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Thursday Madness

From Jeff Tiedrich:

Donny Convict isn't a corrupt piece of shit, and other Republican fairy tales

and The New York Times gives Dear Leader another free pass

n today's episode of Bad Take Theater, we're going to hear two from worthless Republicans and one dipshit New York Times reporter as they concoct fever-swamp fantasies about why Donny Convict's blatant, in-your-face corruption isn't actually corruption.

Missouri Senator Josh Hawley is the holder of the land speed record for Getting The Fuck Out of Here While Insurrectionists Are Insurrecting.

he's also one of Donny's chief apologists on Capitol Hill. his farcical explanation for why Dear Leader isn't corrupt boils down to 'what's Donny need money for? he's already got shitloads.'

Manu Raju: "what about this meme coin? when the price goes up, it helps his family."

Josh Hawley: "well, listen. I think nobody believes that Donald Trump can be bought. I mean, what does Donald Trump need more money for."

methinks Josh Hawley is trying to blow smoke up everyone's ass.

let me put this in words simple enough to penetrate even the cultists' thick skulls: Donny needs more money so he can win at having the most fucking money. it's called greed. having ALL the money is the point.

for Donny Convict, no amount of anything is ever enough. that's what being a profoundly damaged, bottomless swamp of need is all about.

there will never be sufficient money, power, or attention to fill the gaping hole where Donny's soul is supposed to be. he's fucking broken beyond repair — and now, the entire world must be made to suffer because of it.

let's explore Josh's ludicrous claim that 'nobody believes Donny can be bought.'

here, watch this: everybody who knows Donny Convict can be bought, please raise your hand.

oh look, there's the Emir of Qatar. he's got his their hand up. he know Donny can be bought. it's the whole reason he just handed him a vulgar flying bordello — and now Donny's going down his list of demands, and checking them off one by one.

over there is the Saudi royal family. hands up, all of them. they've been lining Donny's pockets for decades. they've been at the game so long that they already know Donny's price: a bag of greaseburgers.

look who else has his hand up: Ahmed al-Sharaa, the president of Syria. all he had to do get Donny to drop sanctions was dangle the mere possibility of a Trump Tower in Damascus.

and that's just in the last three days. so what the fuck are you gibbering about, Josh?

let's move on to the guy who has been voted Most Useless Republican for three years running.

Holy Mike Johnson's bad take is that corruption isn't corruption if it's done right out in the open.

reporter: "Mr. Speaker, you were very critical of President Biden and his family's foreign business dealings and supported impeachment hearings. are you equally concerned about President Trump's family's business dealings as well, especially due to the fact that he's in a region now where his family has billions of dollars of investments in Doha, and Saudi Arabia, and the fact that he has a crypto business now, where he's auctioned off access to the White House for the highest bidder?"

Holy Mike [after first lying about Biden and his family]: "whatever President Trump is doing is out in the open. they're not trying to conceal anything."

fuck Holy Mike for expecting us to swallow his shit-sandwich.

here's where Mike's ridiculous assertion falls apart: for Donny, being openly corrupt is part of the game — because fuck you, that's why. getting right in your face and daring you to do something about it is what makes corruption fun.

Donny knows that he doesn't have to hide anything he does — because who's going to hold him accountable? Congress? fuhgetaboutit. the Department of Justice? oh please. Krazee Eyes Ka$h Patel and Pam Bondi were installed to facilitate Donny's crimes, not prosecute them. the Supreme Court? don't make me laugh. they're the shitwads who put the whole concept of I'm A Very Special Boy into Donny's head in the first place.

who knows, maybe Chuck Schumer's writing a strongly-worded letter. yeah, that'll do it.

here's something we have absolutely no fucking use for at all: a New York Times reporter explaining that corruption isn't corruption according to a definition of corruption that he just pulled out of his ass.

"Corruption requires explicit quid pro quo. It is not corrupt to take an action that aligns with the interest of a person who gives you a gift, unless the official action was in direct response to that gift–a bribe. Terms matter. Accuracy and fairness matters. Regardless of what social media wants."

got that? it's not corruption unless Ahmed al-Sharaa writes a note that says 'if I let you build a tower will you be my friend' and passes it to the world leader at the next desk.

here's why that definition fails:

Donny is a mob boss, and you're never going to catch him in the act, because he doesn't leave a paper trail.

that's how it works. all the dirty work is done with a nod and a wink. here's how Donny's former fixer, Michael Cohen, explained it during House testimony in 2019:

"He doesn't give you questions, he doesn't give you orders," Cohen said. "He speaks in a code, and I understand the code because I've been around him for a decade."

