collins clarified her stance on political bribe-taking, which is apparently really bad when it involves everyday Americans raising funds for her potential 2020 opponent in protest of her vote to confirm a horny-to-overturn-Roe-v-Wade far-right political hack to the Supreme Court, but super-mega-awesome when it comes in the form of a six-figure payout from a Republican dark money group thanking her for said confirmation of said hack. Susan's personal ethics are...complicated.
Now, you'll never believe this, but Mitt Romney has been caught...pandering! Confronted with his anti-Trump past, Mittens denied it quicker than you could say “Why I'd LOVE to be Secretary of State, sir!” Come January, he'll be in Orrin Hatch's old seat, but let's make sure to give him Jeff Flake's chair.
President Gas Station Urinal Cake continues to handle post-Hurricane Michael devastation by holding campaign rallies where thousands of idiots fellate his fragile ego. Sure, it's totally ineffective, but it's easier, and he likes it more, so FUCK YOU, SUFFERING AMERICANS.
Beloved (By the Sort of People Who Love Stores and are Otherwise Dead Inside) Retailer Sears filed for bankruptcy, after years of being run into the ground by a Rand-worshipping maniac who was incapable of discerning the difference between fiction writing and serious political/economic theory. As an amusing little footnote, Orange Julius Caesar took a moment to run down the company's leadership, which is extra hilarious since his own Treasury Secretary served on the board during the decline and fall.
So let's talk about the Proud Boys. We could spend hours picking apart the psychology of a band of fascist, misogynist, thugs self-identifying as “boys,” but for now let's focus on the current news. They've been largely confined to the west coast, mainly Portland, so far, but they took a little field trip to th'Big Apple, to reenact a political assassination (and I thought my hobbies were weird) and commit some hate crimes!
Now, the Republican club that hosted them, and their obedient lapdogs over at Fux Nooz, had the balls to try to spin this story as one of Antifa vandalism, as though they didn't invite known violent fascists over for tea and crustless triangle-shaped sandwiches before embarking on a little light gang violence.
Anyway, it seems like only yesterday when a veritable swarm of conservative pundits hectored us about the Violent Left Wing Mobs that were massing outside Every Decent American's home, but they've been oddly silent about the actual Violent Right Wing Mob that was captured beating the shit out of people on camera. That seems weird. Do you think that's weird? Cuz I think that's weird.
Georgia Senator David Perdue is a One-Man Violent Right Wing Mob of his own! A student at Georgia Tech, i.e. one of Dave-O's constituents, tried to ask him a question (about Brian Kemp's vote suppression fuckery), but the good Senator was not about to let a mere peasant act above his station like that! So he grabbed the kid's phone right out of his hands and strode away, before remembering how cameras work, and realizing how badly he'd just fucked up.
Anyhow, did I mention that Perdue's seat is up in just two short years? Me, I tend to prefer Senators who don't assault the people they work for.
I tell you folks, we just keep on finding more and more Super Rare Outliers in the Not at All Racist Republican Party. This time it's Minnesota Senate candidate Karin Housley, with some sensitive, nuanced, observations about Michelle Obama surfacing in her social media history. Housley was already gonna lose, but this news just earned the announcement of her defeat a celebratory Jäger shot on my election night schedule.
There are a LOT of celebratory shots on my election night schedule. The Blue Wave might just kill me.
Oh, and Duncan Hunter is still racist trash, if you were wondering. Shit, you could set your watch by Duncan's jerkbaggery. Accused of more crimes than your average Mafia family, he's running ads that would make Archie Bunker blush. Stephen Miller's sitting in the corner, going, “Whoa. Too far, dude.” Kudos to his opponent, Ammar Campa-Najjar, for turning Dunc's bullshit attack right back on him.
Hunter is hardly the only Republijag campaigning on hatred and fear-mongering, of course, I suppose on one hand, you can't really blame them. What're they gonna run on? Their records?
Like, after two years of complete control of the federal government, you really ought to have some achievements. Maybe even AN achievement. Two years is a long fuckin’ time. I guess “Vote for me again, I'm the guy who cut your boss’ taxes” isn't the rousing sentiment they'd hoped for.
So the deficit is way up and let me tell you, Republicans are howling, demanding it immediately be brought under contrHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH GOTCHA! Deficits are only bad when you're talking about feeding a hungry child or treating a senior citizen's cancer after they've already surrendered their productive years to the investor class! But when it comes to massive tax cuts for their donors, the only question is “Would you like it in large or small bills, sir?”
The Manchurian Manchild decided to show us why he never sits down for interviews with real journalists, by sitting down for an interview with a real journalist. Without a subservient host doing everything in their power to prop him up, he's quickly revealed as a petulant, vindictive, know-nothing. Hey Don, pro tip: any conversation where you feel compelled to state “I'm not a baby” more than once is not a conversation that's going your way.
He was in rare form. He posited that while climate change was indeed a thing, the climate would one day simply choose to change back, like a nagging wife who always wants new clothes but winds up settling on the old, comfortable, “I really don't care, do u?” jacket anyway.
