Who among us has not dreamt of being able to be so brutally honest?
Vomiting It All Up
Right?!
Tiedrich Monday
hey folks — here’s a short one for Labor Day. I’ll be back tomorrow with the usual full-length documentation of all the atrocities.
let’s listen as America’s self-appointed puppy perforator drags reality out back to the gravel pit and puts one right between its eyes.
Noem: “but we will continue to go after the worst of the worst across the country like President Trump has told us to do. we’re focusing on those that are perpetuating murder and rape and trafficking of drugs and humans across our country. every single citizen deserves to be safe.”
Ed O’Keefe: “part of what distinguished the Los Angeles operations, however, is that National Guard Troops were there, in essence, protecting or backing up those federal agents as they were conducting operations. is that what we should expect to see in Chicago?”
Noem: “I do know that LA wouldn’t be standing if today if President Trump hadn’t taken action.”
oh, please, Kristi — fuck off. fact check:
thank you, Governor.
Everything Is Broken And Only Dear Leader Can Fix It™ is a fever-swamp fairy tale straight out of the authoritarian’s playbook — and it’s just lies piled on top of lies.
ICE thugs hiding in the back of a rented van in a Home Depot parking lot and ambushing any random brown person who happens to wander by isn’t ‘going after the worst of the worst’ — it’s just straight-up racism, that’s all it is.
nannies, farm workers, cleaning ladies, firefighters and food truck operators don’t have side gigs doing murders and rapes, no matter how much ICE Barbie insists they do. and what’s all this horse shit about ‘LA wouldn’t be standing if today if President Trump hadn’t taken action’ by sending in the Guard?
let’s saunter down memory lane, and review just what went on with the National Guard in Los Angeles — because the firehose of fuckery from these shitweasels is so unrelenting that it’s easy to forget what happened only three months ago.
one sunny morning in early June,
Donny’s ICE thugs strolled into downtown Los Angeles, looking to fuck shit up.
On Friday morning, federal agents from ICE, the Department of Homeland Security, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the Drug Enforcement Administration conducted raids across Los Angeles, including at two Home Depots, a doughnut shop, and a clothing wholesaler, in search of workers they suspected of being undocumented immigrants.
protesters then confronted ICE — and it cannot be over-stressed that the protests were confined to a microscopic section of LA (circled in red below):
most Los Angeles residents had no idea that the protests were even happening, but America’s Mad King, as is his fucked-up wont, completely lost his shit, and overreacted. he told the country that the entire city was on fire, and Only Dear Leader Can Fix It.™ he sent two thousand National Guard troops to put down this imaginary insurrection — a thing he did without any forethought or planning, resulting in the Guard having to sleep on a warehouse floor.
most Los Angeles residents had no idea that the protests were even happening, but America’s Mad King, as is his fucked-up wont, completely lost his shit, and overreacted. he told the country that the entire city was on fire, and Only Dear Leader Can Fix It.™ he sent two thousand National Guard troops to put down this imaginary insurrection — a thing he did without any forethought or planning, resulting in the Guard having to sleep on a warehouse floor.
none of it was necessary. it was just performative fascism.
and now we’re seeing this Only Dear Leader Can Fix It™ clownfuckery being repeated in Washington DC, where Guard troops who were sent to deal with another imaginary crime wave are now raking leaves and hauling garbage.
in a few weeks, these Guard, too, will be sent home, after having their time, training — and taxpayer money — completely wasted.
as with Los Angeles, none of this is necessary. it’s just pure, performative police state fascism.
now, we’re about to see this pomp and stupidity play out a third time, in Chicago — because once again, Only Dear Leader Can Fix It™.
which brings us to one of our heroes in all this, Illinois Governor JB Pritzker.
“no one in the administration — the president, or anybody under him — has called anyone in my administration, or me, and have not called the city of Chicago, or anyone else. so it’s clear that in secret, they’re planning this— well, it’s an invasion, with US troops, if they in fact do that. they other thing is, they ought to be coordinating with local law enforcement. they ought to let us know when they’re coming, where they’re coming, if it’s ICE, or it it’s ATF, whoever it is. but they don’t want to do that, either. and I must say, it’s disruptive, it’s dangerous, it tends to inflame passions on the ground, when they don’t let us know what their plans are, when we can’t coordinate with them.”
this, my friends, is the difference between representative government and fascism for fascism’s sake.
if Donny and his merry band of shithole goons were actually interested in mitigating all this supposed crime happening in Chicago, they’d be coordinating the fuck out of the whole operation. right now, there would be a hundred conference calls a day happening between Chicago and DC. ‘ok, let’s figure out where the crime is, and where to best deploy.’ every last detail would be worked out in advance.
but none of that shit is going on, because the Mad King could give a fuck about actually fighting crime. what he wants is a fascistic display of force. what he wants is dominance — because deep down inside, Donny is an emotionally-scarred little boy who never got over being told what a weak piece of shit he was by his tyrant Klansman father, and now he’s going to make the entire world suffer as a result.
it’s all so fucked up. this is what happens when you let the most broken-inside person ever to walk the face of the earth hold the reins of power.
Only Dear Leader Can Fix It™? yeah, right.
now let’s circle back to Little Ms Hair Extensions — because I’m so old, I remember when the woman who is now so hot for the National Guard to invade every state was actually against federalizing the Guard.
“If Joe Biden federalizes the National Guard, that would be a direct attack on states’ rights.”
oh, I see. federalizing the Guard is bad when Joe Biden does it, but good when Dear Leader does it.
let me guess why Kristi feels this way: because reasons. did I guess right? what do I win?
now here’s a spoiler alert: Joe Biden never federalized the National Guard. he never even threatened to. what he did want was for Texas’ sadistic governor, Greg Abbott, to remove the razor-wire booby traps he’d put in the Rio Grande.
Biden had a legit beef: what kind of fucked-up monster gleefully endangers lives? make no mistake — people actual died in those booby traps.
every Republican completely lost their shit over Joe’s objection to the human rights abuses going on at the border, and accused him of wanting to do the very thing that Dear Leader is actually doing right now — in ICE Barbie’s own words, a direct attack on states’ rights.
fucking hypocrites, every last one of them.
oh, and here’s the best reply to Noem’s tweet.
well, it’s 1,418 words and three hours since I sat down at the laptop and wrote ‘hey folks — here’s a short one for Labor Day.’
I really did try to crank out a quick one, but it look like I suck at short. have a great Labor Day, everyone. see you tomorrow.
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.
Tiedrich Sunday
the poet Carl Sandburg famously described Chicago as the ‘City of the Big Shoulders.’ he also called it —
Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation’s Freight Handler
if old Carl were writing that poem today, he’d have to add a new line — because Chicago has now become the city of Go Fuck Yourself, Donny Convict.
oh look — America’s Mad King isn’t the only person who gets to sign executive orders.
The mayor of Chicago has signed an order detailing how the city will resist a potential immigration crackdown threatened by the Trump administration.
“We do not need nor want an unconstitutional and illegal military occupation of our city,” said Mayor Brandon Johnson, a Democrat. The order directs city agencies on how to respond to possible immigration enforcement actions.
do not fuck with the Hog Butcher for the World, Donny. they’re busy Stacking Wheat and Making Tools. they don’t have time for your fascist bullshit.
good for the mayor. he’s making plans. he sees what’s going on in DC, and what went on in Los Angeles, and he’s getting all proactive. most importantly, Mayor Johnson has ordered the Chicago Police Department not to aid and abet Donny’s storm troopers.
let’s listen to some highlights from the speech the mayor gave yesterday.
“I do not take this executive action lightly. I would have preferred to work in a more collaborative approach. I would have preferred to do with work with our allies in the city council to pass legislation, ultimately — and we were doing just that. some of the leaders who we are working with are standing behind me today. but unfortunately, we do not have the luxury of time. we have received credible reports that we have days, not weeks, before our city sees some type of militarized activity by the federal government.”
“our people have not asked for this. but nevertheless, we find ourselves having to respond to this.”
“I’m signing an executive order today that will launch the Protecting Chicago Initiative. this is a project that builds on the months of preparation we have done that has led up to this very moment. Protecting Chicago will ensure that every Chicagoan knows their rights, that every single family is prepared, and every part of city government is directed to protect the people of Chicago from federal action. this sweeping executive order directs our Department of Law to pursue any and every legal mechanism to hold this administration accountable for violating the rights of Chicagoans. this order affirms that the Chicago Police Department will no collaborate with military personnel, on police patrols or civil immigration enforcement. we will not have our police officers, who are working hard every single day to drive down crime, deputized to do traffic stops and checkpoints for the president. this order affirms that CPD officers will be directed to wear CPD uniforms, and refrain from wearing masks, so that residents can clearly distinguish them from federal agents.”