Donny's a two-bit gangster who learned his trade from two experts: his tyrant klansman father, and crooked lawyer Roy Cohn. here's what they taught him:

don't you ever fucking write anything down. that's how you get caught.

and so Donny doesn't write anything down. he doesn't use email, he doesn't text. he doesn't leave a trail for smug NY Times reporters to uncover. all he does is brag about imaginary wins on his janky app.

that's why we're in this shithole mess: we have far too many worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled media willing to give a filthy, corrupt mobster a benefit of the doubt that he has never earned.

here's your hero of the day: Rep. Bennie Thompson. here's how he opened his questioning of ICE Barbie yesterday.

"Secretary Noem, I'm glad you found time among your many photo ops and costume changes to testify about why President Trump is seeking more taxpayer dollars and what you plan to do with that money, if you get it."

fuck yeah.

Donny's Sewer Clowns are unserious, unqualified people who have been given way too much power over our lives, and we must never stop mocking them, any way we can.

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Wednesday Madness

From Jeff Tiedrich:

Bone Saw Arabia buys big boy preznit his own happy meal

scenes from Donny's Middle East Griftapalooza

it's just so fucking embarrassing to watch Mad King Donny represent America on the world stage. he's monumentally stupid. he's crass and uncouth, and his rancid anus-mouth has no filter — at any moment, he's liable to blurt out random, inappropriate gibberish.

but above all, he's utterly unaware of just how easily manipulated he is. flatter him, hand him a few shiny baubles, and this bottomless pit of neediness becomes putty in your hands — and all We the People can do is cringe as we watch this buffoon being led around by his nose.

Donny was in Saudi Arabia yesterday — and look what the Saudis did for our Big Boy President.

that's right, Bone Saw Arabia built a custom-made rolling McDonalds for Donny — because god forbid this overgrown toddler endure an entire day without jamming a greasy wad of fat down his engorged gullet.

isn't that special?

As the Saudis work to impress Trump during his trip to Riyadh this week, they're focusing on even the smallest details—like his fondness for the Golden Arches—by setting up a custom-built mobile McDonald's truck designed to support the presidential visit and the throng of journalists in tow.

how mortifying is it that our president can be bought off for a few burgers?

last time Donny visited Bone Saw Arabia, in 2017, they got him involved in some weird-ass sword dance.

and they let him put his freakishly-undersized fists on a glowing orb.


but this time? here's your happy meal, fuckface. now give us what we want.

oh look, President Pudding Cup continues to prove he isn't up to the rigors of his job.

check out this sleepy baby. he's so plumb tuckered from his journey that he can barely keep his beady little eyes open.

wake up, Donny — Crown Prince Mohammad Bone Saw is talking.

let's gif that shit for posterity's sake.

this dilapidated fuckwit has now slept through cabinet meetings, campaign appearances, Pope Francis' funeral, his own inauguration — and his own criminal trial.

can someone please get Sundowning Grandpa Befuddlepants a sippy-cup of warm milk, and tuck him into bed?

The 42-year-old Syrian leader has reportedly offered Mr Trump investment opportunities, including a Trump tower in Damascus.

now here's a thing that happened on Tuesday. tell me if you think they might be related.

BREAKING: Trump announced lifting of sanctions on Syria

what's America getting out of this arrangement? nothing, that's what. Donny's touring the Middle East so he can make personal deals to enrich himself, and the American public can go pound sand up their ass.

Donny's in Qatar today, and we all know how they bought him off — with that vulgar airborne bordello.

listen to Donny explain why he needs this plane. it's pure penis envy.Air Force One is just so tiny and flaccid compared to all the other big, manly planes.

"the plane that you're in right now is almost forty years old. and when you land and you see Saudi Arabia and you see UAE and you see Qatar and you see— and they have these brand-new Boeing 747s, mostly. and you see ours next to it. this is like a totally different plane. it's much smaller, much less impressive, as impressive as it is. and, you know, we're the United States of America. I believe that we should have the most impressive plane … now some people say oh, you shouldn't accepts gifts. my attitude is why shouldn't I accept a gift?"

you shouldn't accept a gift because it's fucking wrong, you ignorant asshole. it's specifically forbidden by the Constitution that you imagine somehow doesn't apply to you.

but look at what's eating away at Donny: all these Middle Eastern counties ruled over by despotic kings and princes have bigger planes than we do. oh, boo fucking hoo. cry me a river.

this delusional dipshit just doesn't get it. he's not royalty — no matter how hard he pretends. he's a low-rent slumlord from Queens, New York who failed upwards forever until he finally stumbled ass-backwards into the Oval Office.

somehow he imagines that this entitles him to the world's biggest airplane.

