Sadly, No!

There’s nothing much I can add to Steve’s excellent summary of Amber Phillips’ inane The sorry state of political discourse right now, in five Bernie Sanders tweets.

Perhaps one compromise we can offer, for the Ambers of the world, is to refer to The Donald as “President MC 900 Ft. Jesus” and let readers figure out what the fuck we mean. Still, this blog wouldn’t be what it is were it not for its unhealthy obsession with Seinfeld. That means we have to quote this from Amber’s piece:

To say someone’s lying suggests that you know they don’t believe what they’re saying. It’s possible Trump believes the allegations he’s making[.]

Remember that Amber is upset that Bernie labeled President MC 900 Ft. Jesus a liar for tweets that said the following allegations are lies:

Even if President MC 900 Ft. Jesus is the new George Costanza, there’s not now (and for points 1 and 2 there never was) any credible evidence that the claims/statements made are/were true. Does President Youppi believe his statements to be true? If you want to stick your neck out for The Donald and get the vapors when someone calls him a liar, you might just have to accept that the only reasonable alternative is that he is even dumber than Douglas Jay Feith. Either way, we’re pretty much fucked.

Just had to leave the CNN on in the TV room to get away from the new marketing plan for the Trump Administration, during a piece which started immediately after a puffball interview with Dubya hisownself…

Be prepared to shit your pants folks, or at least keep some nose plugs handy, because they are trolling out that old dog Terrorism again and the pitch this time is that it is home grown and that we need to be very concerned, and let daddy do what he needs to to save the family dog…And it would not surprise me if this request came with the added lure of pre-emption for added safety see, and maybe some closed in restful places where people can go for a long ; hide out in safety while the authorities comb the neighborhood for lock-boxes, secreted stashes, caches, and other un-banked valuablesTerrorists, Terror plots, random Negros, Messicans not currently employed(as in working right this minute), musicians, bloggers, and anything else the Department of Fatherland Security can slapdash on a warrant or watch-list.

It feels a little bit like I have seen this episode of a really bad sitcom before, and before I take a moment to laud what would appear a nascent intent to improve the planet by recycling; this particular operation, like its antecedent seems only designed to offload truck loads of cash from the treasury into well connected numbered Swiss bank accounts. We will keep an eye on developments while suggesting that you suit up in the bunny jammies and cower in fear until dear leader gives the all clear!

Right Side News, the estranged cousin of the poor man’s Renew America, has a post on the constitutionality of President Youppi’s Muslim Ban. I don’t want to add anything to what they write, but did want to highlight the picture that accompanies the post. It’s either a truly great piece of trolling or, quite simply, just what it looks like: des vidanges.

Speaking of trash: I would like to join much of the internet in consternation over the fact that the mere ability to honor a fallen soldier and thank his widow is all that is required to be seen as presidential. Maybe we can get Secretary De Vos to let us know whether The Donald showed proficiency or growth on Tuesday. I think it’s clear by which standard even the liberal Van Jones grades his presidents. Maybe when the next grossly unqualified person wants to become president, he can start off his first big debate by wetting himself, not being in the right city, saying something overtly racist, and pulling his dick out, begin plucking it and shout “Willy Banjo!” [link]. Showing growth should be easy enough after that.

Just heard that on the news on the TV, Brian Williams and Katy Tur were talking when that fact was presented and I immediately thought, Oh Holy Fuck, shit is getting real, real, son! They just took Donald’s pacifier away from him and his favorite blanky…Donald without his twitter machine? No Fucking way…

The only way I can see this working for even a moment is that they have his twitter on a secure network with a fake twitter and a battery of agents to interact and retweet Donald’s Tweets so that the activity seems *real* as to not tip him off…This is the only way I can see this play without Money BooBoo going ballistic.

If there is a chance that there is a glimmer of adult inside that avatar of avarice I can not see this turning out well, especially as this report accompanies news about proof of Russian involvement in the election, exactly the type of thing that you would expect to be followed by “fake news” and other now familiar stupfTides* *’Stupid fucking Trumpian Bromides’ that clutter his tweeting vocabulary…

Now before we go all in on what might just be a bit of wistful hyperbolic whimsy, It would be interesting to discover how many times the Donald has gone more than 12 hours, between tweeting some moronic observational aside, period. And this should be relatively easy to find out…

This money is betting on “not once since he discovered how to use the twitter machine and got his first rush of that sweet sweet tweet buzz!”