“we do not want to see tanks in our streets. we do not want to see families ripped apart. we do not want grandmothers thrown into the back of unmarked vans. we don’t want to see homeless Chicagoans harassed or disappeared by federal agents. we don’t want to see Chicagoans arrested for sitting on their porch. it’s not who we are as a city, and that’s not who we are as a nation. my team and I have spoken to the governor, the county president, and with our federal delegation, and we are in complete alignment. the time for action is now.”
okay, that was pretty long — so if you chose to scroll past it, here are the bullet points:
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- City department of law are directed to pursue every legal mechanism, to resist unconstitutional efforts & hold them accountable
- Demands Trump stand down from deploying the military in Chicago
- Chicago PD not to wear masks or collaborate with ICE on patrols, arrests, or immigration enforcement
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that last one is the biggie. Americans have a right to know who is legitimate law enforcement, and who is one of Donny’s goons.
we are through the looking glass, folks. this is what it’s come to: a mayor of a major city now has to protect his constituents from a lawless federal government.
our founders would be shitting their breeches if they could see what’s become of their grand experiment in representational democracy.
in the city of the big shoulders, Mayor Johnson’s are fucking huge right now. the mayor is a brave man, and he has earned our support.
hey, remember how, all through Joe Biden’s presidency, the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled press treated Joe as if he were old and icky and probably already dead? for fuck’s sake, they even turned his shoes into a major scandal.
oh my god, a seventy-nine-year-old, choosing to wear shoes that provide additional support. the horror.
remember how in 2016, the Email Lady tripped on a curb, and the worthless scribs pretty much wrote her obituary on the spot?
spoiler alert: nine years later, Hillary Clinton is very much alive.
given all that, wouldn’t it be awesome if the press paid that much attention to current President Cankles McRottinghand’s obvious physical and cognitive decline?
Donny’s been virtually missing in action for days. he’s been avoiding the press — he hasn’t spoken with them since his cabinet meeting last Tuesday. that’s really bizarre behavior from the attention hog who generally can’t go a single day without gibbering like a loon to a roomful of reporters.
yesterday, he was photographed leaving the White House, on his way to his Virginia golf motel — but he didn’t stop to talk to the press.
so what the fuck is going on? why is Donny in hiding? what is the White House not telling us? why does Couchfuck McGee feel the need to reassure everyone that he’s totally prepared to step into Donny’s demented shoes?
above all, why is our media so unconcerned about this? these are the same people who would shit a brick if Joe Biden went two days without talking to them.
Donny — who never shuts the fuck up — has now gone silent for five days, and not one reporter seems interested in what should be a major story. in fact, they all pretty much orgasmed on the spot over yesterday’s photo of Donny gingerly shuffling towards his waiting limo. they fell all the fuck over each other in a mad dash to assure everyone that Donny was still alive.
oh, and MAGA is totally incensed that anyone would dare speculate about why Donny is suddenly nowhere to be found.
“It’s sickening to see so many leftists on social media spreading false rumors about President Trump and his health. The Democrats have no class.”
yo, Brig — is this you?
I’m sorry, Brig, what was that you were saying about having no class?
oh look, Sundowning Uncle Crazypants has slithered out of his spider hole long enough to tweet out this nonsense:
what’s coming that’s so unstoppable, Big Guy? is it the Epstein Files?
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.
Another $3B Wasted…
And in case you’re wondering about the “harder to climb” part: last week, a random Instagram user already posted a video of themselves scaling the freshly painted wall and the paint job didn’t seem to slow them down one bit.
So in short: half a billion to three billion dollars for a paint job that might need redoing every decade… and apparently doesn’t even work.
As of August 2025, the cost of Trump’s plan to paint the U.S.–Mexico border wall black is all over the map anywhere from $500 million to over $3 billion — and nobody in government is being transparent about the actual number.
Estimates by type of paint:
• Basic acrylic: ~$1.2M per mile → about $500M total for planned sections
• Military-grade epoxy: $4.5M+ per mile
• Premium powder coating: could push the price past $3B
• Official silence: DHS hasn’t released contracts or exact spending, saying disclosure would “affect future bids.” The project is tucked inside a $46.5B appropriation for border wall construction and maintenance, nicknamed the One Big Beautiful Bill Act.
Why black? Trump—who is an absolute fucking moron—ordered it personally. Kristi Noem, now DHS Secretary, dutifully got down on her knees, sucked the orange mushroom, and announced the plan this month.
What comes next? Electrification on a Jurassic Park scale?
Vomiting It All Up
Vomiting It All Up
Tiedrich Thursday
here’s a huge surprise: it turns out that Mad King Donny’s merry band of fascists are a bunch of incompetent fuckwits who can’t even do a police state right.
Donny is, of course, an impulsive imbecile who acts first and thinks never. his underlings have all been selected for loyalty over brains. so it’s only natural that a lot of fuckery they’ve been trying to perpetrate — the military occupations of cities, the mass arrests — has been badly planned and poorly executed. and now, much of it is starting to blow up in their big dumb faces.
let’s all point and laugh at a few of their recent fuckups.
topmost: it turns out that Assault With a Deadly Sandwich isn’t really a thing.
Sean Dunn is the dude who got into a shouting match with one of Donny’s uniformed goons in DC. the whole scene culminated with Dunn hurling a sandwich at the goon and running away. the very next day, he was all ‘how about I turn myself in,’ and America’s Tipsiest Fake TV Judge — who is now inexplicably the US Attorney for DC — was all ‘nah, how about we send dozens of storm troopers to your apartment and roughly drag you away in handcuffs, while TV cameras record it all.’
because, as always, it’s all about pageantry. it’s all about creating a show.
the next thing DC’s Tipsiest US Attorney did was to slap Dunn with a felony charge and vow to make him break rocks in Sing Sing for the next gazillionty or so years. and then, to cap it off, she tarted herself up in Holstein cow cosplay and tweeted out a self-congratulatory video — because what’s even the point of doing a fascism if you can’t crow about it on Elon’s Nazi Bar?
“Assault a law enforcement officer, and you’ll be prosecuted. This guy thought it was funny—well, he doesn’t think it’s funny today, because we charged him with a felony.”
yeah, well guess what: it just got funny again.
Federal prosecutors on Tuesday were unable to persuade a grand jury to approve a felony indictment against a man who threw a sandwich at a federal agent on the streets of Washington this month, according to two people familiar with the matter.
too bad, so sad, Jeanine. enjoy some tiny violin.
et’s be real: throwing anything at a cop is literally asking to learn what being handcuffed feels like. but if what you hurled is soggy bread and cold cuts, it ain’t a felony — no matter how much Little Donny Fascistpants and Jeanine Boxwine want it to be.
here’s the thing, though: do you know how badly you have to screw up in order to have a grand jury be all ‘fuck off outta here, we ain’t indicting’?
the answer is very badly. a US attorney failing to secure an indictment is almost unheard of.
It is extremely unusual for prosecutors to come out of a grand jury without obtaining an indictment because they are in control of the information that grand jurors hear about a case and defendants are not allowed to have their lawyers in the room as evidence is presented.
US Attorney Boxwine did her whole dog-and-pony show in front of the grand jury, laid out all her evidence of how evil mastermind Sean Dunn crime-spreed his way through the streets of DC — and in the end, the grand jury was all ‘it was a fucking sandwich, Jeanine. get real.’
but that’s what happens when you hire henchmen based on how much they flatter you on Fox News. you end up with a dunk-tank clown who butt-dials classified war plans to a reporter. you end up with a reality show wash-out who can’t figure out why planes keep falling out of the sky. and you end up with a DC Attorney who literally can’t indict a ham sandwich.
(yes, I know. everyone’s making that joke today. sorry, I couldn’t help myself.)
the Dunn embarrassment wasn’t even the first time this week that DC’s Tipsiest US Attorney failed to secure an indictment.
On Monday, for instance, prosecutors refiled a felony assault charge as a misdemeanor in the case of a woman who was accused of injuring an F.B.I. agent during a protest last month against immigration officials at the local jail in Washington.