Certainly the highlight was the sneering Yes I Shit All Over a Sexual Assault Victim and it was Totally Worth it Because I Won I Won I WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON segment.
Heh. He certainly has all the long-term strategizing ability of a baby, doesn't he? When a historic midterm electorate gender gap produces a House of Representatives that spends the final months of his presidency investigating his every crime live on TV, I wonder if he'll pause to reflect on how much he really “won” this particular fight.
HA HA HA I IMPLIED THE PRESIDENT IS CAPABLE OF THOUGHTFUL SELF-ANALYSIS, GET IT?!?!?!
Well, the last time he did anything like this, he confessed to obstruction of justice in front of the whole fuckin’ world, so maybe this counts as a win.
So I guess Elizabeth Warren, ahead of an expected Presidential campaign, took one of those ancestry tests to show that, despite Weehands McNodick's racist taunting, she does indeed possess some Native American heritage. Targeted social media advertising traps even U.S. Senators sometimes, I suppose.
This prompted a wave of pretentious thinkpiecery seldom seen outside the release of a Star Wars movie. Dems are sabotaging the Blue Wave, because an army of voters who somehow care more about Liz Warren's Ancestry Test than health care, jobs, immigration, or corruption will rise up and crush us beneath their steely boots...
Or something. All I'm sayin’ is, pundits are dumb. Me, I'm better than a pundit; I'm concise, and I swear more.
Personally, I think the real story here was Sharty McFly once again backing out of a pledge to make a sizable charitable donation. Don't forget it took an investigative journalist's shaming to force him to make a similar donation to veterans’ charities during the 2016 campaign.
(The Velveeta Vulgarian went on to say he would only pay the million bucks if he were allowed to test Senator Warren's DNA personally, an unusually gross statement from an unusually gross man. Like, Wee Don is disgusting every day, but I feel like we just got a glimpse of his never-cleaned bathtub.)
Assuming the reader just threw up in their own mouth, I'll give you a minute to run to the bathroom for some Listerine.
...but keep the bottle handy, because we're moving on to the ongoing fallout of America's BFF, Saudi Arabia, kidnapping and murdering critical journalist Jamal Khashoggi.
Facing international condemnation and, perhaps more importantly, millions of dollars in foreign investment draining out of their economy, the Kingdom hit upon a novel cover story that goes, “Ok, yeah, we killed the guy, but we were only trying to kidnap and maybe illegally extradite him, and AS THESE THINGS DO, shit got a bit out of hand, everybody said some things they didn't mean, and maybe somebody got murdered and dismembered.”
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As smarter folk than I have commented, imagine how bad this situation is, that THIS is what they're willing to confess to.
So much of the blame for this shitshow falls on Jared Kushner's shoulders. Young Jar-Jar, practically the Roman God of Unearned Privilege, having married his way into the highest halls of power, figured he'd cosplay as an International Diplomat, cuz how hard could it possibly be, right? So he plays kingmaker in the Middle East, swapping state secrets for personal financial relief, empowering reckless elements that fuck with regional stability by isolating Qatar, commit crimes against humanity daily in Yemen, and finally blow up the whole damn endeavor by luring a Washington Post contributor to his death and then CHOPPING HIS BODY TO PIECES WITH A GODDAMN BONE SAW.
Open letter to Jared: the sum total of your life's accomplishments comes to Being Born Rich. You are not qualified to handle the office's Starbucks order, let alone anything involving real work. MBS fucking brags out loud about what a useful idiot you are. Please walk away from government before anybody else gets hurt, you stupid, stupid, boy.
In all the horror, I hope we don't lose track of the element of this story where Donnie Dotard happily parroted the “they say they didn't do it and they sounded like they really really meant it” line, only to have the Saudis turn around and confess mere hours later. It's a magical blend of weakness, incompetence, and raw stoogery that only Donald J. Trump can deliver. He bought into the “rogue killers” line with the commitment of a dedicated LARPer. The Saudis could've told him it was robots, or talking kangaroos, and he'd have happily repeated the talking points on CNN.
I see Stormy Daniels’ defamation lawsuit against the Bloviating Bloat was dismissed in federal court today. Normally I don't cheer Shartboy’s wins, but if this precedes the long-overdue Going Away of Avenatti, I'm generally for it.
Circus Peanut Sydney Greenstreet, having recently boasted about how he was going to find the biggest arena in all of Texas to stump for his close buddy, Ted Cruz, instead settled for an 8,000-seat arena, because he knows he couldn't possibly fill a bigger one, even in one of America's largest cities, since everyone hates him. It's almost a shame more folks won't get to see his Ted's Dad Killed Kennedy and His Wife is Homely, But Vote for Him Anyway routine.
Alright, that's enough. If there was any more news today, I apologize for missing it, but what I need to do right now is release a long primal scream that lasts at least until the sun comes up. I'll see y'all soon.
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