I guarantee that no other democratically-elected leader thinks twice about what they fly around in. it's just not important. Emmanuel Macron doesn't give a shit if his plane isn't the biggest. neither does Mark Carney. neither does the Pope Fucking Leo, for that matter.

but Donny's so broken-inside that he throws a shit-fit if he doesn't get the most ice cream. I wish I were making this up.

It has emerged that the President has two scoops of ice cream with his chocolate cream pie while everyone else at the table has just one.

keep in mind that — once again — the American people are getting nothing out of this. Donny gets to keep the plane, and take it home with him after he leaves office — and that's after hundreds of millions of taxpayer dollars are spent making it secure enough to be used as Air Force One.

Converting a luxury jet gifted by Qatar to President Donald Trump into a replacement for Air Force One could potentially cost hundreds of millions of dollars, and it could take up two years to install the necessary security equipment, communications and defensive capabilities for it to be safely used by the commander in chief.

so the American people actually are getting less than nothing out of this "deal." thanks a fucking lot, Donny.

hey, look who found his voice. look who's speaking out against Dear Leader accepting four-hundred-million-dollars bribes. it's the Esteemed Senator Fidel Cancun — the timid lickspittle whose gonads have been marinating in jar on a Motel-a-Lago shelf since 2016.

even Ted knows that accepting trojan-horse gifts from human-rights-abusing fiefdoms is just plain wrong.

"I'm not a fan of Qatar. I think they have a really disturbing pattern of funding theocratic lunatics who want to murder us, funding Hamas and Hezbollah, and that's a real problem. I also think the plane poses significant espionage and surveillance problems."

he's not wrong.

fuck you, Donny, for making me agree with Ted Fucking Cruz.

 

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Tuesday Madness

From Jeff Tiedrich:

rejoice, America! Dear Leader's gonna lower the price of the 'fat shot drug'

what the fuck is Donny gibbering about?

yesterday at the White House, a bewildered old man in obvious cognitive decline somehow wandered in off the street. the Secret Service must have taken pity on the pathetic old coot, because they did nothing to stop him as he shuffled into the Oval Office and started free-associating into the microphone.

"I'll tell you a story, a friend of mine who's a business…man, very very very top guy, most of you would have heard of him. highly neurotic. brilliant businessman. uh, seriously overweight. and he takes the fat— the fat shot…drug. and he called me up, and he said, uh, president— he calls me president, he used to call me Donald, now he calls me president, so that's nice respect, but he's a rough guy, smart guy. very successful, very rich. I wouldn't even know how he would know this but, 'cause he's got comments, 'uh president, could I ask you a question?' I said what. 'I'm in London and I just paid for this damned fat drug I take.' I said 'it's not working.' he said, he said, 'I just paid eighty-eight dollars and in New York I paid thirteen hundred dollars, what the hell is going on?'"

what the fuck was that?

are you telling me that was the actual president of the United States up there, gibbering like a lunatic?

that was the kind of disjointed tale your demented granddad might fart out at the dinner table, right before falling asleep face down in his mashed potatoes.

what we got is a variation of the classic "sir story," where Donny typically meets up with some fictional blue collar dude who bursts into tears of gratitude upon getting to meet Dear Leader.

now we have a "president story," where Donny is apparently besties with Jabba the Billionaire, some 'very very very top guy' who evidently tips the scales at over a fucking ton.

Jabba's dealing with his weight issues by mainlining what Donny calls 'the fat shot drug.'

Donny's no doubt talking about Ozempic, right? he's reading off prepared notes, so why doesn't he just say that? I guess that Dear Leader is so illiterate that when his eyes got to a word that began with 'ozy,' his brain seized up and his panicked mouth had to hastily improvise 'the fat shot drug.'

nice bit of fat-shaming, too, with 'I said it's not working.'

'bro, you're a fucking whale' is a pile of stones that President Glass House definitely shouldn't be throwing at anyone.

but I digress.