The charges were reduced against the woman, Sidney Lori Reid, after prosecutors failed not just once but three times to obtain an indictment in the case.
three times. three separate grand juries told Jeanine to take a hike — because it was a shitty case based on flimsy evidence. this is what happens when you order your to thugs arrest first and ask questions never.
speaking of arrest-happy thugs, it turns out a bunch of ICE goons in Los Angeles got caught lying about the protesters they rounded up, and those cases got laughed out of court, too.
The officers’ testimony was cited in at least five cases filed by the US Department of Justice amid the unrest. The justice department has charged at least 26 people with “assaulting” and “impeding” federal officers and other crimes during the protests over immigration raids. Prosecutors, however, have since been forced to dismiss at least eight of those felonies, many of them which relied on officers’ inaccurate reports, court records show.
this is what happens when you lie about an imaginary crime wave, and then make as many bogus arrests as you can in order to ‘prove’ your point.
this is what happens when your marching orders are to round up everyone.
Judges are also losing patience with Donny’s own fascist tendencies. tell me, is at a bad thing when a judge who you personally appointed shitcans your lawsuit and calls it a ‘constitutional free-for-all’?
A federal judge on Tuesday threw out an aggressive, unusual lawsuit the Trump administration brought earlier this year against all 15 federal judges in Maryland, rejecting a bid by the Justice Department to limit court power in fast-moving immigration cases.
The opinion on Tuesday framed the lawsuit as a major constitutional standoff, with Judge Thomas Cullen writing the Justice Department couldn’t pursue a “constitutional free-for-all.”
a farcical lawsuit in which 15 judges are sued at once is classic Donny. he treats America’s legal system the same way his dead pedo bestie used to treat the ‘spa girls’ at Motel-a-Lago — as a thing to be abused for his pleasure, and then discarded.
was the judge happy about having his time wasted? no sir, he was most certainly not.
“Although some tension between the coordinate branches of government is a hallmark of our constitutional system, this concerted effort by the Executive to smear and impugn individual judges who rule against it is both unprecedented and unfortunate,” he added.
this is polite judge-speak for what are you trying to pull, you fascist dildo?
and, lastly, here’s a huge ball of what in the actual fuck.
this is a photo of National Guard troops spreading mulch around the Tidal Basin in Washington DC.
and here’s a pic of Guard troops hauling trash in a DC park.
but wait a minute, I hear you asking. I thought there was supposed to be a massive crime wave in DC. why aren’t these troops, y’know, chasing down bad guys?
yeah, well guess fucking what.
it turns out that when you send over two thousand troops to fight crime in a city where they’re no actual crime wave, you have to come up with something for them to do.
More than 2,200 troops, some from as far away as Mississippi and Louisiana, have been deployed in D.C. since Trump’s declaration of a “crime emergency” here. Ostensibly, they were mobilized to support federal law enforcement and local police, but in recent days those orders have expanded to encompass “beautification” tasks such as trash removal and groundskeeping around the National Mall and other federal property. Service members may work on removing graffiti, too.
what an excellent use of our military. what a cost-effective use of time and resources. it’s good to know that when the next hurricane devastates Louisiana, the residents there will be on their own — because the Guard troops who would normally be doing disaster relief work will be busy ‘beautifying’ the National Mall.
once again, this is what happens when you act first and think never.
it’s all so fucking stupid.
let’s not kid ourselves — Donny and his brigade of authoritarian fuckstains are indeed doing real harm to our nation, and to our democracy. but our one saving grace in all this might be the fact that they’re all incompetent imbeciles can’t who even do a simple fascism without fucking it up.
Vomiting It All Up
Monday Tiedrich
Sorry I’m late today. I’ve been in a mood.
gather ’round, kiddies. Uncle Couchfuck is going to read to us again from the Big Book of Things That Never Happened the Most.
“this is how wars ultimately get settled. if you go back to World War 2, if you go back to every major conflict in human history, they all end with some kind of negotiation.”
hang on, what kind of fever-swamp revisionist fairy-tale bullshit is this? Word War Two ended because of negotiation?
fact check: fuck all the way off.
oh, come on. this such a stupid and easily-batted-down lie. World War Two ended with the unconditional surrenders of Germany, Italy and Japan.
but oh no no no, insists Couchfuck. World War Two was negotiated.
that Harry S. Truman, he must have been one fuck of a negotiator, to get Hitler to agree to put a bullet in his own head — and wouldn’t you have loved to have sat in on the phone call where Truman bargained Mussolini down to being a urine-soaked corpse hung upside down in the street?
Benito, have I got a deal for you.
look, JD Vance is highly educated. he graduated from Yale with a law degree. he knows how World War Two ended — so why on earth would he spew such laughable twaddle? does he think we’re that stupid? spoiler alert: yes, JD Vance thinks we’re that stupid. he also knows that MAGA is that stupid, and will believe anything he tells them. fair point, JD. we’ll give you that one.
but mostly, JD Vance is performing for that Audience of One who’s in the White House, glued to the TV while jamming burger after burger into his gluttonous face.
Donny — a preening, broken-inside bottomless pit of need — is watching, so JD has to flatter the shit out of him. he can’t just simply mumble something semi-reasonable about how Dear Leader’s going to deal his way out of thiswar — he has to twist the bullshit dial all the way to 11, and pretend that all wars that have ever been fought have been ended via negotiation.
so, Donny’s going to negotiate an end to Russia’s war of aggression against Ukraine?
fat fucking chance.
I guarantee that when Donny imagines himself as The Great Negotiator, this is what he sees: Bruce Willis in The Fifth Element, entering with guns blazing and then asking ‘anyone else want to negotiate?’
yeah, no, Donny. we’ve seen you operate. we know who you really are, when it comes to negotiations.
the fact is that Donny is shit at negotiating. Donnie Dealmaker is a character he played on a game show. it’s complete farce.
here’s a fun story that Jane Mayer wrote for The New Yorker, during Donny’s first reign.
in the 1980s, when Donny was looking for someone to ghostwrite The Art of the Deal, he asked journalist Tony Schwartz to do it. Schwartz absolutely did not fucking want any part of it.
He knew that if he took Trump’s money and adopted Trump’s voice, his journalism career would be badly damaged. His heroes were such literary nonfiction writers as Tom Wolfe, John McPhee, and David Halberstam. Being a ghostwriter was hackwork.
so here’s what Schwartz did: he asked for a ginormous amount of money, figuring no one would be fuckwit enough to agree to it, and that Donny would then go find someone else to ghostwrite the book. problem solved, right? wrong.
He told Trump that if he would give him half the advance and half the book’s royalties he’d take the job.
Such terms are unusually generous for a ghostwriter. Trump, despite having a reputation as a tough negotiator, agreed on the spot. “It was a huge windfall,” Schwartz recalls.
Donny got played — and it took all of ten seconds.
you know what percentage of royalties a ghostwriter usually receives? it’s zero. nothing. zip. nada. ghostwriters are generally paid a flat fee. but Tony Schwartz asked Donny for half — and The Great Dealmaker agreed to it, without even ten seconds of negotiating.
oh, and spoiler alert: ghostwriting The Art of the Deal turned out to be a nightmare.
But the discussion was soon hobbled by what Schwartz regards as one of Trump’s most essential characteristics: “He has no attention span.”
For the book, Trump needed to provide him with sustained, thoughtful recollections. He asked Trump to describe his childhood in detail. After sitting for only a few minutes in his suit and tie, Trump became impatient and irritable. He looked fidgety, Schwartz recalls, “like a kindergartner who can’t sit still in a classroom.” Even when Schwartz pressed him, Trump seemed to remember almost nothing of his youth, and made it clear that he was bored. Far more quickly than Schwartz had expected, Trump ended the meeting.
bored, irritable, with the attention span of a coked-up squirrel. all the shit that makes Donny impossible to deal with was already in place in the 1980s — and now you can throw advanced dementia into the mix.
this is the low-wattage stumblefuck who’s going to negotiate an end to the war in Ukraine? oh please. stop insulting our intelligence, JD.
oh wait, it seems Couchfuck isn’t finished thoroughly debasing himself. was there something more you wanted to get off your chest, my dude?
“what I admire about the president is he’s not trying to focus on every nitpicky detail of how this thing started three and a half year ago, he’s trying to focus on the nitpicky details of now.”
sigh.
RUSSIA STARTED AN UNPROVOKED WAR — but sure, let’s not bicker and argue over who killed who. it’s all too nitpicky.
hang on, here’s another Republican elbowing his way to the front of the self-humiliation line.
Margaret Brennan: “the president wants to buy a ten percent stake in Intel. that company says that now, basically, is going to have US taxpayers, as a shareholder, own ten percent. as a conservative, do you think the government should have ownership stakes in private companies?”
