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Tuesday, April 15, 2025

Let Them Eat Space

MoonI am a feminist.  I believe in equality.  I believe in opportunities and rights across every place on the spectrum.  I believe in supporting my sisters.

But I also believe in calling bullshit out when I see it.  No matter who is knee deep in the manure.

Yesterday's really expensive photo op of the six women in lapis lazuli blue jumpsuits going into space for ten minutes was the literal height of hubris, tone deafness, and yes, bullshit.  That it occurred in a Jeff Bezos phallus shaped rocket only makes it worse.

We are, as a country, in some of the deepest shit to date.  Helmed by a sundowning, fascism loving dicktator, retirement accounts being drained, innocent people being kidnapped off the streets and deported, people being shipped to concentration camp level prisons by mistake, prices climbing, recession around the corner, people losing their jobs for no reasons other than Musk couldn't get laid in high school, and complete support systems being ripped from society - we are in dire straits.

Billionaires like Bezos could be doing so much to help.  From basics like paying some actual goddamned taxes to using even a small percentage of the interest on his money to help fight poverty, disease, homelessness - he could be doing so much for the greater good.  Instead, like Musk, he is intent on using his money for showy displays like yesterday's rocket launch filled with stunt casting - Gayle King?  Katy Perry?  His future wife?

And the PR constantly referring to them as a crew?  Give me a goddamned break.  They were passengers who get to fly up to the edge of space and then safely come back down.  That's it, that's all.  In today's parlance, they were, to be generous, a squad.  No different than a group of pals going to Cabo for a bridal weekend or a bunch of tech bros hitting an after hours strip club.

Calling them a crew, referring to them as astronauts, does a complete disservice to those who are actual astronauts.  Who train their entire adult lives to be chosen for an actual mission in which something scientific is being undertaken.  And worse? 

“It’s an important moment for the future of commercial space travel and for humanity in general and for women all around,” said Katy Perry.

Is it, Katy?  Was it cool?  I'm sure it was.  But this does nothing for women.  In fact women have been the biggest critics of this vanity photo op since it happened.  Female astronauts have been around since the 60s, doing actual work, advancing space flight and exploration, earning respect and opportunities.

THIS was nothing but another monumental waste of funds that advanced nothing.  It was the epitome of what one does when they have so much money they don't really know what to do with it anymore, and when they are so out of touch that helping others never even enters their brain space.  They exist in an orbit where they are insulated from the realities of actual life.  You know, the life where every penny must be weighed before being spent; the life where people constantly make choices between gas, food, and medicine; the life where healthcare is out of reach and bankruptcy is always ever present; the life where crowds are not cheering us and paying to see us perform; the life where we water down our shampoo bottles to make them last longer; the life where we cannot write a million dollar check to curry favor with the Orange Overlord.

With everything that is going on everywhere, this was an absolute Marie Antoinette moment.  Out of touch, tone deaf, so up their own asses about getting to go on what is basically an expensive theme park ride - that none of them seem to understand why they are being criticized.

Ugh

With the access so many of these women have to microphones, to the public, to the ears of those in charge - they could have done something important, profound, meaningful.  Like make a statement about Kilmar Abrego Garcia, the innocent man caught in an "administrative error" turned actual nightmare.  Or hold up a poster championing a woman's right to choose.  Or instead of squealing for ten minutes, shout out loud about children who have been brutally murdered in Gaza, Ukraine.  DO. SOMETHING. THAT. MATTERS.  MAKE. GOOD. TROUBLE.

Instead, Perry held up her latest set list and promoted her upcoming concerts.  Uh, Houston, we have a fucking problem.

This is space tourism, yes, but it is also vapid exhibitionism.  Those who have gone up, be it on a Bezos, Musk, or Russian vehicle, are not exactly the common man.  They pay heavily for the privilege.  And that's fine.  It's their money - heli-ski, yacht all around the Mediterranean, and sure, go up in a rocket ship for a few minutes.  But don't try to sell it as anything but what it is - privileged, pay-to-play consumerism.   

Billionaire tech entrepreneur Jared Isaacman, SpaceX’s first client to fly, has launched twice and performed the first private spacewalk.  He’s now set to become NASA’s next administrator if confirmed by the Senate.  Because he's rich.

Another billionaire. Just what we need.  Money is not a job qualification for the average Joe and Jane trying to get by on minimum wage, but enough of it magically makes you qualified to participate in our new form of government.

I'm glad the women had a great time.  But taking two people with actual science bona fides (Aisha Bowe, formerly of NASA, and scientist Amanda Nguyen) up with them does not obscure what that whole thing was:  crass indulgence trying to sell itself as meaningful, inspirational, aspirational.

And for the record, I don't think Amanda (who is a brand ambassador for elf) did any favors by saying this in interviews:  "Will my eyelash glue stick?"  (Amanda is a sexual assault survivor and founder of Rise, a nonprofit organization that works to protect gender-based violence survivors.  I personally find that more inspiring than eyelash glue and knowing what cosmetics she packed for a ten minute joyride.)

Sorry, but I'll save being inspired for women like Valentina Tereshkova (first woman in space - three days), Svetlana Savitskaya (first woman to walk in space), Sally Ride (first American woman in space), Shannon Lucid (first woman to fly on a space station), Millie Hughes-Filford (first female payload specialist), Eileen Collins (first female shuttle pilot and commander), Christa McAuliffe (would have been the first private citizen in space - trained extensively after being chosen - died in Challenger disaster) and on and on.

The women yesterday don't get it.  In ten minutes they reconfirmed in the minds of so many what so many think about women to begin with - squealy, vapid, unserious, and worried about our eyelash glue.

Vapid
But hey, the memes will live forever.  So there's that.

Posted on Tuesday, April 15, 2025 at 01:47 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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Thursday, March 27, 2025

One More Time For The Cheap Seats: What Will It Take?

QmarkIt's a question I have put forth repeatedly through the years as we have endured the abject stupidity, avarice, and behavior typically ascribed to a spoiled middle school mean girl that define Trump.

Watching as he has belittled and mocked the handicapped.  As he openly disparaged Gold Star families, Vietnam vets who survived being POWs - broken in body, but not in spirit, like John McCain.  I asked then, what will it take?

He referred to fallen soldiers as "losers" and "suckers" - STOP saying it was fake news.  It has been repeatedly corroborated by those who worked with him - like John Kelly, his former Chief of Staff.

What will it take to open the eyes of the MAGAverse inhabitants; to acknowledge that he was not a man to be elevated to our nation's highest office.  Hell, to feel a teensy bit of shame for what they cheer?

It wasn't the Grab 'Em By The Pussy tape - Trump in his  own voice, his own words, bragging about his penchant for sexually assaulting women simply because he can.  It would have buried any other campaign.  But no, you MAGAts started hand making t-shirts with arrows pointing to your nether regions, imploring your jellybean hued Jesus to grab yours.

Stealing children from their parents at the border, so many still not reunited.  That did not even slow you down.  Those people are brown, ergo, in your world, they are not human anyway.  That inability to see your own child in the ones torn from their parents, sent to camps alone, so many sexually assaulted, frightened, traumatized.  CHILDREN.  Yet nothing from you.  So comfy are you on your cul-de-sac or in your McMansion or double wide that you never need to fear anything like that happening to you or yours, so fuck the brown people.  Sorry, illegals - don't think we don't notice how you choose verbiage that dehumanizes at every turn.

Trump maskAnd COVID.  JFC on a bike - you all know people who got it, died from it.  WE. ALL. DO.  His ham fisted, ignore-it-and-it-will-go-away handling of a massive global health crisis cost this nation over one million of her citizens.  He blackmailed governors who desperately needed supplies - kiss up or watch your people suffer.  He contracted it - right in front of you - and would have died (not exactly the picture of hale and hearty to begin with, fuck your make believe flags) had he not had access to doctors and medications out of the reach of you and me.  He then wore masks in front of you, got "the jab" - all the while encouraging you to stay stupid and belligerent and rub up against each other at doorknob licking parties. 

MAGAts, just like you, gasping for air in ICUs, begging for the vaccine.  Being told, "sorry, too late, here's an ipad to wheeze goodbye to your kin."  This happened and was reported over and over and over.  And all you could do was triple down, scream FAKE NEWS!, and throw another shitfit at the entrance of whatever store told you to GTFO without a mask.

What will it take?  Not a million dead men, women, and children, obviously.

He spent an entire term flouting every standard, convention, norm, rule, and law he rubbed up against.  Zero regard, zero concern.  From him or you.  And when he lost the election, you were so easy to manipulate with lies about it being stolen from him.  Forget that every court case was lost or thrown out because there was no fraud.  Well, there were a couple instances here and there - voter fraud BY REPUBLLICANS, but nothing to support their never ending litany of lies to you.  No matter.  You were told to "stand back and stand by."  Which led to...