And with that, i think it might be time to fire up the popcorn machine and await for the next fuckup.

Buzz Windrop is a name that popped into my head while watching a bit of the news this morning, before letting the dog out back to ‘do his chores’ as my host and adoptive mother has it, because it is all republican all the time on the TV these days, and boy do the ‘Roy’s from Themthare’n’hill’s’ are good for ratings in Moron America, which means good for Advertisers, just not so good for the rest of us…The Metastacy has broken loose from the dainty chains of civility to reveal itself plain, in the open, for all of us to behold, for some to breathe deeply and face every new dawn with a smug little smile and a mental pat on the back and think “Finally!” And for others, and in this bunch I include myself, to wake again to what appears to be a fresh hell and attempt to deal with it best we can, each in our own way…For me, this morning I awoke thinking of the Sinclair Lewis classic “It can’t Happen Here” which inspired the title for this rant, and Senator Buzz Windrop which if memory serves seems like a template for the current situation in which we are moored…

This gag/dis-positive notion did carry with it a slight bonus…That I pulled all of that shit, unassisted, right out of my ass/brain this morning; the Title, the Character, and the Author, as well as a bit of the plot and its relevance to our current situation, which suggests that more of my memory is being recovered/indexed or my internal librarian has finally shaken off her long sleep and is back at the helm…So in a purely Yay fucking Me! way, this horrible realization does in fact come with that positive note.

So I don’t think we have done this yet, or if we have, forgive me, but I think it may be time to start a pool on when this Russian-hacked house of cards begins to crumble in such a way that even Tom Brokaw is forced to put on his depends and big boy suit and suggest that the man has gone too far…

I weep for the passing of Cronkite, Walter; Rather, Dan, and other class acts since passed or retired MEN of import, respect, and courage, who would be eviscerating this tin pot tiny handed terror on a nightly basis, and whose only fear would be the missile tests targeting their property (country places, of course.) Yet would keep up a drumbeat that would drive a Toddler-Id’ed entitled Moron with no discernible sense of propriety crazy, and eventually from office…

I saw a bit of an interview with Dubya the other night and found it fascinating how well he has aged and how sane he sounds and realized in horror that The presence of Trump has rehabilitated every last one of the Rat fucking assholes that brought him to us like one piece at a time to a laboratory in a bunker in Washington to assemble the president of their wildest imagination.

I almost feel like there was a bet to see who could in fact, break Hyperbole as a concept, or an effective humor delivery vehicle, and that the winning team submitting Trump to the panel after everybody had finished having a big old hearty laugh or three, the panel realized that these guys might be on to something and awarded them the prize, and here we are…

AndnowIwillfactcheckthisthing…Afterpublishingitfirst!

So one of the outlets coughed up recently, or since I was on vacay, or it is possible that this one escaped my knowledge completely, which near as I can tell is yet another conservative rag in a universe sadly lacking them, called The Resergent has an article by the Son of Erick titled:

Trump Invites a Cesspool of Fake News to Cover the White House. And I’m Not Talking About MSNBC.

Yes, that is what the title sitting next to an opening in the side of a rock face leading to who knows what said to pique my curiosity to find the candle holder, candle, and matchbook, Rope, Pick and shovel and begin my intrepid adventure,,,

Once again, I must admit that one of the better parts of misplacing certain parts of your memory can be the taking of momentary solace. That for a few short months, or in my case a bit longer, you were unaware of a certain existence or a few because they had been involuntarily scrubbed from memory. Such was the case with the Son of Erick.

