has anyone in US politics been more unfairly maligned than Hunter Biden?

he’s been harassed. he’s been the target of multiple smear campaigns. he’s been accused of corruption and crimes. he’s been forced to testify. he’s had his personal life put under a microscope — and he’s had photos of his freakishly oversized trouser hog put on display on the floor of the House.

all of this is why it’s super fucking satisfying to see that Hunter Biden is finally hitting back.

Trump hasn’t made a public appearance in 8 days. This after an unscheduled visit to the hospital- because he “likes getting check ups.” Thank God Jake Tapper (or as I like to call him- the Brick Tamland of his generation) is on the case hunting down clues in a book about my mom’s experience as First Lady four years ago.

I have to confess that No Fucks To Give Hunter Biden is my favorite Hunter Biden, and I am so here for it. after letting his social media presence dwindle for years, Hunter’s back with a vengeance.

Hunter Biden’s complaint is the same one we all have: why are the Jake Tappers of the world still sniffing Joe Biden’s pant leg, while right in front of their faces, the current sitting president is a cognitively-collapsed fuckwit who lost control of his bowels years ago?

except, of course, for Hunter Biden this hits much closer to home.

So let me get this straight. Jake Tapper is focused on attacking my Mom. Jared and Ivanka are building a private island paradise on Albanian protected land. Don Jr married the daughter of Epstein’s banker, and a startup his fund backs just got a record $620M Pentagon loan. Eric is taking an Israeli drone company public for $1.5B in the middle of a war with Iran that nobody wanted. And I know: “But what about your paintings, Hunter?” Please.

remember how the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled press lost their fucking minds because Hunter Biden sold some paintings for a few thousand dollars? where are their howls of outrage, now that Dear Leader’s awarded multi-hundred-thousand dollar contracts to companies co-owned by his two felonious failsons?

hey, you know what Hunter Biden can do that MAGA can’t? laugh at himself.

can you imagine Donny being this self-critical?

can you imagine Donny’s failson Cokey McSniffles being this honest?

this is why Hunter Biden was able to turn his life around, while Don Jr. is still walking around with the half the gross national product of Bolivia up his nostrils.

it’s because Hunter was able to face the brutal facts about himself, and get the help he recognized he needed, while Cokey remains the result of a multi-generational exercise in self-delusion and denial.

and it doesn’t hurt Hunter Biden has a caring father who loves him, while Cokey’s own fucked-up dad once slapped him in the face for not wearing a suit to a baseball game.

congratulations, Hunter, on being seven years clean.

mad respect.


now let’s check in with the other member of that multi-generational exercise in self-delusion and denial, because for the second day in a row — lucky us— Preznit Fuckwit graced us with another Oval Bordello dog-and-pony show.

there he was, surrounded by his Emotional Support Flunkies, as he sat behind the Resolute Desk, closed his weary eyes, slumped over, and began to crop-dust the entire room.

look at this. all of Dear Leader’s neutered toadies have to stand there and pretend that what’s happening isn’t happening. seriously, Jake Tapper, are you getting all this?

oh dear. now that he’s finished assaulting the Reflecting Pool, Lord Shitticus is going to fuck up the Lincoln Memorial next.

“the Lincoln— Memorial, the uh, front was supposed to be the back, the back was supposed to be the front, never got built because they built two roadways behind it. after it was built. and it shut off the uhhhhhh— gateway to the water. that was really gonna be the main entry. and we’re gonna be doing that, we’re gonna— it’s called the promenade. buh duh— the promenade. they wanna call it the Trump promenade. but I dunno if I wanna— it’s gonna be beautiful. it’s a beautiful project and it’s gonna take— the Lincoln Memorial right down to the Potomac.”

wait, who wants to call it ‘the Trump promenade’? are they in the room with us right now? is it the ceaseless shrieking noises inside Donny’s own fat head that are telling him this? sweet Jesus, this is just one more thing that the next president’s Secretary of Unfucking All That Shit is going to have to put back the way it used to be.

what is Donny gibbering about, with the back is the front and the front is the back? he’s just making stuff up on the spot — yet instead of calling in the nurse to jab Donny with a powerful sedative, everybody just stands around as if some fucked-up proposal to molest the Lincoln Memorial because it’s backwards were the most perfectly normal thing they’d ever heard.

now, because I’m a Responsible Journalist and Everything™, I had to make sure I was in command of my facts — so I googled ‘is the front of the Lincoln Memorial supposed to be the back,’ and this is what Google’s janky six-fingered plagiarism robot answered:

The Lincoln Memorial was designed to face east towards the Washington Monument and the U.S. Capitol, not the Potomac River. Its current orientation remains exactly as the original architect, Henry Bacon, intended it to be.

so let me repeat myself: what the fuck is Donny gibbering about? Jake Tapper, do you have any idea? Jake? hello, Jake?

sigh.

but what I really want to know is, can we make the Lincoln Memorial more secure? I mean if the Epstein Dance Hall can have sniper nests and a drone army on top of it, why not the Linc M?

and if we can’t have drones, can we at least have the dogs or the bees, or the dogs with the bees in their mouth, and when they bark, they shoot bees at you?

because that would be fucking awesome.

oh wait, Donny doesn’t want to talk about any of that. he’s too busy committing a racism.

reporter: “the Black unemployment rate is 7.3%. when you ran for president, you courted Black voters and talked about what you described as ‘Black jobs.’ how do you explain why this disparity happened?”

Donny: “well, we’re doing very well with uhhhhh, the Black jobs. African-American jobs.”

racist much, Donny? wouldn’t you love for some reporter to ask Donny what he considers a ‘Black job’? because we all know what the answer would be. janitor. cook. maid. nanny. I just want to hear Donny say it out loud.

oh, wait. in this case, a reporter doesn’t have to ask — because Donny answers the question all on his own, without being prompted. let’s just play the rest of that clip.

“where we’re really gonna do well is when all these plants are open. we’re building many car plants. we’re bringing cars back from Germany. it’s all coming back. it’s amazing. and where your Black worker is going to do really well, is when those factories open.”

ohhhhh, assembly-line worker, that’s a Black job, too. I’m so glad we cleared that up.

is it too much to ask that someday we might have a president who doesn’t scream the quiet part out loud? or maybe one who isn’t a racist fuckhead in the first place?

have a great Friday, everyone. try not to commit any racisms.


this is going to be my closing message for the foreseeable future:

practice self-care. do what you need to do to keep sane. if that means you need to disengage with my daily posts for a while, I get it. this community of ours will still be here when you return.

to all the people who have signed on in the days since the election, welcome aboard. settle in as we all try to deal with the shitfuckery that’s ahead of us.

we are all in this together, and we are all here for each other.

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Facing Reality

I purged my closet this week. I finally faced reality and admitted that I will never get back to my previous weight (not that it’s a bad thing, but I would like to put about 20 lbs. back on) or anything resembling it to allow me to continue to wear these things.

To that end, all my old 2X and 1X shirts, and all my size 36—and 38!—pants/jeans went to donation. I’m now back to a sensible size 34 pant size and down to a regular large size shirt (basically what I was wearing in my 20s and 30s).

I kept a few shirts that had sentimental value, and a slew of cute, now grossly-oversized printed t-shirts that can still be used to sleep in, because replacing those—assuming I could even find them again in the proper size—would cost a fortune.

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Thursday Night Soundtrack

Duncan Sisters: Duncan Sisters (1979)

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No Matter How Many I Buy And Sell…

…there always seem to be six in the collection.

It’s funny; with the arrival of MiniDisc back in my life I thought I’d move on from CDs, but if anything it’s been the opposite.

Hey, at this point in my personal life—and our collective lives—finding joy and respite from the shit-show we find ourselves in wherever you can is important. And while this funky 80s/90s tech I surround myself with has occasionally let me down, it’s never truly disappointed me or not brought some joy and relief from being an unwilling witness the decline and fall of Rome civilization.

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Wild!

Portal 62 by Veinte Diez Arquitectos is a 68 m² residential project in Mexico that challenges the traditional design process by allowing the site itself to shape the architecture. What began as a conventional intervention took an unexpected turn when a hidden cave was discovered beneath the property during excavation.

Instead of imposing a predetermined design, the architects adapted the project around this remarkable underground space. The discovery of a sealed well, a forgotten staircase, and eventually a cave transformed the house into an architectural journey of exploration and revelation. Natural topography, hidden voids, and existing site conditions became the project’s most valuable design elements, creating a unique relationship between architecture and the landscape beneath it.

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Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash

Hey there, we’re the Republican Party, and we’re pro-life!

You are?

Yup!

Cool… so you’re for affordable healthcare for everyone?