January 6, 2021.  One of the most shameful days in this nation's history.  Hordes of you descended on DC and then stormed the Capitol building like Whitewalkers at the Wall.  All to thwart the proceedings of Congress in certifying the election results that did not go in favor of your petulant toddler-in-chief.  You injured and ultimately killed police officers.  You smeared shit on the walls, destroyed artwork, trespassed into offices, screamed "Hang Mike Pence!"

ShamanThe world watched.  If you weren't on the ground, YOU watched at home, at work.  And even that violent, vomitous transgression against patriotism, law, the very foundations of this democratic republic were not enough to make you even question your loyalty oath to HIM.  Suddenly, it was a "day of love."  Then it was a "peaceful tour inside."  Then, when that bullshit wasn't sticking nearly as well as the QAnon Shaman's literal shit did to the walls of the Capitol, you switched gears to blaming Democrats.  It is the most pathetic and predictable fallback you all have.   

Evidence against Trump?  You concoct some sinister Deep State.  Tens of thousands attend an Obama, Hillary or Kamala campaign event?  Soros funded or AI.  January 6 criminals?  ALL Democrat plants to make Daddy Trump look bad.  Seriously, so fucking pathetic.

What will it take?

During the last campaign he was literally found guilty on 34 FELONIES.  And all you can still do is cry that the world is against him, that the charges were bogus, that he was set up, framed, persecuted.  No, dummies.  He was PROSECUTED.  A grand jury indicted him after reviewing the evidence.  He was given a trial, a jury of his peers - well, let's be honest, he does not consider anyone to be his peer, especially those poor people in the jury box.  Nonetheless, those jury members - Dems and GOPers - found him guilty on all 34 felony counts.

Was that enough?  Nope.  No introspection.  No second guessing your support of him.  Nothing.  Just unending caterwauling about how unfair, biased, corrupt everything is against poor, wittle Donald von Shitshimselfdaily.

And on went the campaign.  Meagerly.  No big rallies.  He couldn't be bothered.  Or maybe you couldn't.  Either way, no matter, he had Elon Musk and $250 million on his side.  And what is each day being revealed to be serious anomalies in vote tallying.  

His every campaign promise centered around hurting other people.  Mass deportations.  Transgender people.  Obliterating agencies that insure your baby's formula is safe, that public health is monitored and guarded, that grandma's social security check shows up each month.  He said every quiet part OUT LOUD, yet you ignored it all.  Surely he didn't mean it would extend to YOU.

Inauguration Day came and who stood proudly beside him?  You?  A coalition of MAGAts?  No.  Billionaires.  Musk, Bezos, Zuckerberg, Brin, Cook, Adelson, Murdoch, etc - billionaires worth a combined 1.35 TRILLION assembled like some alt-universe Marvel villain collective. 

Billionaires

BILLIONAIRES, dumbass.  That's who he serves.  Not you, Cletus.  Not you and your friends down at the Applebee's bar.

Did that get your attention?  Give you pause?

<insert cry laughing emoji>

Suddenly, every shitful thing we warned you about, begged you consider started to come to pass.

He installed Musk and his made up treehouse called DOGE and they set to raping every piece of personal, private information about all of us.  Banking info, social security numbers, everything.  Trump sanctions it all.  Eliminating agencies that exist to help keep people alive the world over.  Pulling grant funding that helps you, me, everyone.  Just one big raw dogging of every agency - summarily firing thousands of employees only to say "Oopsy!" and realize we actually need people who monitor our nukes, keep our planes from constantly crashing.  

Trump is scattering tariffs like a drunk spraying his dick everywhere in a 70s porn movie house.  No one is safe.  The economy is failing.  Your retirement accounts are falling.  Safety net programs like Medicare, Medicaid, Meals On Wheels - all being broken.  Social Security is being systematically torn down from inside.

Don't sit there and act like none of this touches you.  We know exactly how much Red States take, how many MAGAts rely on social safety nets to survive.

Will that get your attention?

Rhetorical question.

SignalgateSo how about this?  The current national security nightmare-fiasco-dumpster fire that is the Signal text group headed up by Pete Kegseth that had no compunction at all about using an app to share classified information - right down to weather reports and bombing times - with a group that - OOPS! - included an Atlantic reporter who had been added by national security advisor Mike Waltz.  This is huge, this is serious, this is YOUR national security that this inept, unserious, unqualified group of miscreants and emoji cowboys is playing fast and loose with.

Will this finally open your eyes?

You gleefully supported over 33 hearings on Benghazi, not caring one whit how your tax dollars were being squandered on a "witchhunt" in which your own party could find no wrongdoing on Hillary's part.  Will you insist on heads rolling, accountability, an honest to God investigation into this?  Or will you do what every GOPer is doing in DC - spinning, pointing fingers, obfuscating.

During his first term Trump ordered an ill-conceived, bravado laden raid over dinner at Mar-a-Lago resulting in women, children, and a Navy SEAL being killed, and you looked away.  He was 600 seconds from starting a war with Iran as a distraction.  Planes were in the air.  Yet, you did not care.

Will that be your posture this time?  

"Her emails!  Her server!  Security!!!!!"  <----There's a popular one from the 2016 campaign trail.  Yet you were as quiet as a ward of coma patients as his administration used/uses private email servers, he still openly conducts the business of national security over dinner at his "winter White House," invites Mar-a-Lago members to sit in on cabinet interviews, and he hid classified documents in the bathroom.  And his clown car of national security buffoons are all using SIGNAL.  Not only is it unsecured, it flouts every requirement to keep and archive all communications.

So what will it take?  THAT is a serious question.

People are literally being disappeared off the streets of this nation for the crime of having tattoos.  Swept up, sent to a violent foreign country and imprisoned.  Don't believe me?  READ.  "You're here because of your tattoos."

Will that do it?

Will you have to see your own grandparents starve to death as Meals On Wheels evaporates?  Will Putin have to be caught with his tongue in Trump's mouth and his hand down his trousers for you to stop with the "fake news" bullshit?  Sorry, but just because news doesn't make your head feel good or your pee pee hard does not make it fake.  Will your child have to die in front of you because your healthcare disintegrated?  

What will it take for you to finally admit that you were lied to, vote grifted, used?  

BootIs the taste of his boots that delicious that you refuse to look up?  Is your patriotism that cheap, that meaningless, that hollow?  Is it still that satisfying to see liberals frightened about what is happening?  Is your callow, unChristian behavior that much fun to you?  Has laughing at other people in pain become an addiction, your funtanyl??  And are you seriously still willing to continue to accept the unacceptable just because it's your guy?

I'm sorry, but if you love this country, our Constitution, and care about it's future, you cannot just beat your chest when something is done by someone on our side of the aisle.  If it is wrong for a Dem, it is wrong for a Republican.  Take any of the things I have written above - any of them - and replace the name Trump with Obama or Biden or Harris or Clinton.  You know damned well what your side would be doing, what you would be doing.  Which is why I keep asking, what will it take?

I suspect for most of you it will take a target finally being squarely placed on your back.  

Whether it is healthcare, bankruptcy, the next pandemic, social security disappearing, your deployed spouse or child being blown to bits in a war of distraction and bravado, or finally being labeled a "loser" by Trump for being poor - it will happen.

You cheered as he targeted Muslims.  Because you aren't one.  You applauded as he targeted the LGBT.  Because you aren't one.  You proudly wore your MAGA hats as he targeted Mexicans.  Because you aren't one.  You laughed as he constantly went after minorities (pssst, brown people).  Because you are not one.  You clapped like a deranged seal as he repeatedly took aim at Black Lives Matter supporters.  Because you are not one.  You blew off his obvious ridiculing of a disabled reporter.  Because you are not disabled.  

Your target is coming.  It is inevitable.  You will need something at some point - we all do - assistance, insurance, school lunches for your children when you lose your job, food stamps, housing aid, an emergency operation, and on and on.  And when you do, you will be a loser, a taker, a welfare cheat, or as Musk put it, a "member of the parasite class."

Too bad you can't eat boot straps.

You are not exempt from what he is doing, what is coming.  Your children are not safe from it.  Your job, not safe.  Your retirement, moving further and further into the distance.  Our service men and women are definitely not safe from the action and hubris of him and his cabinet of inexperienced, callow dullards.

It's time.  I'm done asking.  We're done asking.  It's your turn.  You really need to look in a mirror and finally ask yourself, "What will it take?"

Posted on Thursday, March 27, 2025 at 12:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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Tuesday, March 25, 2025

A Government of LARPers

GcorralI wasn't going to write about it.  It's out there, it's too much.  It is frightening.  It is infuriating.  Even my horoscope said to keep my fucking mouth shut today.  But Aries, amirite?  So here I am.

With this administration, on any given day of the week there is bad to spare.  It's a plethora of villainous acts.  It's a buffet spread of fuck ups large and small.  It's the Golden Corral of government and the chocolate fountain is actually just shit, constantly flowing, covering everything in its wake.

There is so much, all day, every day, it is hard to single out one issue over which to rage.