New York Rep Mike Lawler: “generally speaking, no … I think what the president is seemingly trying to do is get a return on these tens of billions of dollars that are being invested by US taxpayers into companies like Intel.”
seriously, Mike?
fact check: when the government owns the means of production, that’s literally a little thing we like to call State Socialism.
State socialism is a political and economic ideology within the socialist movement that advocates state ownership of the means of production.
which is a thing that Mike Lawler is definitely against, when he’s not for it.
“Zohran Mamdani’s push for government-owned grocery stores is straight out of the Marxist playbook, and history shows exactly how this experiment ends. New Yorkers deserve solutions, not socialist fantasies that have failed spectacularly every time they’ve been tried.”
so, socialism baaaaaaad, when Democrats suggest doing it, but goooood when Donny actually does it — and, when asked to square this doublethink, Lawler spews incomprehensible gibberish. basically, Dear Leader gets to do whatever he gets it in his deteriorating mind to do, because reasons.
this is our current nightmarish reality. America’s Mad King does something completely antithetical to decades of strict Republican dogma, and then we get to watch as an entire political party ties itself into knots trying to pretend that oh, absolutely, we’ve always been at war with Oceana.
if Donny farted out an executive order this very afternoon decreeing that everyone had to wear their underwear on their head, Republicans would be all over the Sunday shows with — you guessed it — underwear on their heads.
what a fucking time to be alive. lucky us.
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.
Tiedrich Sunday
it seems that America’s self-appointed bathroom panty inspector has grown tired of stalking Congress’ ladies rooms, waiting for women she deems insufficiently-feminine-looking to enter them, so she can point and scream and call attention to her own needy self.
Nancy Mace is looking for a new gig. she wants to pull that ‘show me your genitals’ shit in the bathrooms of South Carolina’s Executive Mansion — so she’s now running to be that state’s governor.
how Mace’s quest going? oh, just fucking swimmingly.
U.S. Rep. Nancy Mace (R-01) had advertised she would deliver a speech to more than 100 people in Myrtle Beach. Instead, eight people showed up. She canceled the speech and answered questions from reporters.
Mace was expected to deliver remarks focused on “protecting parental rights and advancing freedom in education” at the Moms for Liberty — Horry County Chapter meeting at Forward Church on Thursday, Aug. 21.
But when she walked into the room, and more chairs were empty than occupied. Plans seemingly changed.
holy shit, Nancy Mace — the Poster Girl for Transphobia — couldn’t get more than eight people to show up at a Moms for Liberty event?
you remember the Liberty Moms. they were hot shit a couple of years ago. these transphobic busybodies became the darlings of the right when they assigned themselves the job of policing America’s school libraries, making sure that little Sally and Jimmy didn’t get exposed to any subversive ideas — like, y’know, gay people should have basic human rights.
things started to go south for the Moms when they put an actual Hitler quote into the header of their newsletter.
decent people everywhere rightfully shit a brick over that — but instead of going ‘yeah, that’s crazy. what where we thinking?’, the Moms were genuinely mystified about all the fuss. what, so now it’s wrong to quote Hitler?
hings went further south when the Liberty Moms co-founder started showing up in an endless series of homemade sex tapes.
A second video has been recovered by police showing Bridget Ziegler, a cofounder of the conservative Moms for Liberty, engaging in sexual relations with a woman, sources said. It is not known if the woman in the video is the same woman who has alleged she was sexually assaulted by Christian Ziegler. Neither Christian nor Bridget Ziegler have responded to requests for comment from the Trident.
what a charming bunch of madcaps.
as I wrote at the time,
Brig apparently has an active and varied sex life — and hey, more power to her for that. no one should be shamed for what they do behind closed doors.
but the utter hypocrisy is off the charts — because that’s the fucking point here.
this busybody has made it her life’s work to tell other people how to live — to police other people’s bedrooms, and to publicly shame anyone who doesn’t conform to her cramped, hateful worldview.
when it comes to publicly shaming anyone who doesn’t conform to a cramped, hateful worldview, you would think that the Moms for Liberty and Nancy Mace would be a perfect fit. one wants to police what’s going in your kid’s book-bag, and the other wants to police what’s going on in your kid’s underwear.
but Nancy Mace couldn’t get more than eight of these hatemongers to show up — which doesn’t bode well for Nance’s gubernatorial aspirations.
it’s a thing we see play out all the time: the hubris of a clown who gets reelected over and over in their heavily-gerrymandered district thinking that it translates to state-wide popularity.
here’s Nancy Mace’s district, SC-1.
it’s a piece of cake to get elected as a Republican when your district has been so carefully engineered to marginalize Democratic voters that it now looks like a month-old fetus.
it’s entirely another story to convince voters across an entire state to vote for you — especially when you’re a performative-nonsense ninny more interested in making headlines than good policy.
here’s the South Carolina Governor’s Mansion.
there are 32 bathrooms in that sucker — and all of them are going to go un-monitored if Nancy Mace can’t even get nine transphobic extremists to show up for a campaign event.
by the way, when I tried to look up Nancy Mace’s district at Congress.govwhile writing this post, this is what I got:
acting-adjacent Hollywood found object Dean Cain recently switched professions.
he’s no longer a bitter never-was, spending his time complaining about not being able to get cast in roles. he’s now an official member of Kristi Noem’s deportation gestapo.
but don’t worry. Dean’s putting his almost-acting talent to good use. he’s the star of a new ICE training video — and it’s such a huge ball of holy shit that it has to be seen to be believed.
what the fuck did we just watch?
it’s basically an out-of-breath ball of pudge struggling to master a laughably-simple little obstacle course — and you’ve got to love the moment when Dean’s left leg gets stuck as he tries to vault that barrier.
let’s gif that shit and slow it way the fuck down.
your first thought has to be ‘is this a fucking joke?’ — did some out-of-shape goofball pretending to be Dean Cain make a parody video and put it online?
nope, it’s one hundred percent real. ICE even posted it up on Elon’s Nazi bar.
if that’s really the actual training that ICE is inflicting on all the psychos who are signing up because they’re so super fucking horny to tackle day laborers in a Home Depot parking lot, then I have the same question as this dude on Threads: how did these guys make it through the pipe?
did these two homeys join ICE because they were hoping someone would thow sandwiches at them?
but let’s talk about the production values of the Dean Cain training video — because there aren’t any. it looks like they spent about five dollars on it. what in the clownish name of Storm Trooper Jesus is this?
it’s great to know that if Dean Cain runs into any mannequins that have overstayed their visas, he’ll be prepared to fuck their shit seven ways from breakfast.
it’s all so pathetically amateurish.
I guess this is what happens when 99% of ICE’s budget goes to Kristi Noem’s hair, makeup and cosplay costuming.
the Dean Cain training film is barely one step up from those self-produced youtube videos where some Meal Team Six nitwit goes out in the middle of the woods — ostensibly to show off their marksmanship skills — and ends up hobbling around and screaming ‘I just fucking shot myself.’
have a great Sunday, everyone. no matter what you’re getting up to today, you’re probably having a better time than Nancy Mace and Dean Cain.
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.
Whoopsie!
It’s The Hypocrisy, Stupid!
Viva La Revolución
This Week In Stupid
as another stupid week comes to a close here in America, let’s look back at the dumbest fucking shit that happened.
monday: tik me no toks
apparently, Donny Convict’s handlers got the bright idea to start up a tiktok account for Dear Leader — because these days, all the cool fascists musthave one.
here’s Donny’s first post. there’s no actual need to watch it. it’s twenty-seven seconds of who the fuck even cares.
instead, let’s take a look at what happened next: people started commenting.
and they commented some more.
they kept right on commenting — and all anyone wanted to talk about was Donny’s close, personal relationship with his dead pedo bestie.
as of right now, there are over 49,000 comments under that video. I’m guessing that about 48,945 of them are about you-know-what.
hey Donny, how’s your cover-up going? not well, I’d say.
uesday: I see dead voters
New Jersey congressman Jeff Van Drew has a wee bit of an ectoplasm problem.
“people who were passed away, these are real people. I spoke to large numbers of them.”
dude, I’m contractually obligated to ask: are these ‘large numbers of people whom you’ve spoken to who have passed away’ in the room with is right now? I’m guessing they are, and you’re the only one who can see them.
now, normally I’d be advising Rep. Van Drew to be dialing 1-800-GHOSTBUSTERS.
but I’m hearing that Kristi Noem’s conscripted them into ICE to help deport undocumented demons back to Carpathia.
wednesday: verily, I whine unto you
MAGA preacher Hank Kunneman has a bone to pick with his evidently unfaithful flock. he seems to have mortgaged himself up to his eyeballs on the expectation he’d be able to fleece his way out of it — and it ain’t happening.