Donny had called that press conference in order to announce his latest and awesomest executive order, one in which he was going to lower the prices of all prescription drugs by at least a skillionty percent, and maybe even more.

nice bit of Sewer Clown Theater, too, with Donny flanked by fake-diet-pill-scammer Dr. Oz, and heath nut Bobby Brainworms Jr, who was just back from taking his grandkids for a healthy swim in a bacteria-infected creek.

how does Donny imagine he's going to accomplish these lower costs? apparently by demanding real hard — because (let's say it one more time) executive orders are not laws.

Executive orders are issued from the executive branch of the government, specifically the U.S. President. An executive order is not a law in the sense that it does not go through the legislative process. It is not binding on everyone, only on employees of the executive branch.

last time I looked, multinational pharmaceutical conglomerates are not part of the US executive branch — so Big Pharma can pretty much tell Donny to piss straight up a rope, and he can't do shit about it.

Donny's insistence that he can lower drug costs through kingly fiat is so nonsensical that even The New York Times had no choice but to commit a journalism and point out that Dear Leader was blowing smoke up an entire nation's ass.

President Trump on Monday signed an executive order asking drugmakers to voluntarily reduce the prices of key medicines in the United States.

But the order cites no obvious legal authority to mandate lower prices.

the order cites no legal authority, because Donny has no legal authority.

let's back up and take a look at the larger context: there shouldn't have been any need for Donny to issue his idiotic order in the first place — because if Donny had just done nothing at all, we would already have lower drug prices.

in August of last year, the Biden administration announced that they were lowering the prices on prescription drugs.

how did Team Biden accomplish this? by negotiating with drug makers.

HHS has reached agreements with all participating manufacturers on new negotiated, lower drug prices for the first 10 drugs selected for the Medicare drug price negotiation program.

cool deal, right? not bad for the guy who got hounded out of the presidential race for being icky and old and probably already dead.

hey, you'll never guess what Mad King Donny did on the VERY FIRST DAY of his second reign: he look one look at those lowered drug prices and said fuck that shit and fuck it hard.

On Monday, Trump signed a sweeping order aimed in part at reversing several Biden administration executive orders on health care, including efforts to lower the cost of prescription drugs for people on Medicare and Medicaid, enhancing the Affordable Care Act and increasing protections for Medicaid enrollees. The so-called initial rescissions order, according to the Trump White House, is aimed at Biden policies that it says are "deeply unpopular" and "radical."

why would Donny deliberately screw over the American public like that? say it with me: because fuck you, that's why.

so now, four months later, Donny's got a cunning plan to bring drug prices back down to where they already would have been if only he had just done nothing.

here's a question: Donny's supposed to be the greatest deal-maker of all time, right? so why didn't he just negotiate with the drug makers, like Sleepy Joe Brandon did?

because kings don't negotiate, duh! they just break shit they don't understand, and then pretend to fix it.

you're welcome, peons.

can someone please develop a 'smart shot drug' and jab it into Dear Leader's ass? please?

here are your heroes of the day: this group of high school students on a field trip to the US Capitol. they had a very important question for GOP Rep. Brian Jack:

"why is Trump so orange?"

and now, through the magic of the internet, we can reveal why.

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Monday Morning Madness

From Jeff Tiedrich:

what kind of shithole country allows its president to accept ginormous bribes

Donny's gifted his very own jet — and gets to keep it

remember that beady-eyed clown-college reject, Comer Fudd? remember how he squandered four entire years tying to catch that wascally wabbit, Bugs Biden?

Comer Fudd was so convinced that the so-called "Biden crime family" had taken a five million dollar bribe from China that he wasted everyone's time on one pointless hearing after another — and the only thing he ever found was Hunter Biden's freakishly oversized trouser snake.

where the fuck is James Comer now? has anyone seen him lately? because at this very moment, we've got an actual corrupt president enriching himself off easily-provable bribes from foreign actors — and all we're hearing from Republicans is crickets.

look at this flagrant in-your-face bullshit.

The Trump administration plans to accept a luxury Boeing 747-8 plane as a donation from the Qatari royal family that will be upgraded to serve as Air Force One, which would make it one of the biggest foreign gifts ever received by the U.S. government, several American officials with knowledge of the matter said.

that's right: you get two government-approved dolls and five pencils, and Donny gets his very own private jet worth four hundred million dollars — because fuck you, that's why.