Today it could be Trump's faith stealer healer, and God's own Vanna WHITE, Paula White, and her latest cash grab.  Send in $1000 and she promises God will give you your own guardian angel; she promises you prosperity and that your enemies will be God's enemies; she promises you He will take your sickness away.  But wait!  If you pony up now, she'll throw in increase.  Oooooo, that sounds good, right - like Viagra for your wallet?  Sure, if you don't mind that someone has to be dispatched in order for you to increase via inheritance.  Meh.  MONEY!!!!  CHA-CHING!  And finally, the ultimate gift with purchase: she and the OG GOD will add a long life and a special blessing, just for you!

Seriously, who are the people out there stupid enough - yes STUPID - there is no kinder word for these rubes - who will actually pull out their credit cards and buy this horseshit?  I know, I know, I can picture them, too.  Red hat, Grab My Pussy shirts on the women, Daddy Trump shirts on the men, gold tennis shoes on them all.  We live on the edge of an economic abyss, but sure, throw what little money or credit you have to the wind.  What have you got to lose?  I mean, besides what little money or credit you have left.

PrisonersMy hair is already on fire about the innocent people literally being disappeared by this venal collection of ghouls.  If anything, I am still openmouthed over what is taking place, what has occurred already.  Swept up.  No legal reason or even cursory checking.  Tattoo?  Get on the plane.  No due process.  And certainly no humanity considered.  AT ALL.  And the story of what actress Jasmine Mooney endured for two weeks - and let's be honest, would still be enduring had she not had people on the outside with access to the media - when she was merely attempting to bring her visa application to border patrol in San Ysidro.  She, too, disappeared into vans, cells, living hell.

Think about that one.  Someone you love.  A friend.  A neighbor.  A spouse.  Your child.  Suddenly just gone, girl.  Poof.  This is not imagination run wild, this is actually happening.  Spend 20 seconds online and you will find endless reels and videos from legal professionals advising those with upcoming international travel to use a burner phone.  To wipe their social media.  To set an incredibly hard password on their devices.  To turn off facial recognition as password.

Why?  Because devices are being taken by customs agents and searched, hooked to other devices, swept for indicators that you have spoken harshly about Dear Leader or any of the things he holds most dear.  I head to Greece next week.  Which means I will be re-entering my own country a week later.  And while my passport and citizenship should be enough, I cannot tell you it will be.  No one can.  What this administration has sanctioned and unleashed is only going to get worse, the net only going to get wider.

VivianOne bright spot this week has been Vivian Jenna Wilson - one of Elon's Musk's children - the one he disowned for being transgender.  That girl has zero fucks to give when it comes to him.  And I'm here for it.  All his billions can't keep her from calling him what he is - the least of which is "cringe" and a "pathetic man-child".  And let's face it, he's not a father.  He's a pompous, ketamine addicted clown who bogarts other people's genius and packages it as his own.  He's someone who throws his sperm around like confetti (what is it up to now?  14 children out there? Mmmmm, family values) because he thinks he is the Michael Jordan of donors.  <insert barf emoji>

Barf

But the biggest thing that has been happening is the Signal chat seen round the world.  That's why I'm here today.  

If nothing up to now has shown the entire world - you, too, MAGAts - what a complete farcical shitshow is this collection of idiots, How Trump went on TEMU and ordered "government", this has to be it.  

Comic conWith all due respect to the actual ComicCon, this entire administration is one big LARPing convention.  Nothing but cosplayers who all front main character energy,  but who are far from the roles in which they have been cast.  They are playing pretend.  And that's fine over a weekend in Los Angeles where there are a hundreds of people dressed like Ninja Turtle characters or Marvel's latest.  But we're talking about our fucking government, our national security, the people who are supposed to lead this nation for ALL OF US.

In what has been described as the "highest level of fuckup imaginable" (Thank you, Pete Buttegieg), those with the highest security clearances were found to be communicating on an unsecured messaging app (Signal).  Pete Kegsbreath, the ultimate DUI hire, JD Vance, Tulsi Gabbard, Marco Rubio, National Security Advisor Michael Waltz, and others including the editor in chief of The Atlantic, Jeffrey Goldberg - a Signal group chat that found them sharing classified information, including them using it to coordinate strikes on the Houthi group in Yemen.

This is major.  This is fucking up in a whole other stratosphere reachable only by one of Musk's rocketships.  If they didn't continually blow up in your face.  LIKE THIS UNSECURED SECURITY NIGHTMARE.

Spacex

(Actual photo of Tulsi Gabbard's head exploding while being questioned in today's Senate Intelligence hearing)

These are not serious people.  These are people who love power, sucked up to the orange anus, and were given costumes and titles for their loyalty.  THEY. ARE. LARPING.  Live action role playing.  They have literally no idea what they are doing, what they are supposed to be doing, other than making transgender people live in abject fear, and stealing Greenland for Putin.

And MAGAts, is all this still worth makin’ libruls cry? Everything you purport to hold dear - the military, family, this nation - all are being ruined, cornholed into oblivion by your need to hurt other people. The irony is the people being hurt worst and first are YOU. The dumbest, poorest, least equipped to hang in there are on the chopping block. Look, it’s ok to not know something, to not understand issues, complex or otherwise. No one knows everything. But the people who are placed in positions of power, of gravity, of security should know what they are doing. How their words, their actions bleed into every other word and action all across the globe. But this is what you bleated for, what you wanted. You wanted to make the smart people deeply uncomfortable, to make the brown people squirm, to make libruls cry.

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And not for nothing here, but that Nazi tattooed, abusive, rapist piece of shit, hair gel and vodka has the audacity to question the integrity and mental stability of transgender people who serve?  Say that they are undisciplined.  That they cannot uphold the rigorous standards of military service?  Put the bottle down and GTFO, Pete.  No transgender person has put our national security and the lives of our military members at risk.  (Or shown up at the 911 Memorial dressed like it's spring break in Cabo.)  That would be you and your collection of middle school mentality halfwits.  Seriously, 7th graders can protect their texts from their parents better than you can from THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD.   

LARPERS. 

Holiday innThese people do their backass version of Disneybounding everyday.  For the uneducated, Disneybounding is a form of cosplay where you use your own clothes and accessories to create an outfit inspired by a Disney character, movie, or attraction.  These jackasses wear suits, ties, throw on some glasses to look smart.  They make sure their spray tans are on point for the Kleig lights when they talk to FOX every.fucking.day.  Their hair looks kempt, their nails cleans, the lipstick off their teeth.  They look like they could be responsible, thoughtful, intelligent, capable.  But I could look like a surgeon if I put on scrubs and a mask.  That doesn't mean I know fuck all about cutting you open.  My knowledge is what I have gleaned from ER binging and my newfound love for The Pitt.  But in Trump's cosplay arena I guess I qualify to shout, "Charging to 300!  CLEAR!" and then watching you ride the lightning.

Not surprisingly, Republicans - who all screamed themselves hoarse over Hillary's server - are spinning in circles to downplay this dangerous and egregious breach of our national security.  Had this happened under Obama?  Biden?  They would have torn down the Capitol by now.  OK, fine, tried again to tear down the Capitol.  And think about it.  If this happened by inept accident, what is happening that we know nothing about?

We are in seriously uncharted territory being led by a bunch of buffoonish cartoon characters.  And the fallout will not be funny.  No one is going to laugh when our service members die from this level of breach; no one is going to be kneeslapping when they finally pulverize Social Security and Medicaid/care; no one is going to giggle uncontrollably when their college student son or daughter is swept up and shipped to a Venezuelan prison for the crime of exercising their right to protest.  

Nero fiddled.  Trump golfs.  The end result will be the same.  The world, our world, is beginning to burn down as a bunch of inexperienced, racist, staggeringly stupid fuckwits play pretend.

I wonder if we can get a group deal on Luigi costumes on TEMU...

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Wednesday, March 19, 2025

It's Still In There

BallTwo weeks ago tomorrow, I snuck away to spend time with my sister.  We planned it back in January.  We planned it knowing that by March things would be bad around here, here being ~ looks around gestures wildly ~.

We weren't prognosticating.  We didn't have some truly Magic 8 Ball.  We didn't flip some Tarot cards for interpretation.

Like you, we just knew.

Hell, anyone with functioning gray matter knew.

And regardless of how satisfying it has been to watch all the fuck arounders enter the finding out stage, the collateral damage of their ignorance, and the speed of it all, has been sobering.

So we snuck off to be not sober(ing).  For me it was to spend time with the person I consider my safe place - her.  It was to enter into the Lester Bangs line from Almost Famous:

“The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you're uncool.”

AngryThis world is increasingly bankrupt, hostile, threatening.  There is no debating that fact.  We have been bought and sold as a nation, our very underpinnings ripped out, our private information splayed out like financial porn, and our leaders, well, not leading.  We are emotional, we are frightened, we are depressed, and we are, to the deepest levels, angrier than most of us have ever experienced in our lives.