“I’m not saying this to be mad. I’m saying this because I feel like I’m going to go to my advocate Jesus. I have $400,000 to pay — and the only reason I took a line of credit is that I could have this, and we wouldn’t have to wait, potentially— can you imagine still being in there, and this sanctuary done, and we don’t have the money to pay for the AV, so now we’ve got to sit there for a year, because that’s how long it would have taken. and I said, well, can I get a line of credit? I didn’t know what else to do. ‘shouldn’t have borrowed’? oh, well tell that to the prophet who said to the widow, go get some vessels, go get some vases, and borrow not a few.”
come on, widows, do a bro a solid. why the fuck aren’t you out there, rounding up those vessels, right now?
seriously, what’s the point of even being an evangelist if you can’t depend on the rubes to finance your obscenely opulent lifestyle?
oh, and that thing about the widows and the vessels? that’s from 2 Kings 4, where the Big Guy in the Sky commits a miracle in order to help a widow deal with her own debts. it’s not about underwriting the greed of some numb-nuts preacher who’s shit at grifting.
pray harder, bro.
thursday: no, it’s pull yourself up by your own bootstraps
here comes Sean Duffy, the reality-show-has-been who grew up to become Donny’s Secretary Of Planes Falling Out Of The Sky, to demonstrate that there’s physical fitness, and then there’s whatever the fuck this is.
Sean, are you fucking kidding me? on what planet is that considered a legit pull-up? the Fox News flunkie who’s helping you is expending more energy that you are.
we absolutely need to gif this shit for posterity’s sake.
also, I have it on good authority from Rick Santorum that two men working out like this leads to people marrying their dogs.
slippery slope, my dudes. just saying.
friday: a day in the life
on Friday, some fucking idiot meandered into the Oval Office. befuddled and disheveled, the fucking idiot wore a stupid hat and an even stupider expression.
he fucking idiot’s right hand was, as usual, all fucked to shit from god-knows-what procedure — because as usual, the fucking idiot’s health is a huge State Secret.
the fucking idiot proudly showed off a photo of the despot bestie whose warm embrace he so desperately pines for.
“I’m going to sign this for him. I was sent one. I thought you’d all like to see it. it’s a man named Vladimir Putin, who I believe will be coming, depending on what happens. he may be coming and he may not. depending on what happens. we have a lot of things happening over the next couple of weeks. but I thought it was a nice picture. of him. okay of me, but nice of him. so that was very nice that it was sent.”
the fucking idiot blithered about gold.
“you see the way this is looking? look. I can’t tell you how much that gold costs, a lotta money. there’s nothing like gold and there’s nothing like solid gold, but this, this beautiful office needed it.”
the fucking idiot then hallucinated about ‘beautiful African-American ladies’ who are begging him to come to Chicago and do a fascism.
“Chicago is a mess. and we’ll straighten that one out probably next … African Americans ladies, beautiful ladies, are saying ‘please President Trump, come to Chicago.’”
the fucking idiot then wandered over to the Kennedy Center, where he gibbered incoherently about ‘the cubes with the doors.’
“they built these rooms nobody’s gonna use. rooms underground. and I’ve often wondered what are the big cubes they have outside that block the view. the cubes with the door in them so that people can get down to rooms that nobody is going to use. and it’s a shame. it’s a shame.”
and then the fucking idiot blithered about ‘these cubes’ a second time.
“I can’t use bad language, but it’s been so badly run. and they built these cubes outside, these cubes. and there’s stairways that go down to little rooms that nobody uses. it’s so crazy what they did. they spend hundreds of millions of dollars. it’s like throwing money out the window. they built cubes. all it does is block off the view. you know, they go down to little stages, but nobody uses them. and we’re taking care of our big, beautiful stages that people really want.”
and the fucking idiot didn’t get 25th Amendmented on the spot. how fucking idiotic is that?
saturday: ?
hey, it’s still morning as I sit here writing this — but give it time, I guarantee you that some dipshit wingnut is going to do something stupid before the day is over. you can set your watch to it.
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.
They Think We’re ALL As Stupid As Felon45
And Not A Drag Queen In Sight
Texas megachurch founder Robert Morris indicted on charges of lewd acts with a child
The founder of a Texas megachurch who resigned as senior pastor last year after he admitted “inappropriate sexual behavior” in the 1980s has been indicted on five criminal counts involving a child, the Oklahoma Attorney General’s Office said Wednesday.
Robert Morris, 63, who founded Gateway Church in Southlake, is charged with five counts of lewd or indecent acts with a child, the attorney general’s office said in a statement.
The abuse began in December 1982 when Morris was visiting the Hominy, Oklahoma, home of the victim, the attorney general’s office alleged. He was 21 and she was 12 at the time.
It continued for four years, the office said.
Gateway Church in Southlake, which is in the Dallas-Fort Worth area, is the one of the largest megachurches in the United States.
In June, after Cindy Clemishire came forward to accuse Morris of sexually abusing her as a child, Morris said he engaged in “inappropriate sexual behavior with a young lady in a home where I was staying” in a statement to the evangelical news site The Christian Post.
But Wait! There’s More!
Las Vegas pastor thought he was meeting 14-year-old boy for sex: police
LAS VEGAS (KLAS) — Police and federal officials arrested a Las Vegas pastor as he prepared to meet a person he believed was a teenage boy for sex, according to documents the 8 News Now Investigators obtained Monday.
Neal Creecy, 46, faces a charge of luring or attempting to lure a child or mentally ill person with the use of computer technology to engage in sexual conduct, records said.
https://arrestedpastor.com/neal-harrison-creecy
At this point, I see “pastor,” or especially “youth pastor” and I automatically think, PEDOPHILE. Always.
And again…not a drag queen in sight. Imagine that!
Tiedrich Friday
yesterday, the California Legislature passed, and Governor Gavin Newsom signed into law, the Texas Can Go Fuck Itself Act of 2025.
the legislation will enable a special election to be held on November 4th that will ask voters to grant final approval to newly drawn congressional districts in order to shitcan five Republican seats in the US House of Representatives. current polling indicates that voters favor the shit out of this plan.
California, fuck yeah.
“we got here because the president of the United States is struggling. we got here because the president of the United States is one of the most unpopular presidents in U.S. history. we got here because he recognizes that he will lose the election and Congress will go back into the hands of the Democratic Party next November. we got here because of his failed policies. those are being exposed hour by hour, reinforced today by Walmart announcing they’ll be raising prices, because of the tax increases. because of the tariffs. we’re reminded every day by a slowing economy, growing mistrust, distrust, all across this nation, across the board, he is failing. he recognizes that, and that’s why he made a phone call to Greg Abbott, asking for five seats. he can’t win by playing by traditional sets of rules. he plays by no rules. I remind you all the time: it’s not the Rule of Law, it’s the Rule of Don — and we’re standing up to that. we’re responding to that.”
it cannot be stressed enough that it shouldn’t have to be this way. California shouldn’t have to do fuckery to counter Texas’ fuckery.
in a sanely-run country, every state’s maps would be mandated by an independent commission that would divvy everything up in a fair and non-partisan way. y’know, true representational government. none of these fucked-up amoeba-shaped districts like the one that enables the shouty half-dressed degenerate wrestling coach Jim Jordan to be reelected over and over in perpetuity, despite being one of the most-useless pantloads ever to stalk the halls of Congress.
but we don’t live in a sanely-run country. we live in the United States of the Stupidest Bullshit Ever, where every fucking thing has to be a battle.
it’s the dumbest possible way to run a country.
but this is a battle the Republican Party started — because they know their policies fucking suck, and they can’t win free and fair elections. so they’re allthe hell with playing fair, let’s just cheat our way to victory. it’s the Donny Convict way.
you want a battle? fine. go fuck yourselves. we’re going to do things the Untouchables way.
here’s another stupid hyper-partisan battle our country should not have to be fighting right now: is the current president a drooling imbecile, or what? — because fucking duh, he absolutely is.
this is an actual thing that happened yesterday: Donny phoned into one of these MAGAfied hate-radio programs, and proudly announced that he was going to personally patrol the ‘dangerous’ streets of DC that very night, like some fucked-up geriatric Batman.