Donny's getting a new Air Force One because he absolutely loathes the current one. he's been whining about it for years. he thinks it's a shithole. why? because there's no tacky gold crappery in sight. it's just some ordinary fucking airplane. how boring, and how unbefitting of the self-styled Pope-Emperor of America.

so here comes the Qatari royal family, and they're all hey Donny. we've got a big Boeing jet, just for you. you'll love it — it's packed to the gills with gaudy golden tat. here, it's yours. out of the goodness of our hearts.

Donny's been pining after this vulgar flying bordello since forever.

It's bigger and newer than Air Force One — and so opulently configured that it's known as "a flying palace." (No report on whether it contains a golden toilet.)

Apparently he's been talking about the plane for months. In February, he toured it while it was parked at Palm Beach International Airport.

here's a fun quiz: when is an Air Force One not actually an Air Force One? give up? it's when all protocols for accepting presidential gifts are ignored.

The Constitution (Article I, Section 9) prohibits anyone in the US Government from receiving a personal gift from a foreign head of state without the consent of Congress.

this garish jet not a gift to America. it's a personal gift to Donny Convict. the short-fingered fuck gets to keep it when his nightmarish time in office finally comes to an end.

The plane would then be donated to President Trump's presidential library when he leaves office, two senior officials said. Such a gift raises the possibility that Mr. Trump would have use of the plane even after his presidency ends.

"donated" is doing a lot of heavy lifting in that paragraph. way to greedwash naked corruption, New York Times.

"Trump's presidential library" — what a laugh. Donny doesn't need a 'presidential library' — the illiterate shitwad doesn't read. what's going to be in Donny's library? a well-thumbed stack of golf scorecards and boxes of pilfered classified documents?

it's embarrassing that the leader of our country is such an easily-bribed child. just wave some gold-painted piece of shit in his face and he comes running.

if you went to any Hollywood studio and pitched a movie about some gold-obsessed halfwit boy-king who went around accepting bribes — and got away with it — they'd throw you out of the office, because who would believe such obvious twaddle?

yet, here we are with Golden Donny, the greedy dumbfuck who's tarted up the Oval worse than some Las Vegas dog's breakfast.

so, what is Qatar getting in return?

any fucking thing it wants — because that's how the game is played in Donnyville. one hand washes the other.

This week Trump takes the first overseas trip of his second presidency. He'll land in Saudi Arabia on Tuesday, followed by a visit to Qatar, and then to the United Arab Emirates (U.A.E).

That's a big boost for Qatar right there.

Trump also just did what Qatar has been wanting done for years — announcing that the Persian Gulf (as it's been known since at least 550 B.C.) will henceforth be known as the Arabian Gulf.

Trump's company has just announced a new golf resort in Qatar, reportedly partnering with a company owned by the royal family.

Qatar is also pushing the Trump regime to lift sanctions on Syria.

just what the world needs, another skeevy golf motel — and since when does Donny get to rename any body of water he wants? who granted him this power?

I don't recall the Supreme Court ruling that Donny is a Very Special Boy who gets to sharpie the shit out of the globe, do you?

so where are all the congressional investigations? imagine that Sleepy Joe Brandon had accepted some $400 million flying abomination. Comer Fudd would have ogasmed on the spot. he would have thought he had died and gone to heaven.

hello, Jimmy? are you there?

where is Attorney General Pam Bondi? oh wait, never mind.

US President-elect Donald Trump's new pick for US attorney general, Pam Bondi, worked as a lobbyist on behalf of the government of Qatar.

In July 2019, Bondi, a partner in the DC office of the powerful lobbying group Ballard Partners, was registered through the firm to influence Capitol Hill on human trafficking issues on behalf of the Gulf state for a fee of $115,000 per month.

but Uncle Jeff, I hear you asking, what if I want to bribe Dear Leader, but I'm not a member of a royal family with spare jets lying around?

no problem, pal — just "invest" in one of Donny's crypto scams. all the cool countries are doing it.

are you in private industry? no worries, ace — Donny's happy to take your money, too.

An international trucking logistics firm is buying as much as $20 million worth of President Donald Trump's crypto coins to influence the administration's trade policy — the precise sort of corruption that experts warned Trump was encouraging when he unveiled his venture.

Freight Technologies Inc. CEO Javier Selgas said in a Wednesday news release that buying Trump coin would be "an effective way to advocate for fair, balanced and free trade between Mexico and the U.S."

it doesn't even matter if the price of the crypto goes up or down — Donny's raking in billions just on transaction fees alone.

hey, here's a fun story that I'm including here for no particular reason.