It's unhealthy.  It just is.  I feel it.  All. The. Time.  The rage, the hate, the fear for those I love, for those I don't even know.  It never goes away.  It creeps into dreams; it interrupts my morning coffee; it dilutes things I usually enjoy; it makes laughter a scarce commodity; it keeps my heart in a constant vise.

Vise

Like you, I worry about the literal health of my loved ones.  Especially of my oldest loved one, my brother-in-law, and my youngest loved one, my granddaughter.  They are separated by 78 years, yet threatened by the same viruses that could sweep them away - currently they both are fighting influenza A.  

(PSA:  GET A DAMNED FLU SHOT, PEOPLE. MITIGATE WHAT YOU CAN.)

As the mother of a transgender person, I do not know a single moment's peace.  NOT. A. ONE.  The target placed on my child's back by this government is unforgiveable.  The way they have whipped their ignorant hordes into a state of trans panic is so very dangerous.  My son works from home, and I am glad.  That I have asked him to basically Anne Frank himself and keep his footprint as small as possible?  It's wrong, but it's necessary.

DollarMy husband would like to finally retire, but is afraid to pull that trigger because of all the unknowns.  We removed ourselves from the stock market just before it all went to shit, and in a normal world, one where an election was not fucked with by a ketamine addict with money, he may very well have stopped working by now.  But the best laid plans, huh?

Every morning I wake to see if Genghis Con has succumbed to Big Mac poisoning.  Admit it, so do you.

Again, this constant feeling of dread, hanging over everyone like a shroud, is suffocating, soul destroying, and I'll use the word again, unhealthy.

Which brings me back to my sister and our escape for a few days.  

LesterShe lets me share.  She lets me entertain.  She lets me be uncool, Lester. 

Now, I know she'll read this and probably disagree with my referring to myself as uncool, mutual admiration society and all, but still.  Uncool.

One simply must be uncool to undertake what I have long considered part of my life's work.  You see, since we were young, I make her laugh.  Not just in a passive hahaha way.  But in a way that disrupts her ability to breathe, eat, speak.  Basically, it makes her face leak.  Tears, snot, whatever she was trying to chew.

We all have a gift in this world, and that is mine.  Uncool jester.

So away we went.  To our favorite place, a ship built by a mouse, to float away from all THIS.

EmojiFor five days and four nights we hid from the world.  We shared.  We ate.  We drank.  We met up with cast members who have long become family and who openly share their lives with us.  And we laughed.  My God, did we laugh.  

And it felt great.  But it also felt foreign.  Both of us realizing how long it has been since we felt light, happy, in the moment.  How we, like you, have been in survival mode.  Living a literal fight or flight response that will not let up.

She let me be uncool.  She indulged my storytelling abilities, losing gallons of laughter induced tears and eyeliner in the process.  (Kim, you're still beautiful even with a charcoal trail snaking its way towards your nostrils...)

Uncool - a tale about a still uncooperative toenail - injured almost three years ago when I dropped a bookcase upon it - so committed to giving me false hope as it grows out just to go all Nsync and sing Byebyebye over and over and over.  

Toenail SkidUncool.  A long soliloquy about all the Tik Toks of men bragging how they shit their pants because #realmenshittheirpants.  NO.  Real men learn early on to wipe until the Charmin is clear, and to never, ever trust a fart.  The only place skidmarks should be found are on the road from avoiding a deer, not in your Hanes because you avoided your own escape hatch.  How these same full sized BOYS who proudly create fecal autopsies in their underwear, or brag about not cleaning up their cracks in the shower because GAY, are the same ones who then climb on their Tik Tok ponies and ride into the manosphere sunset whining about women not going down on them.  Do the fucking math, guys.  The distance between your swamp ass and your dick?  Measure it, you know you have a tape measure.

Uncool.  Sharing the frustration over my ability to turn into a menopausal thermal strobe light every night.  To go from sleeping to pulsing nightclub in hell back to freezing in one minute's time.  How my poor husband dresses like he's sleeping at Base Camp on Everest every night to indulge my need for subZ temps and a ceiling fan on high.

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On and on, un and un.  We laughed about everything and nothing.  We walked on the beach sharing childhood stories about our different styles of competitiveness.  Her?  Tetherball, foursquare, kickball.  Mine?  Eating Twinkies and winning the spelling bee.  She was tall and lithe.  I was short and round.  You go with your strengths.

I lost track of how many times during those days that I just stopped and thanked her for making the time for the getaway.  How I was enjoying having literal spans where I was not completely consumed with this national hellscape, where I was finally just in the moment.  She echoed the same sentiments.  Our minds and hearts, like this beach, totally fascist free, if only for a while.

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Like all great things, it was over too soon.  But as we hugged at the airport and she walked into the terminal, all those uncool moments of sharing such pure currency coalesced into a single thought:  It's still in there.  

Laughter.  Still in there.  Joy.  Still in there.  Hope.  Still in there.  Lightness.  Still in there.

I have not lost it.  You have not lost it.  It's just been getting buried under a torrent of relentless breaking news and dread.  And it's why I have been quiet around here since getting back.  I have not wanted to let go of that feeling.

Find your safe place.  Invest in your tribe.  Find the funny.  Make the funny.  Be uncool.  Bring the light forward in each other and refuse to let that light go out.

Because Orange Shitler and Felon Musk want you to feel hopeless.  They want all of us to give up, to acquiesce, to submit.  Don't do it.  Do not let them near that inner real estate.  It's still in there, and it's YOURS.

Trump shitThey don't deserve it.  Not simply because they are horrible human beings.  But because you just know neither of them wipes their asses very well.

Posted on Wednesday, March 19, 2025 at 02:21 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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Tuesday, March 04, 2025

Merry FAFO

SantrumpTwas the night before fuck around and all through the nation, the MAGAts were gleeful for their celebration

The ballots were ready to be fucked by Elon, the swing states so pivotal, yet Trump was so calm.

When what to our disbelieving eyes should appear, but an electoral college spun for Leader so Dear.

And all of the promises of eggs for the peeps, poofed away quickly as Project two oh two five made its creep.

More rapid than cheese in an intolerant colon, came unelected fuckbois led by NazElon.

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Now pulling the strings of our systems all, was Doge, Musk and some incel twerp named Big Ballz

Now Hegseth! Now JD! Now Gabbard and Johnson! On Fox News! On Tucker! On OAN and Rogan!

Aid for the starving, healthcare for the poor, cut all those programs, they are such a bore!

Kill all the vets, the olds and the poor, dash away, dash all their help out the door!

As dry skin that mottles all spray tan so badly, and leaves all white shirts looking shit stained and shabby.

Unaltered

He appeared as a cur from his head to his foot, his clothes were all ruined by bronzer ill put.

A bundle of Big Macs he had stuffed in his sack, and he looked like an asshole while throwing them back.

His eyes were so rheumy, his make up so scary, his cheeks oh so sunken, his ear holes so hairy.

His butthole like mouth was pursed tight as a drum, and his croquembouche hair was so laughably spun.

He had a gross face and a belly so FUPA-ed, his suit was so large to hide diapers he poopa-ed.

He was obese and old, a quite rancid old elf, and the globe did laugh at him, could not help itself.

Down to Mar-a-Lago the airplane it flew, to piss away more tax dollars on a golf round or two.

And then, in a breaking news story I saw, the Oval Office state visit turn into a brawl.

Marco disassociated, JD fucked the couch, Trump was a bully, Zelensky walked out.

Rubio

Bird flu is mutating, measles on the prowl, RFK Jr’s brainworm says vaccines are foul.

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The stock market is crashing, tariffs now abound, and tonight’s State of the Union will be more lies from this clown.

But the truth won’t be hidden, as cuts become clear, we all tried to warn you what you had to fear.

Gone will be grandma, your retirement stolen, all you’ll have left are those Trump shoes so golden.

But MAGAts will cheer, till the pain creeps their way, merry Find Out to all, cause you voted this way.

Maga claus

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Friday, February 28, 2025

Sitzfleisch: That Orange Ass vs My Inner Fortitude

WordsOnce upon a time a word o' the day began showing up uninvited into my gmail.  But as I love words and their power to move, elicit emotion, enrich, it soon became an email I looked forward to finding.  After all learning should never stop, whether it's a word a day toilet paper, a raunchfest Harlequin, or a think piece where you have to stop, ponder, or go looking for how to pronounce/define a used word.

This morning I found this waiting for me:

Sitzfleisch

German, late 19th century.  Noun.

Definition number 1:  buttocks

Definition number 2: staying power; inner fortitude

And there it was, crystallized in an instant.  A word to sum up my current state of being.

HyenasThat constant swirl inside my head, my heart - The gargantuan ass that is Trump vs the immeasurable fortitude I have to stand against him and his entire horde of ravaging hyenas.

Daily his assholeishness is on vivid display.  His glee in tearing down our entire system of government; his laissez faire attitude in handing the dismantling over to a drug addled dipshit; his open disregard for the pain his stream of executive orders are causing; and his relentless desire to surveil, hunt down, and ultimately erase entire groups of people.