I’m going to be going out tonight with the police and with the military, of course,” Trump told conservative host Todd Starnes. Trump has previously described the national capital as riddled with “crime” and “dangerous.”
here’s what happened next: Donny waddled over to the U.S. Park Police operations center and gibbered like a maniac for half an hour, about all the usual nonsense the demented old fuck obsesses over — like grass.
“one of the things will be redoing is your parks. I’m very good at grass, ’cause I have a lot of golf courses all over the place. I know more about grass than any human being I think anywhere in the world. and we’re going to be regrassing all your parks, all brand-new sprinkler systems, the best that you can buy, like Augusta. no, it’ll look like Augusta. it’ll look like, more importantly, Trump National Golf Club, that’s even better. but we’re gonna look, we’re gonna have all brand-new beautiful grass. you know like everything else, grass has a life. do you know that? grass has a life. you know, we have a life and grass has a life. and the grass here died about 40 years ago.”
what the fuck? what grass? who gives a shit about grass? where are these parks that Donny’s so horny to turn into shittier versions of his shitty golf motels? above all, why is the president of the United States wasting one second of his time on grass? doesn’t he have a real job?
oh wait — no, he doesn’t. Nosferatu McGoebbels is actually running the country, leaving Donny all the time in the world to regrass all our parks.
I guess this is a good place to remind everyone that my What The Fuck Is Wrong With You Challenge is now in its 1,950th day.
also, I’m pretty sure I know one guy who’s better at grass than Preznit Fuckwit.
so, how did Donny’s patrolling of the streets of DC go last night?
it never fucking happened.
after Donny’s blither-session at the Parks Police HQ, he waddled back to the White House, and that was that. Donny presumably spent the rest of his day flopped on a couch, watching himself on TV.
once again, America’s Mad King goes completely off the rails — makes a huge boast about how he’s going to personally patrol the streets, does a crazypants speech, and then disappears without doing one second of “patrolling” — and everybody just shrugs and goes ‘yeah, that happened.’
none of this is normal — and once again, we’re all numbed by the firehose of insanity.
and now here’s what might just be the dumbest imaginary battle ever, because it’s over a corporate logo.
“sparking some ire” is really underplaying what actually happened: the worst fucking people on the planet completely lost their shit.
“In college, I worked at @CrackerBarrel in Tallahassee. I even gave my life to Christ in their parking lot. Their logo was iconic and their unique restaurants were a fixture of American culture. No one asked for this woke rebrand. It’s time to Make Cracker Barrel Great Again.”
dude gave his life to Christ in a Cracker Barrel parking lot.
bro, you might want to ask Christ for it back — because you desperately need to get a life, if this is the kind of nonsense you’re getting all worked up over.
also, Byron — are you sure that was Christ? are you sure you didn’t get mugged by a junkie? because I’ve seen a lot of skeevy longhaired dudes in parking lots in my life — and none of them turned out to be Jesus.
here’s the new logo, and yeah, it sucks. it’s charmless and sterile, but so what?
and how it is woke? I can’t figure it out. Charlotte Clymer can’t figure it out.
They believe someone like me—a progressive trans woman—is cheering on the new logo change, which I find very confusing. I’m genuinely confused.
Tragically, I am something of an expert on anti-woke propaganda—which is an incredibly sad and pathetic area of expertise—and my hand to god, I honestly don’t know why rightwing influencers think I should be happy about the logo change.
does MAGA really need to turn every fucking thing, no matter how insignificant, into a culture war battle? it’s a corporate logo. of course it’s sterile, that’s been the trend in logo design for a over hundred years.
MAGA was so up in arms over the logo change, that Cracker Barrel stock plunged right into the shitter.
Cracker Barrel shed almost $100 million in market value after its stock plunged Thursday following the release of a new logo. The new design eliminates a longstanding drawing of an overall-clad man leaning against a barrel, in favor of a cleaner logo featuring just the chain’s name.
Christ in a Cracker Barrel, how incomprehensibly idiotic is that?
free clue for MAGA: normal people don’t obsess over shit this stupid. normal people don’t see everything as an ideological battle to be fought tooth and nail. normal people don’t glue their identities to a corporate logo. corporations don’t give a fuck about you. just like Dear Leader. he doesn’t give a fuck about you, either.
look, MAGA — if you hate the new Cracker Barrel logo, maybe you’ll like this one better.
because seriously, the only thing you need to know about this whole made up controversy over a fucking corporate logo is that Donny’s name is on every page of the Epstein Files.
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.
Oopsie!
Gavin Newsome Is The Attack Dog We Need
Thursday Tiedrich
Gavin Newsom and his social media team are humiliating the living shit out of Republicans right now — and Republicans have no one to blame but themselves.
don’t feed the troll.’
it’s the first thing most of us learn on the internet. if someone is deliberately trying to wind you up, just to provoke response, don’t engage. don’t give them the pleasure of a reply. it’s what they want. it’s how they win. just walk away.
and for fuck’s sake, don’t ever feed the troll when the troll is so much better at internetting than you are.
perhaps the Esteemed Senator Fidel Cancun should stick to his day job as an obscure podcaster.
it’s been over a week since Team Newsom started tweeting in the crazypants ALL CAPS style of Mad King Donny. imagine for a moment what would have happened if the Republican response had been silence. Newsom’s joke would have been funny for a couple of days, and then the world would have moved on to the next shiny object.
but no, Republicans can’t keep silent — and as a result they keep getting their asses handed to them.
as always, the wingnuts’ infantile insults reveal more about them than they intend to.
“Gavin and his team of beta males who sit down to pee.”
pro tip: normal people don’t obsess over what goes on in bathrooms.
Team Newsom has held up a mirror to what unserious nitwits conservatives are, and it’s broken their brains.
let’s listen to the man himself break it down.
“I mean, even poor Kid Rock — these guys, they’ve gotten a little precious, haven’t they? the folks at Fox are like, ‘oh, this is so unbecoming of a governor. oh, oh.’ and meanwhile, they sit there reading his tweets every single day. are they really that out of touch? it’s jaw-dropping how precious and concerned the New York Post has suddenly gotten. how the Wall Street Journal board is like, ‘oh no, we can’t have this.’ I mean, what I hope is that we’re exposing it all. I hope we’re entertaining some people.”
the governor asks, ‘are they really that out of touch?’
the answer is clear: oh fucking yes, they are.
Fox News has done as much as anyone to keep this story alive. they just keep bringing on an endless series of tiresome scolds to explain why it’s perfectly okay for Dear Leader to tweet like a coked-up squirrel, but it’s not okay for Gavin Newsom to mimic it.
oh look, here’s Couchfuck McGee to drone on about authenticity.
this idea that Gavin Newsom is somehow going to mimic Donald Trump’s style — that ignores the fundamental genius of President Trump’s political success that he is authentic. don’t be a crazy person. be authentic.”
that’s rich, getting lessons in authenticity from JD Vance.
this is the automaton whose idea of human interaction is to lurch mechanically into a donut shop and be all ‘hello fellow life-form, for what time period have you been commercing confections, HA HA that’s great.’
America’s Mad King is authentic? oh please. there’s nothing authentic about the guy with a fake tan, fake teeth, fake hair, fake golf scores, fake SAT scores, fake bone spurs, lifts in his shoes, a girdle around his waist, and god knows what the fuck else is going on under those shapeless clothes.
on and on goes the endless parade of Fox News bobbleheads. who even knew that Kellyanne Conway was still a thing?
look at Gavin Newsom. now he’s busy trolling on social media, and it’s cringe … because Donald Trump is one of one. only he can do what he’s done with social media.”
fact check: fuck no, it’s not true that only Dear Leader can tweet like Dear Leader. Donny’s dumb-ass ALL CAPS style is so easily-mockable that even a map company can do it.
that’s why all this shit is so fucking hilarious. that’s why the very second anyone tweets out bombastic all-caps nonsense, you know exactly who’s being parodied.
look, MAGA: the reason it’s so easy to mock Dear Leader is because he’s done ninety-five percent of the job for us. he’s already a joke.
Donny Convict is a buffoon. he walks like a buffoon, talks like a buffoon, and tarts himself up like a buffoon.
that’s why you can stick an orange wig on a muppet and everyone immediately knows who’s being made fun of.
it’s not our fault that the guy you worship is a clown. that was your choice.
grow a sense of humor.
oh, look who else can’t stop whining about Gavin Newsom. it’s the White House Deputy Press Secretary.