In 1946, a group of Russian children from the Vladimir Lenin All-Union Pioneer Organisation (sort of a Soviet scouting group) presented a carved wooden replica of the Great Seal of the United States to Averell Harriman, the U.S. Ambassador to the Soviet Union.

The gift, a gesture of friendship to the USSR's World War II ally, was hung in the ambassador's official residence at Spaso House in Moscow. It stayed there on a wall in the study for seven years until, through accident and a ruse, the State Department discovered that the seal was more than a mere decoration.

It was a bug.

oh. huh.

so, how many hidden microphones are Qatari agents installing on that flying monstrosity even as I type this?

on the other hand, who needs hidden microphones, when Piss-Drunk Pete Kegstand will happily add you to his Signal chat group? just hit him up, bro.

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Fuckwit Preznit Has No Idea If He's Supposed To Uphold The Constitution

From Jeff Tiedrich:

scenes from a crazypants interview

imagine a United States president so callous that he tells America's struggling small businesses to piss straight up a rope. imagine a president so out of touch that he tells Americans they're greedy shitwads for wanting things.

now imagine a president so fucking ignorant that he has no clue if he's supposed to uphold the Constitution or not.

actually, you don't have to imagine any of that shit — because yesterday, Donny Convict sat down with NBC News' Kristen Welker and actually blithered all those things.

here's a fun passage from the Oath of Office that every incoming president swears to uphold. keep it in your mind, because there's going to be a quiz later on.

"I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States."

got that? okay, here we go. now tell me if you think this is the most totally unhinged thing you've ever heard a president say.

 

Kristen Welker: "your secretary of state says everyone who's here, citizens and non-citizens, deserve due process. do you agree?"

Donny: "I don't know. I'm not a lawyer. I don't know."

Welker: "don't you need to uphold the Constitution as president?"

Donny: "I don't know."

oh. my. god. — he. doesn't. know.

folks, what did we just read in the Oath of Office, the one that Donny has now mumbled his way through twice?

SPOILER ALERT: YES YOUR LITERAL FUCKING JOB IS TO UPHOLD THE CONSTITUTION, IT'S RIGHT THERE IN THE OATH OF OFFICE YOU'VE TAKEN TWICE NOW. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. IT'S LIKE TALKING TO A FUCKING WALL.

now here's me, typing out that not-tweet.

magine if Joe Biden had said he "didn't know" if he was supposed to uphold the Constitution. the entire Wingnut Outrage-Industrial Complex would have begun howling in unison about how Sleepy Joe had finally lost all his marbles and was unfit for office. MAGA would have rioted in the streets. Hannity would have shit hot roofing nails on live TV.

but Dear Leader professes blissful ignorance about his primary duty as president, and all we hear from Republicans is deafening sounds of crickets.

because it's a cult.

now here's the guy who shits into a golden toilet, taking you to task for wanting too many things.

Welker: "you were at your cabinet meeting, and you said — I'm going to quote you — 'maybe the children will have two dolls instead of thirty dolls. and maybe the two dolls will cost a couple of bucks more than they would normally.' are you saying that your tariffs will cause some prices to go up?"

Donny: "no, I think tariffs are going to be great for us, because it's gonna make us rich."

Welker: "but you said some dolls are going to cost more, isn't that an acknowledgement that some prices will go up?"

Donny: "I don't think a beautiful baby girl that's eleven years old needs to have 30 dolls. I think they can have three dolls or four dolls … they don't need to have 250 pencils. they can have five."

ok, so the "beautiful baby girls" only get three or four dolls now — but what about the baby girls who aren't beautiful? can we let the heinous ones grab a few extra dolls, as, y'know, sort of a consolation prize?

three or four dolls, and five pencils. in just four months we've gone from the world's greatest economy to forced rationing, with Dear Leader making kingly pronouncements as to who deserves how much of what.

hey, how many shithole golf motels does each American get to own? because I'm thinking more than one is too many.

let's take a wander down memory lane.

in 1977, a sweater-clad Jimmy Carter went on TV, and asked Americans to turn their thermostats down a couple of degrees — and the entire country lost its mind.

how dare this fuckface peanut farmer tell us that we can't have everything? it's our God-given right as Amurricans to consume as much as we want.

right now, there are MAGA morons who have rigged their trucks to belch out as much soot and thick grey exhaust fumes as possible. they call it "rolling coal." why do they do this? because fuck you, that's why. nobody tells MAGA to conserve.

but mark my words: at the next family cookout, your drunk uncle — the one whose TV is permanently tuned to Fox News — is going to corner you, and tell you that your kid has too many pencils.