ASS. 

My son is in one of those groups.  He is transgender.  He is also a taxpayer, a decent man, a loving Uncle, a fierce sibling and friend, an incredibly gifted artist, and as I have said repeatedly, the best human I have ever known.  That he happens to be my child?  I'm not religious, but I'll use the word blessed.  I am blessed.

HateBlessed by him, by my two incredible daughters, the families into which they have married, my two year old granddaughter - a light that burns so brightly she can obliterate the darkness with a smile.  I am blessed to have a circle of friends who accept me, warts and all; who did not waver when our family stepped out with our son; who listen, console, commiserate, and share.  And I am blessed to have a husband of 34 years who still loves me despite, well, me.

In the run up to the election, my fears for our son grew daily.  In truth, I am afraid all the time for him.  But the potential for all that Trump promised to bring to bear on trans people turned that fear up to 11.  When the corrupted numbers results were announced, well, if fear were a sound, it was turned to a level only dogs can now hear.  

How quickly he and his goon squad of bigots have moved to remove my son's very existence from government websites, threaten his civil rights and equal protections, cast him into some limbo between who he knows he is and who they insist he is - it's hard to put into words.

HatredI hate.  I admit it.  And I have never been one to hate.  Dislike, sure.  Write off?  Absolutely.  But hate?  The kind where you actively wish demise on someone?  This is new for me.  Like a plane afraid to land in this hellsite called America, I find myself mentally circling, spinning, in a holding pattern of revulsion, abject fear, and all consuming violent thoughts.  It is exhausting.  And I know it's not healthy.

(Again, I state I am NOT threatening anyone, but I will not lie and say I don't sit up at night and envision their ends.)

Yin yangI finally mentioned this to my husband a couple nights ago.  He admitted to also existing in the same airspace headspace.  That is disturbing to me because in our relationship, I am the fire sign, the one who charges forward, is fearless, is moved to anger easily, and he, as a water sign, the one who tamps down my emotional infernos, my kneejerk reactions, extinguishes my worst impulses.  We create a sort of steam producing yin yang.  As disturbing as it was to hear him, it was also comforting to know I am not in my hell alone.

Which, of course I'm not alone, especially when it comes to our child.  This is a father who knows his child's entire life and why it all came together and made complete sense when he came out to us.  Why his response to that coming out was "Happy and alive.  That's all I need for my children."

So I know that despite his fears, his sitzfleisch matches mine.  

As does his anger at seeing the tsunami coming for our son.  

Two days ago, DHS - Department of Homeland Security - quietly amended their manual.  Previously, they were forbid from surveilling people based solely on their ethnicity, race, gender, religion, sexual orientation, gender identity, country of birth, nationality, or disability.

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Which, of course, those all make sense, right?  None of those are inherently dangerous or terroristic or even suspect on their own.  Does being in a wheelchair preclude one from planning an attack?  Of course not.  But being in a wheelchair does not mean someone is automatically a danger to the nation. 

The manual now states they are prohibited from engaging in intelligence activity based solely on someone's race, ethnicity, sex, country of birth, nationality or disability.  Gone are sexual orientation and gender identity.  Which means now my son is considered someone they can/should surveil simply because he is transgender.  And being transgender gives them the oogies ergo my son must surely be plotting to accost the nation with HRT.

He is no threat to anyone.  A-N-Y-O-N-E.  He simply exists.  He wakes up, takes care of his pets, helps with his niece, goes to the grocery store, the movies, a concert here and there.  And fervently hopes he gets from point A to B without being threatened or harmed by YOU.  Yes, Y-O-U.  Because he must consider every single person he sees as a threat, even in his solidly blue state.  Think about that.  Not just you MAGAts, whose entire lifeblood is about rooting out the other.  But you, too - the ally, the neighbor, the open hearted people who would step in to protect him.  He does not know that, and you look the same as the ones who would not think twice about violence against him. 

It's like saying "not all men".  Yes, we women know it's not all men who are rapey, cringey sex pests.  But we can't tell by looking, so we move through life on constant guard against "all men".

HegsethAgain, my son is a stand up guy, a decent citizen, someone who helps, is kind.  Yet, were he currently in the military, he would be one of the 15,000 who are about to be kicked out because DUI DEI hire Hegseth believes transgender people are mentally deficient and could not possibly be patriotic and trustworthy.  Says the guy with the Nazi bodyart, history of raping women, and whose only qualification for his current position was being seen on TV by Trump.

Transgender people here in the states who are applying for a passport can no longer be issued one reflecting their gender identity.  Same for renewing a passport.  It doesn't matter if my son's current passport reflects M, were he to need to renew it?  It would be returned to him with an F.  Transgender people the world over are now being denied visas to come to the United States.  

That one is laughable.  In a vile, laugh-or-you-will-cry way.  So intent on demonizing transgender people as some sort of scary deviants who lurk in every bathroom just waiting to accost women, the government has banned them from getting visas to visit here.  But yesterday, in a truly heinous, in-your-face display of disregard for any woman's safety, Andrew Tate and his equally repulsive rapist brother Tristan flew to Florida on a private jet, after the Trump administration strong armed Romania into lifting the travel ban on the two as the very real rape and human trafficking charges they face move forward.  Wasn't it Trump who has repeatedly said, '"They're emptying the prisons and bringing rapists into our country."?

Just a coincidence, too, that the rapist-in-chief will be in residence at Mar-a-Lago this weekend.  All that teeny pp energy in one place...

TateBut I digress...

The belief that they can simply erase my son is astounding.  It's as ridiculous and impossible as if I declared, "This country no longer has fat, orange fucks who smell like piss and Big Macs."  POOF.  Oh, were it that easy to make him go away.

But pander they must and this is one they promised their Christ lovin' followers.  Get rid of the brown people!  Get rid of the drag queens!  Get rid of the DEI!  Get rid of transgender people and don't let them kick soccer balls!

Small aside here - You Christians - You openly hate. You openly ridicule. You laugh out loud at other human beings in distress. You cheer as small children are taken from their parents or parents are taken from their children. You laud a man who was heard on tape bragging about grabbing women by the pussy. You exalt a convicted felon. 

Golden statueYet his tweeting out an AI video of his plans for Gaza, complete with three story golden statue of himself, is what your hair is now inflamed over?  This is a line too far for you Christians? It wasn't when he compared himself to Jesus?  When he put his name on and his signature in a Bible and sold it to you?  How about refusing to place his hand on the Bible when he took the oath of office?  Attacking a bishop for daring to remind him of the words of your Lord?  Any of this ring a bell? 

I’m sorry, but your indignation about this "golden calf" of yours making an idol of himself - WHICH HE HAS ALWAYS DONE - will not make up for every horrific thing you have endorsed. 

All of this, every day, every moment of every day is why I am consumed by this gnawing, dark hatred for him, for the people who prop him up.  You are all ruinous.  You are beyond redemption, salvation, illumination.  You are all sitzfleisch - the ASS kind.

But I am sitzfleisch, the power to endure and to persevere kind.  You don't get to come for my child and expect me to just step aside and let you at him.  I am a mother.  And I am a fierce one.  I promised this child my life the moment he was born.  I whispered in his tiny ear what I said to his older siblings when they were born:  I will love you and protect your forever, no matter what.  I am yours.

Mother love

SurvivorSo strap in, MAGAts, because I know I am not alone.  Not by a long shot.  All you have is a rapidly decomposing orange ass to worship.  What I have is an army of decent humans powered by the best definition of sitzfleisch.  And in the game of Survivor that has quickly taken over our nation, we will outwit, outplay, and outlast all of you.

We're not going anywhere.  Now, get the fuck off the island.

Posted on Friday, February 28, 2025 at 09:06 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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Wednesday, February 26, 2025

SNAP, Grokkle, Pop

Bend overSo it happened while most were not looking.  After all, bad things tend to take place easier under cover of darkness.

You may have been relaxing after dinner, giving the kids a bath, helping with homework.  Maybe catching up on Love Is Blind and finishing another bottle of wine.  (No judgment. Get through this hell - LIB and/or this country's decline - as you may.)  

Whatever you were doing last night, House Republicants were busy lapping at the taint of Trump and prepping their further abandonment of the people.  Passing that "big, beautiful bill" for their sundowning leader which is another step closer to a big, beautiful assfucking for the American people.

In the crosshairs?  Public security nets like Medicaid and Medicare, school lunches, SNAP, housing assistance.  "The House Republican budget resolution will set in motion the largest Medicaid cut in American history," House Minority Leader Hakeem Jeffries, D-N.Y., told reporters after the vote.

Paying attention yet, MAGAts?  

Maganomics72 million Americans are on Medicaid.  41 million rely on SNAP to help feed their families.  30 million children - you know, children - those post fetus life forms - receive school lunches to help get through the day.  5 million families receive housing assistance to keep a minimal roof over their heads.  62% of nursing home residents rely on Medicaid to cover their care.