“The all caps tweets from Newsom’s team are very weird and not at all funny but I know some dweeb is sitting in they/thems office cackling to themselves thinking they’re a world class comedian.”
fact check:
oh, lucky us. MSNBC’s most-useless pantload has entered the chat.
“it’s quite embarrassing, actually. I mean, Gavin Newsom, I mean have you seen what he’s doing online, and [hugh sigh] just take a deep breath.”
shut the fuck up, Morning Joe. you’re of no use to anyone.
you know what’s “quite embarrassing”? that stunt that happened about ten minutes after Donny was elected last November, when Morning Joe and Any Time Of Day Mika slunk down to Motel-a-Lago to grovel at Dear Leader’s feet.
‘oh, please don’t be mean to us, we promise to say only nice things about you.’
so again, Joe: shut. the. fuck. up. you’re not fit to shine Gavin Newsom’s shoes. we’ll give you a call if we ever need tips on kow-towing to a tinpot fascist.
even Donny himself can’t let this story die. he was at it again last night — and, of course, Gavin Newsom had the perfect one-word response.
maybe Donny should sit the whole Newsom thing out, and go back to denying ever meeting his dead pedo bestie.
speaking of which: the only thing you really need to know about all this ginned-up wingnut outrage over Gavin Newsom’s tweets is that Donny Convict’s name is on every page of the Epstein Files.
and now, it’s time for your Hero of the Day.
one has to wonder why Couchfuck McGee even bothers to go out in public any more. no matter where on the planet he goes, he’s met with angry, shouting crowds. yesterday, for some inexplicable reason, JD got it into his vapid head to stroll into Washington DC’s Union Station, and — well, here’s your hero.
“oh look, it’s Couchfucker. you gonna fuck a couch, buddy? GO FUCK A COUCH, JD VANCE, GO FUCK A COUCH!”
thank you to the approximately two hundred thousand people who messaged me to let me know it happened. you’re all doing the lord’s work.
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.
Beating Back The Stupid
Vomiting It All Up
I Don’t Have Time For Your Trans Bullshit
From Gregfallis.com:
Look, this is really simple. Trans women are women. Trans men are men. Trans people are people. Same goes for non-binary folks.<
Trans military troops are troops. This is so fucking obvious, but there’s a lot of macho bullshit involved here. Again, it’s really pretty simple. Trans helo pilots are helo pilots, trans mechanics are mechanics, trans medics are medics, trans EOD specialists are EOD specialists. A helo or an unexploded bomb doesn’t care about gender. Piloting helos and defusing bombs are skills that can be learned. Sure, some folks will be better at it than other folks, but that’s just how the world works. It’s massively stupid to refuse to enlist anybody willing to put on the uniform, shoulder a weapon, and walk a post.
Trans athletes are athletes. There’s SO MUCH bullshit about this topic. It shouldn’t surprise anybody that not all athletes are equal, and not all of that is due to native talent. There are dozens of ways one athlete can have an advantage over another. There are technological advantages, in gear and in training. Having cutting edge equipment and sophisticated training tools make a difference. There are massive financial advantages; rich kids can afford trainers and gym fees and gear beyond the reach of poor kids.
And yes, there are genetic/physical advantages. Why was Michael Phelps such a good swimmer? He had unique physical attributes—a long torso, short legs, long arms, large hands and feet, and double-jointed ankles—that gave him a physical advantage over other swimmers. High testosterone levels can matter in sports, but variances in testosterone levels occur naturally (which is why you see those commercials for men with ‘low-t’). Even so, sports governing bodies like the NCAA created policies that require trans women (this apparently isn’t an issue for trans men) to complete a full calendar year of testosterone suppression treatment before being allowed to compete in women’s sports. If a trans person excels in sports, it’s for the same reasons anybody excels in sports. Hard work, good training, dedication, and maybe (like Phelps) some quirk of biology.
Trans teachers are teachers. Math is math, geography is geography, grammar is grammar, history is…well, debatable, but the eccentricities of history aren’t dependent on the biology of the teacher. Trans shopping clerks are shopping clerks. Whether you’re shopping for a sweater or a lawn mower or a canoe or patio furniture, all you want is somebody who knows the product they’re selling.
I could continue this. Trans surgeons are surgeons, trans plumbers are plumbers, trans lion tamers are lion tamers, and and and. Trans people are people. There’s no point in waffling about this. Yes, people will have different opinions on the matter, and yes, they’re allowed to voice those opinions, but no, you don’t have to respect those opinions.
And by the way, it works both ways: Trans assholes are assholes (uh…I’m talking personality here, not anatomy. Although that would also be true). My point is this: if you don’t accept trans people as people, then the problem isn’t with the trans folks; the problem is you’re an asshole.
EDITORIAL NOTE: This trans bullshit is another facet of patriarchy. We need to burn the patriarchy to the ground. Then dig up the roots and burn them. Then piss on the ashes before burying them in lye. Then nuke it from orbit (it’s the only way to be sure). Then have some of those little lemon cakes.
Right?!
Sunday Madness From Jeff Tiedrich
hey, remember back on the very first day of Donny’s second reign, when he rung up Vlad Putin and was all ‘listen, you Russkie fuckwazoo, you better cut this Ukraine shit out right now’ — and just like that, the war was over?
yeah well, nobody else remembers that, either.
what we do remember is that months went by, and eventually, a few word-adjacent noises seeped out of Donny’s rancid anus mouth about how ‘well, I’m very disappointed that my bestie Vladdy won’t do a ceasefire’ — to which Vladdy grabbed his own crotch and was all ‘hey fuck-o, I’ve got your ceasefire right here.’
get ready for Donny’s latest clumsy-ass attempt to do a diplomacy: he’s invited Putin to Alaska this coming Friday for a despot snugglebunny playdate, ostensibly to (look, stop rolling your eyes) negotiate a ceasefire in Ukraine.
it’s a move that’s clownfuckingly wrong on so many levels.
topmost: do you know why Donny and Vladdy picked Alaska as the location for their playdate? really, anywhere in Europe would make more logistic sense. look at how close those countries are to Moscow — but Putin’s going to go the long way across the globe and travel thousands of miles to meet Donny in Alaska.
so, why there? no, it’s not so Putin can, at long last, finally see Sarah Palin’s house.
the reason for Alaska is that Putin has been declared a war criminal by the International Criminal Court in The Hague, and there’s a warrant out for his arrest. America’s great frozen north is one of the few places on the planet where Putin can go without ending up in handcuffs.
here’s the thing about the ICC: they don’t have a police force. through a treaty known as the Rome Statute, 125 countries have agreed to use their own law enforcement to make arrests and provide transportation to The Hague.
now, see if you can guess the names of two countries that haven’t signed onto that agreement. that’s right: the good old US of A, and Russia.
Donny’s coddling a war criminal, and providing him with a safe haven.instead of arresting Putin, he will welcome him with open arms onto American soil.
once again, America’s Mad King is an international embarrassment. our actual allies can only look on in horror.
by the way, you know who used to work at ICC, don’t you? this guy.
Jack Smith, a.k.a. The Man Who Convicts War Criminals In The Hague. Donny fucking hates this guy, for some weird reason.
the Mad King just keeps making these tone-deaf foreign policy moves, because he truly doesn’t understand how terrible all this shit looks to the rest of the world.
remember during his first reign, when he actually invited the Taliban to Camp David for a Fourth of July sleepover? when John Bolton told Donny that it was the stupidest fucking idea he’d ever heard in his life, Donny fired him via a tweet — and then canceled the cookout. good times. just another day in the incoherent life of America’s Mad King.
speaking of John Bolton, let’s hear what he has to say about Donny and Vladdy’s despot playdate.
“this is not quite as bad as Trump inviting the Taliban to Camp David to talk about the peace negotiations in Afghanistan, but it certainly reminds one of that. the only better place for Putin than Alaska would be if the summit were being held in Moscow. so the initial setup, I think, is a great victory for Putin. I have a feeling this is sliding very quickly in Russia’s direction. we’re not quite back at February the 28th in the oval office, when Trump told Zelenskyy, you don’t have any cards. but what’s happening is that Russia and the United States are discussing what terms they’re going to present to Zelenskyy. and it may well be that, Zelenskyy has no choice I have to say, from the strategic perspective, from the U.S. interest perspective, this was not good.”
look, John Bolton is a blood-spattered warhawk who assured us that Saddam Hussein was hiding WMDs in Iraq. he’s not our friend — but when he’s right, he’s right.