because it's a fucking cult.

meanwhile, while you're making do with your government-approved two dolls and five pencils, Donny's planning to take forty-five million dollars and flush it straight down the shitter.

he's spending it on a gaudy emotional support parade for his birthday — just like the kind they have in North Korea.

because America is now a third-world autocracy led by a fragile pit of need.

hey, instead of a parade, how about this draft-dodging coward lay wreaths on the graves of the five soldiers who took his place in Vietnam, and maybe mutter a few words of thanks to the quack doctor who ginned up that bullshit note about imaginary bone spurs that allowed Donny to get those five deferments. it'd be a lot cheaper, and we'll even let him do a fucked-up graveside thumbs up.

Donny has a message for America's small businesses, and that message is go fuck yourselves.

Welker: "are you considering tariff relief for small businesses?"

Donny: "why do you always mention that, you know — you pick up couple of little businesses. what about the car business? they're going to make a fortune."

yeah, commie. what about the giant corporations? what about the plutocrats?

I guarantee that right now, some MAGA dipshit with a persistent cough is driving a crappy car on crumbling roads past abandoned storefronts to a low-paying job and pumping his fist and going "hell yeah!" as he listens to some dime-store Rush Limbaugh knockoff explain that billionaires have been getting a raw deal in America, and Dear Leader is going to fix that.

because — say it with me — it's a fucking cult.

I'm so old, I remember a woman who campaigned on the promise to help Americans start their own small businesses.

whatever happened to her? all I can recall is that she had a funny laugh and couldn't prove she worked at McDonald's, so I guess America was right to kick her to the curb.

the stupid. it just fucking burns.

Welker: "when does it become the Trump economy?"

Donny: "it partially is right now, and I really mean this. I think the good parts are the Trump economy and the bad parts are the Biden economy."

I don't know how Kristen Welker kept herself from blurting 'what the fuck is wrong with you,' throwing her notes to the floor, and walking out.

and finally, last night, aboard Fuckface Force One, on his way back from Motel-a-Lago, Donny held a press gaggle.

"all costs are down. everything is down, other than the uh thing you carry the babies around in."

that thing you carry the babies around in — you know. that thing. what the fuck is it called? a shover? a pushinator?

could someone please get Sundowning Grandpa Befuddlepants a pudding cup, and help him to bed?

oh yeah, this fucking country is in great hands.

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Vomiting It All Up…And It's Only Monday 😫

Trump: 'I run the country and the world'

President Trump shared his thoughts on how his two terms as president have differed, saying in a new interview with The Atlantic that this time around he's leading "the country and the world."

"The first time, I had two things to do — run the country and survive; I had all these crooked guys," Trump said in the interview published Monday. "And the second time, I run the country and the world."

 

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shh! don't wake the elderly golfer. funerals make him sleepy.

From Jeff Tiedrich:

way to represent America, dumb-ass

think back to those super-fun days of last summer, when Donny Not-Yet-A-Convict was on trial for having cooked the books to make hush-money payments to a porn star look like legit campaign expenses.

remember what would happen every morning? Donny would take his seat at the defendant's table. he'd glower at the press, then immediately close his weary eyes and begin snoring, as he filled the courtroom with the pungent aroma of narcoleptic farts.

well, guess what: Sleepy Don is back, baby.

there's a book I'd like to recommend to Donny. it's called The Art Of How About Not Falling Asleep At A Funeral, You Stupid Fuck — because Sundowning Grandpa Fascistpants gone and done it again. right in the middle of Pope Francis' funeral, the deteriorating dumbshit once again closed his peepers and started sawing logs.

who does that?

spoiler alert: nobody. no one else among the assembled mourners felt the need to drift off to beddy-bye land and let rip some aromatic ass-music.

not even Joe Biden — the guy everyone said was too old to president.

let's compare and contrast the dude America kicked to the curb with the one they elected to replace him.

oh good fucking lord. try not to drool on yourself, grandpa.

hey Donny — remember how you never shut the fuck up about Sleepy Joe this and Sleepy Joe that? well, who's the sleepy one now, you barely-conscious old coot?

hey, did you notice anything else about Donny?

that's right, in a sea of somber black and dark grey — the dress code dictated by the Vatican, by the way — Donny's decked himself out in one of his hideous blue suits.

oh look, The New York Times is still failing us.