All of these programs are on the chopping block to be shaved, cut, decimated in order that Trump's true loves - the rich people - may get 4.5 trillion dollars in tax cuts AGAIN.

Remember when Musk promised that there would be "hardship" as a result of proposed cuts?  And you dolts cheered?  

We get it.  By now it's obvious you people never thought he meant you would suffer.  We see you whining daily on X, Facebook, Tik Tok - gobsmacked that your benefits have disappeared already; that your jobs vaporized; screaming that you aren't a criminal as ICE comes knocking.

We warned you.  JFC, did we warn you.  Over and over and over again.  Project 2025 - you laughed and believed Knucklehead Nero when he said he didn't know anything about it.  What's happening to you now?  The entire playbook, the people around him drafting all those executive orders he signs without reading - PROJECT 2025.

As red states continue to comfortably suckle at the government teat at the expense of blue states who fund them, here are just a few SNAP (Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program - food stamps for the lay person) stats from solidly red states which think Trump hung the fucking moon.

Alabama - 752,520 residents - a full 15% of the population (1 in 7) there rely on SNAP.  More than 67% of SNAP participants are in families with children.  More than 39% are in families with members who are older adults or are disabled.  And more than 35% are in working families.

Mississippi - 384,800 Mississippi residents, or 13% of the state population (1 in 8).  Like their red brethren in Alabama, more than 67% of SNAP participants are in families with children.  More than 41% are in families with members who are older adults or are disabled.  And more than 26% are in working families.

Louisiana - 847,100, or 18% of the state population (1 in 5).  More than 69% of SNAP participants are in families with children.  More than 37% are in families with members who are older adults or are disabled.  And more than 35% are in working families.

Sensing a trend?  Red states already rank lowest in mortality, infant mortality, education, healthcare - yet there they are again having voted by bending over and grabbing ankles.  Only they also force their children into this posture.  So easily mesmerized by the orange man who talks like them, is racist like them, and freed them to say Merry Christmas again (thank baby Jesus!  Idiots.), they willingly voted to make their lives harder, starve their own children or kill them with measles, and insure that Granny has to move in and start leaking on the couch.

GrokThese cuts are gleefully being helmed by Elon Musk, the richest man in the world and his ridiculously named AI, Grok.  Setting AI loose in the government systems to learn and then summarily discard people and plans, while exploiting our personal information, areas like SNAP don't stand a chance.  Hunger makes no sense to an algorithm.  Algorithms don't get hungry.  Algorithms are trained to see numbers, patterns, and do what they are told.  Why do you think a product you looked at will follow you across the internet?  Or how viewing a single video of, well, anything, will insure you begin being fed a million videos of chickens dressed like babies or men cutting meat with their sharpened toenails.  (Not that I know anything about that.)

So while Grok and Musk and his soulless little incels continue to rape the systems of government that help us stay safe in the air, feed our children, protect our nation, and insure the poorest among us can still receive some level of healthcare - I have to ask you MAGAts, when will you say enough?

When will you realize you have been had?  That handing the running of this country to a self aggrandizing narcissist and his billionaire owner may not have been in the best interests of ANYONE? 

How much hardship and pain will it take before you wise up?  Before you, too, take to the streets?  Will you have to be living in the streets?  Will one of your children have to die from a preventable disease?  Will your children have to be taken from you because you can no longer provide for them?  

How about all of you protesters who held Israel and Gaza out as the ultimate purity test for Harris, voting for Trump or not voting at all?  Care to admit you fucked up?  Spectacularly?  Here's the video Trump released yesterday.  An AI of him and Bibi and Musk relaxing on the Middle East Riviera.  Is that what you envisioned for Palestinians?  To have their land bulldozed, their remaining homes razed, and these autocrats build resorts for the rich?

Hear those lyrics?  “Donald’s coming to set you free. Trump Gaza shining bright. Golden future, a brand-new light. Feast and dance. The deed is done.”  There is not a big enough barf emoji.

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And this?  “No more tunnels, no more fear, Trump Gaza is finally here!”

What in the actual fuck?  Are you happy with your breathtakingly cavalier behavior and votes?  No more tunnels, no more fear?  It's based on ethnic fucking cleansing.  I'd say that's more than a little scary.  Do you seriously think THIS would be happening under Kamala Harris?  Wake the fuck up.

In 30 days we have gone from the most solid economy in the world to a cratering.  Consumer confidence has fallen.  The United States joined countries like North Korea in not condemning Russia's invasion of Ukraine.  We are quickly on the receiving end of isolationism as other world leaders move to make Trump and this nation obsolete.  We are about to find out through serious hardship how interconnected this world actually is.  And how little the world thinks of Trump, MAGAts, and Elon Musk.

So what's next?  Well, we now move to the reconciliation portion of this bill process.  And as we simply do not have the numbers in Congress to fight what's coming, it's going to come.  The sad part is that the majority of people did not vote for this.  Whether swing states were tampered with or not - well, that ship has sailed.  But the majority voted for Harris or simply did not vote at all.  And sadly, because of that, WE are going to get what only YOU deserve, MAGAts.

See you in the bread line.

Posted on Wednesday, February 26, 2025 at 09:22 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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Sunday, February 23, 2025

Five Things I Did Last Week

FfaceSo DOGEmaster is requiring all government employees to submit a list of five things they did last week or consider themselves terminated. 

Seriously.

While I love that even Kash-Googly-Eyes-Patel basically told Sissy SpaceX to eat a bag of ketamine soaked dicks, it does open up a wonderful opportunity for all of us to communicate with the true president of these disjointed states of America.

"Please reply to this email with approx. 5 bullets of what you accomplished last week and cc your manager.”

Ahhhhh, bullets.

Bad Linda, bad Linda...  deep breath.

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As we are all viewed as little more than servants in the chainsaw wielding, sunglasses indoors, K-addled brain of Muskrat, I believe it is incumbent upon all of us to report our activities.  So have at it.

[email protected]

Dearest Fuckface Elon -

My list of accomplishments for the week ending February FUCK YOU, 2025:

  1. CrashLiquidated our entire stock market portfolio.  Yes, you Stanford failing, business hijacking buttmunch - my husband is on the cusp of retiring and we are loath to watch as you and your orange lapdoge flush our portfolio down the shitter.  Tariffs, unemployment, huge businesses like Target and Walmart being affected by we little peons and our power to NOT spend with them?  All hitting the market in the biggest, albeit wholly manufactured crash, since COVID.

  2. LoraxWorried.  A whole awful lot.  Like the Lorax, but with breasts, ovaries, and tall hair, I care a whole awful lot.  About my country, about my family, about other people's families.  I especially worry about my transgender child.  His very existence has been erased from official websites.  Seriously, the insecure petty it takes to knock LGBTQIA+ down to LGB?  As if any of us are going to go along with that any more than we are ever referring to it as the Gulf of America Trump's Fever Dream.

    You and that horse in the hospital cannot make an entire demographic simply disappear, although I am sure visions of that are how you sleep at night.  You may have scared the easily led mouthbreathers that there is a transgender hiding around every corner, in every Target bathroom, in every Sephora and Ulta waiting to accost you with eyeliner and their ICK, but the majority know you are full of shit.  My son is part of less than 1% of US citizens who are transgender.  And they don't want any part of you or your torches and pitchforks horde.
    Surgery
  3. Swear I swore.  Boy howdy.  Look, on a boring ass Tuesday afternoon, I can light up a fuck flare like nobody's business.  But now?  Fuck fuck fuckity fuck, fucker, fucked, fuckwad, fuckfool, clusterfuck, fuckhead, fuckboi, fuckfascist, facistfuck, fuckstick, fucksicle, fucknado, bumfuck, fuck knuckle, fuckwad, fuckathon (that in which we have been dragged), fuckbag, fuckfork, fuckfest, Nazi fuck, FUCK NAZIS, fuckless wonder, fuckwit, fuckola, fucked up, fucked down, fucked sideways, fucked six ways from Sunday, mindfuck, what in the french fried fucking macaroni and CHEESUS CHRIST, ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???, FUCK YOU, FUCK HIM, FUCK HIM TWICE WITH A BARREL CACTUS...

    I have sworn a lot is my point.  If I had to put a quarter in a swear jar every time?  Well, I guess that's as good as any retirement plan right now.  401KISS MY ASS, you fucking pathetic sack of plastic surgery skin filled with emeralds and K.

  4. FireI have prayed.  And I am not a praying gal, Elon.  But I have gone to sleep and woken up each day sending up my most fervent pleas to the universe and whoever runs it to plow your South African ass into the ground.  Seriously, have you Baby Jessica into an open well but no one gives a shit about getting you out and seals up the hole.  To strike you with lightning.  For you to be in one of your self driving cars and have it run off the Golden Gate bridge or straight into the bonfire at Burning Man.  For all of you to be in the Oval, save your snot nosed son, and have the aliens decide Independence Day was cool and they should do it for real.  I close my eyes at night and open them in the morning checking my news app desperately wishing for a headline that you, that fetid bag of moldering piss and Heinz ketchup, Vance, Patel, Brainworm, the cast of Project 2025, ALL. OF. YOU - are gone.  Like the Soup Nazi - you like Nazis, right?  No more soup breath for you!  