Now one of the nice bits is when you recognize and are able to place immediately an object or thing into its proper context or next to its companion in the sock drawer…So after the initial holy crap, what is this new RightWing Rag I have never  heard of, and that is a cute assed title by half of half, I wonder who might be the wizard behind the curtain, and lo an behold, there he is…

<i>I don’t mean to bore with these asides, only to attempt to share a bit of the childlike wonder on the one hand and the are you effing kidding me? get offf my lawn on the other that I get to deal with on a nearly hourly basis as I creep along catching up</i>

Ok, so now a quickipedia search reveals that our target has quite the CV for a former blogger. And the chins of a family too far removed from its lutefiskian homeland and fed on enough corn to bleed corn

                                                                

Now I’ll admit that while I might have chafed a bit under that impoverished hand, I would likely not have taken a bite out of it, and one wonders what kind of freak an impoverished white kid running around in the back alleys of Dubai can get into…

Above: What deluded Christian bigots think a binding ritual is.

Daniel John Sobieski, Don’t Wanna be an American Idiot:
Trump Flushes Obama’s Transgender Restrooms

… sigh.

Okay, let’s knock out the elephant in the room that is Sessions removing the protections that tell schools they have to take trans kid’s seriously and not harass them or openly deny their gender identity in service to harassment.

I mean, it’s awful. Like, that ruling was largely the only thing in place at some places to allow a student to have their real gender respected by administration, use public facilities instead of holding it in all day*, not be dead-named in front of the entire class and thus signalled to every bully that you’re an open target, and in general just stopping treating trans kids unfairly under the law, discriminating against them and increasing the amount of bullying they receive.
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My lovely kitten, one Grayson Babylon who remains be-coned, the result of recent spaying is healing nicely and is still sporting those boots resulting from shaving her front paw wrist areas for intravenous injection purposes…They make her look like a grey little fashion plate, as if she could be any more adorable.  And she seems to be healing nicely and should become cone free shortly, and is developing all the signs of a winning personality. I could not be happier camper in the New Kitten department.

Doing the math it seems that we are now just over a month into the Trump Administration…Mar a Lago on the Potomac™, a thunder-dome filled with mini-bike racing, fez be-capped midgets….Shriners!  That’s who I am thinking of, the template for this tableau, because I have seen the mini-motor bike act at the state fair and remember wondering “why the effin Ef!!!” then seeing the kids smiling and realizing that this schmaltz on display was for them, while the Shriners were up to raising money for a world renowned Childrens Hospital up Indianapolis way. One that may even have their name on it.

So I guess the reason a cute kitten and fez wearing monkeys on motorcycle acts come to mind in what might appear a rambling Provider-style meander to who knows where and to what end, The kitten and the administration newly placed into power seem to possess about the same level of maturity, and it will not be long before the kitten, not yet a cat will leave Donald and his minion-ettes in her rear view mirror maturity wise. Of course, while I have yet to come across the thing myself, I am nearly certain that a countdown timer in a basement somewhere is running and that by the time it hits the zero mark, our imperious leader will likely be lurching toward impeachment or have figured out away to awol out the rest of his term from Mara Lago and letting Granny Starver and Box turtle run the show in his stead. Which might not be the worst of options, Which, of course, could just me, being tired as hell looking for a decent nights sleep…

No information about the ingredients was available (though they are surely awesome). Rachel’s can be found in the Rue du Pont aux Choux in Paris (bien sûr!).

Fear of a Trans Planet Redux

Natasha Vargas-Cooper, American Conservative (yeah, for reals):
Womanhood Redefined

Let’s be frank, Trump is a monster.

An open traitor to America who slipped through on one of the most stolen technicality elections to ever exist and has done everything he can to hurt people and prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that the law will never apply to rich white guys.

But one of the most monstrous aspects of him has been his effects among the bigots. We’ve had a growing nazi problem for awhile as neo-nazi groups have used things like Reddit and 4chan to recruit new members and radicalize angry white men clamoring for a new Apartheid that’ll shut up the existence of anyone not white or male.

But Trump normalized them. Made them a key part of his campaign, gave them support, made those messages one of the two major party positions. And so now, we have a dual problem.

One is that Republicans are natural authoritarians and the media is cowardly. Meaning, many Republicans who would under normal circumstances see things like outright swastikas as something they wouldn’t openly support are now being radicalized into full-blown anti-semitic conspiracy theories and open calls for genocide as if it’s all a game. And the media trained for years to present everything as “two sides and the truth is in the middle, otherwise we’ll be accused of bias” are ill-equipped to handle when one of the “mainstream views” is open fascism and the active elimination of certain people from America. Which is why they normalized his hate speech in the first place.

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