Umm, well, not exactly; we can’t just take care of everyone. Can you imagine the cost of that?

I see. But at least you’re in favor of health benefits for the elderly?

Now, that’s a bad example. People are living longer, and that’s simply not financially prudent.

Uh huh. But certainly you’re good with financial support for low-income families who may be forced to choose between vital medical care and paying their rent?

OK, the thing is, too many lazy people manipulate the system instead of getting out there and working harder to pull themselves up by their bootstraps!

Gotcha. So, then you must be in favor of increasing the minimum wage so that full-time employment will enable people to have their essential needs met.

No, we can’t do that. Too expensive.

But you’re pro-life, though?

We are!

Great. Then, you must be advocates for nutrition support programs like SNAP and WIC that help tens of millions of children and poor families living in food scarcity, so they don’t get sick or die prematurely?

OK, now, you’re just being hyperbolic.

Alright, so you claim all life in the womb is sacred and should be protected, right?

Definitely.

So, how about the life of the woman with the womb? Is her life sacred? What happens if going to term with a pregnancy will result in her dying?

It isn’t our place to interfere with God’s divine will.

Right. But you’re pro-life?

Absolutely!

OK, so that’s gotta mean that you’re fighting climate change, advocating for conserving natural habitats, opposing data centers, and passing legislation to ensure the planet has clean air and drinking water?

Umm… those aren’t our priorities right now.

I kinda figured… Alright then, since you’re pro-life, how about the hundreds of thousands of lives around the world that are going to die without USAID?

Now, that’s just not fair! As JD Vance has said, our faith calls us to care for people closest to us first and then those geographically further away if we can. We have to take care of our own!

I see, so America First, right?

Exactly!

That must mean you’re fighting to make sure Americans have affordable groceries, healthcare, housing, education, and energy?

Yeah, the thing is, we’d like to, but we’re busy with other more pressing matters. You’ve seen that we’re in the middle of a bunch of wars and military conflicts around the world, right?

Kinda hard to miss. Yeah, about that: Isn’t bombing school children in Iran, partnering in the genocide in Gaza, cutting off Cuba from power, strong-arming Ukraine, and collaborating in assaults on Lebanon the exact opposite of pro-life?

Now, you’re oversimplifying and trying to make us look bad. War is profit…, umm, war is strateg… uh… war is necessary sometimes.

So you can bomb civilians, starve families, and collaborate in ethnic cleansing and still be pro-life?

Sure, you can!

Wow…

What?

Nothing… So you’re sure you’re pro-life?

Without a doubt!

How about immigrant lives? How about the lives of black and brown people being terrorized, beaten, abducted, arrested without due process, and thrown into concentration camps…

Detention centers!

Whatever… What about the lives in those “detention centers” that are in sweltering cells all around this country? The lives that are sexually assaulted? The lives that are being denied food and medical care? Are you pro those lives?

We have to protect our borders!

What does that mean?

Illegals!

What?

Gangs! Drugs! Rape!

Alright, now it sounds like you’re just shouting random buzzwords… But since you mentioned rape, isn’t it pro-life to make every monster in the Epstein Files legally accountable for their crimes? I mean, those survivors of sexual assault are lives, right?

OK, now you’ve gone too far! Think of the chaos that might cause. Can you imagine where we’d be as a nation if we exposed every powerful predator and pedophile in our government?

I can. Look, I gotta run, but let me hit you with a few last questions.

Shoot!

Every life in the womb is sacred and worthy of protection, right?

Yes!

Every life?

Of course!

So, gay lives? Are they sacred?

Umm..

Transgender lives?

You, see, that’s tricky…

Muslim lives?

That’s complicated.

How about children with disabilities? Are there lives worth protecting?

That’s a tough one…

Are the lives of veterans sacred enough to deserve care?

Well, sure, but we can’t…

What about those with mental illnesses?

Uh…

Ok, so I think I’ve got it: You’re against affordable healthcare, health benefits for the elderly, food supports for the hungry, a living wage, affordable groceries, education, and housing.

We are.

You oppose environmental protections, mental healthcare, and accountability for sexual predators, though you support mass incarceration, wars around the globe, and human rights rollbacks for LGBTQ people, people of color, and immigrants?

Correct.

And you believe all life in the womb is sacred, but you don’t believe in body autonomy for the women who carry those wombs, and believe their deaths are the acceptable cost of birth?

Bingo!

Well, I’m really glad you Republicans are so pro-life…

 

 

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