    And yes, little boy, I am allowed to wish you away all I want.  I am allowed to fantasize on any and all levels about your presence on this planet being reduced to a bad memory.  Trapped under a cascade of recently enema-ed elephant poo, your tiny genitals eaten by feral hogs, your parachute not opening as you plummet to Earth, you being in one of your shitty space capsules as it, like so many of its forebears, explodes.  But here's the best part of my fantasies.  I get to see the fear, panic, and desperation in your eyes as you realize your money means NOTHING in the face of drowning in elephant shit.  Heil, Shitler.

    Elephant


  5. Eat shitI grew more resolute.  All your machinations, Elon, all your plans and plots and thirst for more, More, MORE?  It's ultimately going to fail.  The Jenga of government is very tall.  And as you and your teen techbois continue to indiscriminately pull out pieces of it?  It's getting wobblier and wobblier.  You may have bought the election for that obese, orange crotchstain, but his Id is all about being IT.  So, Ickyrus, as you continue your ascent towards the sun, you would do well to remember what your wings are made from.  Trump is a demented, psychopathic little boy with a box of matches and I'm sure he would happily spare a couple to melt your wax instead of torturing ants as is his norm.

    Short version?  All of this is going to fail.  It is going to take some doing on our part, but you and your pimple pockmarked Geek Squad will be run out.  Just as Trump and his woefully ignorant horde of yes men and women are going to find they really are too stupid to know what the hell they are supposed to do when the shit gets real.  It's going to take something big and bad and bloody, but there will be a tipping point.  There always is.  Of that I am certain.  More certain than ever.

Enjoy your time, Elon.  Tick, tock, motherfucker.

Now, eat elephant shit and die,

Linda

Posted on Sunday, February 23, 2025 at 04:11 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

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Thursday, February 20, 2025

King of the Shill

Trump kingWhat is this?  What in the holy-hell-someone-failed-history-class is this?

What in the Temu-clout-gobblin-fever-dream is this?

What in the tell-me-you-never-saw-Hamilton-without-telling-me-you-never-saw-Hamilton is this?

Someone get Lin Manuel on the phone, stat.  There's a new musical to be made.  King Leer.

This atrocity was shared far and wide on the official White House social media platforms yesterday.  Trump as King, leering in front of New York City, with the caption "CONGESTION PRICING IS DEAD. Manhattan, and all of New York, is SAVED. LONG LIVE THE KING!" –President Donald J. Trump  

His grubby, tiny hands "saving" the people of Manhattan, the boroughs, the tourists, by inserting themselves into NYC's surge toll pricing.  

Congestion pricing, like it or not, was instituted to raise $15 billion that the MTA earmarked for spending on crucial upgrades throughout the city’s mass transit system.  Each day there are more than 3.6 million people on subways and 1.4 million on busses.

But Trump bleated out that with a stroke of his ever present Sharpie, he had terminated it all.  Sorry, asshat, it doesn't work that way.  

New York’s Metropolitan Transportation Authority sued Transportation Secretary Sean Duffy and federal transportation officials on Wednesday, arguing that the Trump administration unlawfully and “precipitously — and for blatantly political reasons— purported to ‘terminate’ the program, as then-candidate Trump proclaimed he would do in his first week in office.”

Or to be pithier, Governor Hotchul said, “We are a nation of laws, not ruled by a king. We’ll see you in court.”

But then Trump's entire ethos has always been the sizzle, not the steak.  He knows that the grander the pronouncements, even if they are flat out lies, the more hip hip hooray his coven of MAGAts become.  And in turn, they insulate him even more from repercussions.

But this whole King bullshit?  We know it's all to be provocative.  We know it's because the entire administration is peopled with middle school mentality bullies and mean girls.  It's meant to get a rise.  It's meant to telegraph that he is untouchable.

So congrats to the demented don, mission accomplished.  W would be proud.

W

Just curious though, as you sit around eating hamberders and staining your ties with ketchup, what's your plan for when President Musk dismantles every safety net that your MAGA base depends on for their very lives?  When he erases Social Security - he is getting closer and closer to that with his lies.  When every silver haired citizen suddenly has zero safety net - a safety net into which they have paid their entire working lives?  When your dimly educated red states find themselves without healthcare, housing, SNAP for food for their children?  Hunger does not have a political affiliation.  Nor does measles, tuberculosis, polio, or avian flu.  

Hungry, jobless, desperate people.  Hmmmmm.  Somewhere in history there's surely a corollary, a cautionary tale for you.

Maybe you should take note of Roman history?  Long before Caesar got too big for his britches toga and was gutted in the Senate for being an overbearing sod, the last Roman king, Tarquinius Superbus, was "removed" by Lucius Junius Brutus, establishing a new political system based on a republic for the people.

Or perhaps French history?  I wrote yesterday of the French Revolution.  The disregard for the people, the overblown, showy displays of power, and gluttony, and money?  Those hungry, jobless, desperate people marched on Versailles.  Now, I don't know about you, but having seen what your hordes of mouthbreathers were willing to do at the Capitol based on lies?  God help you when they are motivated by the truth of their children starving, their wives dying in hospital parking lots, and you continuing to shill to them to buy more gold tennis shoes and $hitcoins while playing golf every weekend.  Heavy is the head, Donny.  With great power comes great responsibility and you are abusing yours wildly already.

History is riddled with folks like you, kingy D.  Folks who felt invincible.  Folks who convinced themselves they were different and untouchable, that money and power insulated them.  That they could forever lie to the people, while the people suffered more each day.  Look for them now.  You've never been a scholar, Yamtits, so I'll help you out.  They were overthrown, they were imprisoned, they were run out.  And those were the lucky ones.  The unlucky were torn limb from limb.  If you had seen Hamilton you would know that King Louis was "super dead", something about his head being in a basket.

Now, for you diehard MAGAts who like to tattle on anything you don't like (I know, I know, cognitive dissonance is painful), I am not threatening anyone.  I am informing you and your shellacked shitgibbon about history and what inevitably goeth before a fall. Too much pride, too much pretense, too much pain for the masses, and too much arrogance and ignorance by the "untouchable" leader.

So here's some food for thought as you cosplay king, Donny.  Your post last week is dangerous because history shows exactly how it can cut both ways.  “he who saves his Country does not violate any Law.”

And the number of us who know this country needs saving from you is growing each day.  

Posted on Thursday, February 20, 2025 at 09:35 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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Wednesday, February 19, 2025

When Les Mis Begin Commiserating

CommiserateCommiserate.  From the late 16th century: from Latin commiserat- ‘commiserated’, from the verb commiserari, from com- ‘with’ + miserari ‘to lament’ (from miser ‘wretched’).

And oh, how les misérables lament these days.

The most important part, for our sanity, has to be the com - the with part.  We need one another now more than ever.

I intended to sit down and write yesterday, but sometimes there really is just too much.  Too much news.  Too much emotion.  Too much too much.  I had started my day by commiserating with a long time dear friend about * looks around, gestures wildly *.  She, too, spends her time consumed.  (She gave me permission to share some of our conversation - those comments appear in italics.)

Consumed with incredulity.  How did we get here so fast?

I have been rewatching The Handmaids Tale and that is where we are seriously headed.

Consumed with frustration.  Where is the pushback from our leaders?

And our representatives don't care. I email and call all day and actually got told that one rep is aware how we feel but doesn't care. He will vote however the troll wants him to.

Consumed with the abject idiocy that exists, even in decent people.

My physical therapist asked me yesterday why I was still working at my age. I just laughed and told him I didn't know if my social security is still going to be there tomorrow. He seemed totally shocked that that was an issue. By the time my appointment was over, he was ready to go home and actually do the research needed.

Consumed with fear.  There is no certainty to the word retirement, so she, like my husband, continues to push it off.

I will be 69 in April. I should not still be working full time. I should be enjoying a tiny home and playing with < my grandchild>.  I understand his (my husband's) thoughts though. I keep thinking if I die while I am still working at least my company has a huge life insurance policy on me so my kids will get that.

Consumed with anger.  Sleeplessness, sick to her stomach, ragey.

I have nightmares every night.  I just want to be happy again.

That last line.  Oof.

I just want to be happy again.

Harris1So much that.  We felt it during the summer, remember?  We felt hope, we smiled, we rejoiced at coalescing around a candidate who aspired to bring people together, to see everyone, to help everyone, to raise everyone.  The feelings were palpable, not just inside each of us as individuals, but externally as we joined together and shared those hopes and dreams and aspirations for this country's future.

And it wasn't because Biden was bad and Harris was so much better.  He wasn't bad.  He was actually pretty great in the overall.  But when Harris stepped in, we did have to acknowledge that even with so much experience and heart, age does need to move aside for youth.  