President Trump, it seems, is fully committed to going his own way when it comes to international relations — even during the funeral of a pope.

nice framing, New York Times. they want their readers to know that Donny isn't dressed like a sore thumb because he's a belligerent asshole who does whatever the fuck he wants. oh, no, Donny's a rugged individualist. a rebel outlaw. President Hombre doesn't play by your rules, squares. he's "fully committed to going his own way."

did Donny falling asleep get a mention in the press? I haven't seen one yet.

imagine if President Biden had fallen asleep while representing America at a state funeral. the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled media would have had a fucking field day, and turned it into a weeks-long scandal.

but Donny, open-mouthed and snoring up a storm? crickets.

hey, let's watch Emmanuel Macron take Donny on a one-way trip to snub city.

check out the warm handshake Macron gives Zelenskyy. it's not a perfunctory 'good to see you again' shake. it's a hearty, extended 'we're brothers' handshake.

now here comes Donny for his handshake — and he doesn't get one. Macron ignores Donny's outstretched hand — because fuck you, that's why.

let's gif that shit for posterity.

sorry, Donny. no one respects the rodeo clown.

Macron was surely tired of that asinine Battle of the Alpha Bros handshake that Donny tries to pull on him every time they meet. you know the one: if you go to shake Donny's hand, he's going grab yours and roughly jerk it towards him, in an attempt to get you to stumble and fall. it's a childish I'm the dominant dog thing.

Donny got away with that shit during his first term, but now everyone knows it's coming, and prepares for it — and no one more so than Macron. now, every time they meet, Macron grabs Donny's hand and does not let go.

no one's putting up with that shit any more, Donny. everyone's hip to your infantile dumb-assery. it's a wise old saying: 'fool me once, shame on me, and also, you're a tiresome asshole. stop playing silly dominance games, you broken-inside child.'

good going, Donny — you've turned yourself — and America — into an international pariah.

(yes, I know — Donny and Manny eventually shook hands later that day, during a ceremony called the Sign of Peace, where everybody shakes the hand of the person next to them. Macron couldn't opt out of that one.)

let's talk a walk down memory lane, and revisit a few of Sleepy Don's greatest hits.

there were the aforementioned impromptu courtroom slumber parties.

fun fact: uncontrollable day-sleeping is a common sign of dementia.

Dr. John Gartner, who spent 28 years as a professor of psychiatry at Johns Hopkins University Medical School, has an explanation:

"To uncontrollably fall asleep during the day is something that's very common among patients with dementia."

A defendant falling asleep in court is "literally so uncommon, it's basically unheard of." Gartner said he's spoken with several lawyer friends who each told him that they've never seen a defendant falling asleep in court during their entire careers.

here's Donny last October — three weeks before the election — at a campaign roundtable event in Michigan.

Donny's handlers had a ready-made excuse for this one: he's "exhausted."

Why does this keep happening? Another outlet was recently given an explanation by Trump's team for why their own interview wasn't coming to fruition: exhaustion.

here's what I wrote about it at the time:

that's so sad. but also it's a stunning admission from Team Trump, less than three weeks from the election. sorry, our guy is pooped. can you imagine the media feeding frenzy that would result if Kamala bailed on an interview, and then her people explained it was because she had to go nappy-nap?

hey, can someone get grandpa here a bowl of applesauce and then take him to bed? the poor old guy is plumb tuckered out. he just can't hack the rigors of campaigning any more. I mean, look at this dilapidated old dipshit.

my god. why is Team Trump torturing this tired old duffer? at this point, putting Donny on a stage night after night is elder abuse. what he needs is a mug of Ovaltine and his favorite blankie, not a microphone and a podium.

Donny wasn't up to the rigors of campaigning last October, and he's not up to the rigors of being president right now.

I don't even know where this one is from, but my god — Donny's Slovenian trophy wife sure hates his fucking guts.

finally, can I just confess how completely jealous I am of Molly Ploofkins, because she thought of this quip, and I didn't?

 

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He cheated. Somehow.

His crowd sizes were too small to support this type of victory. He did nothing to appeal to voters in the middle. He doubled down on his base.

He did not work with Haley or her voters. These elections are supposedly won by the voters in the middle.

His entire life has been a game of manipulation, cheating, gaming the system, and conning. It would be in alignment with his lifetime structure to have figured out how to rig the system.

In fact, he stated before this election that it was rigged. Which clearly is his proiection and confession. Projection is part of his flawed narcissistic personality disorder.

He cheated. Somehow. Musk is involved. The voting tabulating machines must have been manipulated…