Donny’s getting played by a war criminal who’s a thousand times smarter than he is — and Donny’s too fucking dumb to realize that he’s conferred legitimacy onto a pariah who’s been shunned by the rest of the world.
Bolton’s right, this is a huge victory for Putin — because look at what Donny and Vladdy are cooking up.
over to you, Heather Cox Richardson.
U.S. and Russian officials are planning this summit to hammer out an agreement that will force Ukraine to cede to Russia its land currently occupied by Russian troops, as well as Crimea. This deal would hand Ukraine’s eastern industrial territory to Russia and bless the principle that one country can seize territory from another through force. Observers note that once this principle is established, as Putin wishes, there will be nothing stopping him from invading Ukraine again as soon as his war-weary country recovers its strength.
this fucktastic load of bullshit again. Donny and Putin are going to come up with a plan that’s identical to all the other plans they’ve come up with:Putin gets to go ‘all this is mine now’ and Ukraine will be cordially invited to go fuck itself. they’re going to take this plan to Zelenskyy and go ‘here’s your shit sandwich, Volodymyr, you’re welcome.’
when he heard this news, Zelenskyy was all yeah, fuck no.
“We will not allow this second attempt to partition Ukraine. Knowing Russia – where there is a second, there will be a third.”
what is the fucking point of Donny and Vlad hammering out an ‘agreement’ that’s identical to the previous failed agreements, when it’s a non-starter?
Donny’s allowing himself to get pantsed by Putin, just like he got pantsed in Helsinki in 2018.
There was surprise — even shock — when the president of the United States stood onstage alongside Russian President Vladimir Putin and accepted the former KGB officer’s denials regarding that interference [in the 2016 election].
Trump was asked directly which one he believed: his own intelligence community or Putin. In so many words, Trump gave the answer: Putin.
Sen. John McCain, the Arizona Republican, called it “one of the most disgraceful performances by an American president in memory.”
no shit, John.
oh, and fuck Lindsey Graham.
To those who criticize President Trump for being willing to meet with Putin to end the bloodbath in Ukraine – remember Reagan met with Gorbachev to try to end the Cold War.”
unctuous much, you ginormous kiss-ass?
“I’m confident President Trump will walk away – like Reagan – if Putin insists on a bad deal.”
oh fuck straight off with this nonsense, Lindsey. Dear Leader wouldn’t recognize a bad deal if it came to life, leapt off the page, introduced itself as Mister Bad Deal and said ‘I’m a bad deal.’ Donny is the low-wattage dumb-ass who, after his fourth casino went bankrupt, decided it would be awesome to open a fifth.
Donny’s getting played. I hope he enjoys his pantsing.
here’s how a real president deals with Putin.
now let’s talk about something good. let’s reacquaint ourselves with an old friend: Judge Tanya Chutkan.
A lawsuit demanding secret government records tied to Jeffrey Epstein has landed in the courtroom of a judge Donald Trump can’t stand.
U.S. District Judge Tanya Chutkan — the same judge who handled Trump’s federal election interference case — is now in charge of a new lawsuit filed by the Democracy Forward Foundation (DFF), according to New Republic. The group is trying to force the Department of Justice and FBI to hand over any communications about Epstein involving Trump officials, any contact between Trump and Epstein, and the infamous Epstein client list that former Florida Attorney General Pam Bondi once said was on her desk.
how fucking sweet is that? Judge Chutkan, who has absolutely no tolerance for any of Donny’s bullshit, gets to decide if the We the People get to see Epstein Files.
for expert analysis, let’s hand things off to Nelson Muntz.
and now, here are your heroes of the day: the good people of the Cotswolds, England.
JD Vance, the doughiest pantload ever to be Vice President, is currently enjoying the seventh vacation he’s taken in the six months he’s been in office.
hat’s right: you get two government-issued dolls and five pencils, but Couchfuck McGee gets seven vacations.
here’s how the fine citizens of the Cotswolds welcomed JD.
have a great Sunday, everyone.
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.
The Week In Stupid From Jeff Tiedrich
monday: look who he’s asking
pour one out for bear cub carcass aficionado Bobby Brainworms Jr., he’s learning that being a jester in the Mad King’s court is hard.
“we have full support from the president. he wants this done. he wants — he promised to make American healthy again, and he’s gonna do that. he called me last night. he calls me three or four times a week and says, ‘where are you? why aren’t people healthier yet?’ so he’s keeping me under pressure.”
really? the porcine twatwaffle who believes exercise is bad for you is phoning up the whale-chainsawing crackpot who doesn’t understand how germs workand hectoring him about ‘it’s been ten minutes, where’s all the health you promised?’
why do I find this scenario totally believable? because this is what government looks like when everyone in it is a fucking clown, that’s why.
I have a suggestion. why don’t you buffoons just get some Heritage Foundation nitwit to make a chart that says “HEALTHY!” with a line going up, and announce to reporters that health is solved.
isn’t that how you get rid of all your other problems? by imagining them away? trust me, the press will go right along with it.
tuesday: instant you-know-what
sometimes it’s the headline that’s worth a thousand words, so let’s just sit back and enjoy the shit out of this one.
over to you, Nelson Muntz.
and now over to you, John Lennon.
wednesday: oh please shut the fuck up, already
let’s see how few words I can use to explain this whole Sydney Sweeney manufactroversy, because it’s so fucking stupid that it’s not worth the brainpower to do a deep dive.
American Eagle put up some ads featuring a photo of MAGAfied actress Sydney Sweeney with the headline “Sydney Sweeney has great jeans.”
get it? get it? great jeans, great genes.
bueno for you, American Eagle.
the tiresome thing that happened next is that the wingnut howler-monkey ecosystem pretended that “liberals” were outraged because the ads promoted “eugenics,” or some such fever-swamp bullshit. then the wingnuts worked themselves into a ginormous hissy-fit over the faux outrage they claimed was coming from the left, and the whole thing exploded all over Fox News and Newsmax.
it’s so fucking dumb — but all you really need to know is that no ginned-up ‘scandal’ is complete without the most-useless pantload on the airwaves weighing in.
I’m talking, of course, about Fox News found object Jesse Watters.
“you know how this ends? Sydney Sweeney is going to marry Barron Trump and it’s going to create the greatest political dynasty in American history.”
once again, this is way too much information.
we don’t need to know that this is what Jesse Watters fantasizes about. we don’t need to know that he goes home and make his Darth Vader and Princess Leia dolls kiss while going ‘oh Sydney, you’re so hot’ and ‘I want you so much, Barron.’
Jesse, please, we beg of you. go back to openly wishing that Dear Leader was your daddy. somehow, that’s far less creepy.
thursday: the continuing adventures of Dildo J. Trump Jr.
oh look, the worst fucking people in the world have found a new way to call attention to their dumb-ass shitwaddery. they’re throwing green dildos onto the court during WNBA games. no, really...
why are they doing this? who knows? do the worst fucking people in the world really need a reason to do any of the stupid misogynistic bullshit they get themselves up to?
all you need to know is that no hateful bid for attention is complete until Cokey McSniffles Jr. gets involved.
oh look, Cokey’s abusive father is throwing a green dildo from the roof of the White House down onto where a women’s basketball game is taking place. I guess it’s on the that parking-lot abomination where the Rose Garden used to be?
don’t ask me, I’m not the AI that generated it.
give it up, Junior. your father is never going to love you, no matter how many stupid-ass memes you post.
friday: I want you — to hate
is there no hallowed institution that these fuckweasels won’t drag out back to the gravel pit and shoot in the face? the answer, of course, is a resounding no.
remember good old Uncle Sam, as depicted by the artist James Montgomery Flagg? he wanted YOU.
basically, he wanted you to punch the shit out of Nazis.
no more. now, Uncle Sam literally wants you to be a Nazi.
oh great. Uncle Sam has taken off his red, white and blue top hat and replaced it with an ICE cap. presumably, he’ll be putting a mask over his face next.
here comes ICE Sam, pouring out of the back of a rent-a-truck and tackling some hapless immigrant in a Home Depot parking lot.
look what other Nazi-level shit your government has been up to lately.
“Serve your country! Defend your culture! No undergraduate degree required!”
“defend your culture.” racism doesn’t get much more racist than that.
exactly what ‘culture’ are we defending here? is it throwing green dildos at women? is that the precious culture we need to preserve from the influence of swarthy foreigners?
you know who else was really big on defending their pure-white culture from the influence of swarthy foreigners, don’t you? of course you do.
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.
Oh, SNAP!