What so much of our response was about had to do with how horrific was the threat of Trump.  What he unleashed in 2015 was/is a virus for which there is no vaccine.  He is herpes in human form.  His cult nothing but open, oozy sores looking to infect as many as possible with their poison.

And now, through a ketamine addled, Nazissist (yes, Nazi + narcissist) billionaire who bought him and this country, we are faced with the destruction of every norm, every protection, every guardrail, everything we hold dear.

So commiserating is necessary, so needed.  We know we are not alone, but there is knowing, and there is knowing.  And that latter knowing comes from sharing out loud.

That's why I sit here pounding this keyboard into oblivion.  Venting my thoughts and rage that it might help you feel less alone, see that you are not taking crazy pills, that your fears are founded.

HandmaidsMy friend bringing up The Handmaid's Tale is apt.  If you have not read it, watched it, you should.  More and more it is looking like a roadmap, not a dystopian fictional tale.  

Missouri has advanced a bill that will create a registry of every pregnant women - are you ready? - “who is at risk for seeking an abortion.” 

Called the Save MO Babies Act, it would go into effect July of 2026.  Of course it gives no insight as to how one determines if a woman is at risk for seeking an abortion, which would seem to be intentional.  Having a registry of every woman who is pregnant - meaning your doctor would be forced to submit your current medical status to the state, hello HIPAA? - would pretty much insure that anyone not crossing the nine month finish line would be subject to legal consequences.

Mediocre white men again inserting themselves into our uteruses.

And before anyone says it, fuck all the way off with "not all".  I know not all white men are mediocre and not all white men seek to control our bodies, and not all white men are misogynist power whores.  I'm married to one of the good ones.  But let's be clear here, our current state of affairs is happening at the hands of mediocre white men.

WhiteTrump, Musk, Miller, Kennedy, Johnson, McConnell, Hegseth, Rubio, and on and on, including their hordes of red cap wearing dude bros.  Mediocre white men, all.  There is nothing special or spectacular about any of them other than where they have managed to climb.  (And no, Musk is not a genius, he is a thief who was born into this world with an emerald spoon in his mouth and who has stolen ideas and profited off them.  The people who actually created the things he has?  Geniuses.  Him?  not even close.  Rich does not equal genius.)

But he is a hero to the poor masses of white men who must blame others for their plight.  To them I say:  I’m sorry that the world has moved on and that you have refused to move with it. The world requires that you step up and step in if you want to remain relevant and vital and necessary. Your only contribution has ever been to step on those you could easily marginalize, terrorize, exploit.  And that’s simply not the reality that has existed for quite a while. That you refuse to see that, educate yourselves, for Christ's sake, adapt, choosing instead to kick and scream and lash out? That speaks to what you are, not to who anyone else is.   The educated woman or black person or brown person or LGBT+ person is not at fault here.  You are.  You are, at your core, what you’ve always been: weak, insecure, power hungry to an absolute, disgusting fault, and only in positions of power and authority because the patriarchy (read: centuries of other mediocre white men) has put you there.

DeiAnd as the landscape of society and legal protections has shifted, so, too, has your actual hold on power, supremacy, which is why all of this is happening now.  DEI was never about overlooking you to give an inexperienced minority the job.  It was about giving an experienced minority the job over an inexperienced white man.

That is why your hero's first steps were to completely wipe out any DEI mentions and practices throughout government.  Why educational institutions that receive any federal funding must also wipe that slate clean if they wish to continue receiving much needed dollars.  Why the word transgender has been wiped away, as if that magically makes transgender people disappear, too.  I'm sorry, but how two year old of you.  My granddaughter has a better understanding of object permanence.

This is why lies are the complete hallmark of your heroes.  They know you believe anything they say because they know you are not smart enough to question anything or seek actual information.  

Last night in an interview best titled, Dumb and Dumber and Dumberer, Sean Hannity sat with President Musk and toady-in-chief Trump.  And the lies poured forth.  So easily disprovable, but hey, Sean knows who butters his bread.  They both rambled on about the two astronauts - Sunita Williams and Barry Wilmore - who have been in the Space Station since June.  The two astronauts who knew coming back on schedule was a gamble, one that did not pan out due to technical issues with their return ship, and so they are patiently waiting.

Musk stated that the Biden administration abandoned them, that they were “left up there for political reasons".  WTF?

“At the president’s request, we are accelerating the return of the astronauts, which was postponed—kind of to a ridiculous degree…,” said Musk.

Trump interjected: “They got left in space.”

Yes, because that is the way of NASA and decent human beings like Joe Biden.  Just shoot some people into the atmosphere and forget them.  /s

They sat there spewing this garbage despite both NASA, and the astronauts, having repeatedly disputed this tripe.  As recent as last week both were interviewed by Anderson Cooper. 

“That’s been the rhetoric. That’s been the narrative from day one: stranded, abandoned, stuck—and I get it. We both get it,” Wilmore said. “But that is, again, not what our human spaceflight program is about. We don’t feel abandoned, we don’t feel stuck, we don’t feel stranded.”

“If you’ll help us change the rhetoric, help us change the narrative. Let’s change it to ‘prepared and committed,’” Wilmore added. “That’s what we prefer.”

Williams said she and Wilmore “knew this was a test flight.  We knew that we would probably find some things (wrong with Starliner) and we found some stuff, and so that was not a surprise.”

Trump poopBut hey, another opportunity to shit on the previous administration, so drop trou and push!

Mediocre orange man, Trump, also pushed off the rising inflation since he took office.  He told Hannity, "Inflation is back.  I had nothing to do with it."  Echoes of COVID, anyone?

Every move, executive order, bloviated "weave", and bird flipping to the international community has resulted in everything spiraling quickly.  Prices, stock market uncertainty, cost of materials, entire poultry farms culling their stock because of bird flu, and unemployment (all of those fired government employees will be part of the next report to come out) - all of this rests at his lifted shoes.

Farmers are feeling it.  Oops, you mean the evaporation of USAID was impactful to people here?!?!  Yes, Donny Dipship, where did you think all that food aid we send overseas to help keep people alive was coming from?  41% of that food was coming from US farmers - over TWO BILLION DOLLARS WORTH.  And with the sweep of your Sharpie you eradicated thousands of aid jobs, farm jobs, research jobs when you essentially shuttered USAID.  As of a week ago, $450 million worth of food was rotting as the distribution chain is gone.  And with no distribution chain, children are starving the world over now, but hey, they are mostly of a darker hue, so meh.

But mediocre tangerine man doesn't know that.  Nor does Musk.  Just like they did not know that firing all the people responsible for nuclear oversight was a bad move.  Or that coming out and trumpeting they had found 150 year old people receiving Social Security was inaccurate.  But who cares?  That lie has its shoes on and is marathoning around the MAGAverse.  The truth has bunions and shoes made of no shoes.

200w

But back to the word commiserating.  Which is what all of the above has been.  Venting so my head does not explode.  Venting so yours stays intact as well, and that you may know you are not alone.

The with part is where our true hope lies.  With each other.  Which is how we must come together.  In finance there is a 4% rule to withdrawing and surviving/living out your retirement years.  In society, one that seeks to survive and avoid massive bloodshed, there is a 3.5% rule.

The 3.5% rule is drawn from empirical research on resistance campaigns from 1990-2006. In the dataset every campaign that mobilized at least 3.5% of the population in sustained protest was successful. Yes, there have been exceptions, most notably Bahrain in 2011-2014.  Despite over 6% popular participation, their efforts failed.  But, 3.5% has proven itself successful more often that not.  

In a discussion paper by Erica Chenoweth for the Carr Center for Human Rights Policy at Harvard's Kennedy School, she states that All movements that had at least 3.5% peak popular participation had succeeded.  Moreover, all campaigns surpassing this threshold were primarily nonviolent.

That means, there is such a thing as numbers too big to ignore.

3.53.5% of our society must mobilize and take to the streets consistently.  Physically commiserating, communicating, completely shouting down the lies, the arrogance, the criminality of this administration.  Its abuses and gleeful disregard for human suffering are already being felt and we are still one day shy of a single month.  As we see SNAP benefits disappear, housing assistance turn people out into the streets, and now Social Security coming into clearer danger, we cannot wait, watch, wish it all away.

Yes, we all wish our leaders would do more, but the reality is could do more.  They are not the majority in either house.  And hoping that some semblance of decency exists in the Republican leadership is folly.  For them, doing the right thing exists only to further their own survival in a party which has not only taken a knee to Trump, but which is now threatened into subservience at every turn by Musk's money being a constant threat when their re-election comes around.

Consistency will be key.  Supporting one another vital.  Misery loves company, as the saying goes.  But when misery has reached too many, when hunger, pain, and suffering become overwhelming, Les Mis begins to take shape.  Commiserate with me, my friends. 

Do you hear the people singing?  My message to Trump et al, you will soon.

Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Beyond the barricade
Is there a world you long to see?
Then join in the fight
That will give you the right to be free!
Sing

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