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Tiedrich Friday

He’s on FIRE today and feeling what we all are.

here’s what we know so far:

a 23-year-old obtained multiple weapons of mass death, just as our founders intended, took those weapons to the Annunciation Catholic School in Minneapolis, Minnesota, just as our founders intended, opened fire on teachers and students, just as our founders intended, firing one hundred and sixteen rounds in a matter of seconds, just as our founders intended, killing two and wounding eighteen, just as our founders intended. she then killed herself, just as our founders intended.

or fuck’s sake, we couldn’t even get through the first week of the new school year without some sicko with a grudge, an AR-15, and a death wish ending the life of two children.

and — oh look! — all the worst fucking people in the world are now offering us their cheap thoughts and useless prayers.

people such as this ginormous pantload.

“Please join me in praying for the victims of the horrific evil that took place at Annunciation Catholic Church in Minneapolis this morning.”

please join me in cordially inviting Rep. Andy Ogles to fuck all the wayoff — because lest we forget, this is how Rep. Ogles commemorates the birth of his savior: by teaching his children that it’s awesome to fetishize weapons of mass death.

his let’s-perpetuate-the-worship-of-guns shit isn’t helping.

Minneapolis Mayor Jacob Frey, could you please explain to Rep Ogles why thinking and praying is, in this instance, particularly galling?

“and don’t just say, this is about thoughts and prayers right now. these kids were literally praying. it was the first week of school. they were in a church.”

wrap your mind around that: these children were gunned down while they were praying in a church. so I’m asking: could the thoughts-and-prayers crowd at least have the decency to sit this one out?

apparently, the answer is no.

it seems that Karoline Leavitt isn’t just Donny Convict’s truth-averse press secretary. she’s also America’s self-appointed religious scold — and she’s hella incensed that anyone would dare criticize her god-given right to think and pray.

I saw the comments of Ms. Psaki and frankly I think they’re incredibly insensitive and disrespectful to the tens of millions of Americans of faith across this country who believe in the power of prayer, who believe that prayer works.”

look, Karoline, no one is saying that you’re not allowed to think and pray. do whatever you want. process grief in whichever way you need to. America remains, despite the best efforts of Preznit Cankles McFascist, a mostly-free country. for now.

what we’re asking is that you not turn ‘thoughts and prayers’ into some public performative ritual, where it’s used as a dodge to wallpaper over the fact that Republicans haven’t ever done one fucking thing to end all this slaughter.

we’ve been thinking and praying since Columbine, 26 years ago — and free clue: all those thoughts and prayers haven’t done shit.

also, Karoline — is this you?

you’re not helping.

here’s someone else who can fuck off: Fox News’ Plankhead of the Airwaves.

“these are preventable. the first thing you should do, every school in the country should have a metal detector. you have to control the entry of kids and the perimeter around every school. the left’s rush to blame guns for every tragedy, it’s sad and pathetic.”

look, Sean Hannity’s job is to say the stupidest shit imaginable. we’ll give him that. but ranting about metal detectors just makes Hannity a special kind of stupid.

a metal dectector at the door of the church where these kids got shot would have done fuck-all, because the shooter was standing outside and firing through the windows.

but this is what passes for your average Republican’s solution to America’s kids-used-for-target-practice problem: let’s turn schools (and I guess now churches, too) into maximum-security prisons. let’s harden the fuck out of them.

let’s replace every door of every school with thick reinforced steel, and make sure they’re locked every minute of the day. let’s install metal detectors, and post armed guards every fifty feet. let’s arm teachers to the teeth.

except none of that hardening shit works when the shooter is standing outside with an AR-15, firing hundreds of rounds through the fucking windows. duh. so what’s your solution, Plankhead? board up all the windows? in a church?

the actual solution is staring us all in the face: it’s the guns. ban the fucking assault weapons.

no civilian needs a weapon of mass death.

and please, don’t even get me started on Bobby Brainworms. it’s too early in the morning for my head to be exploding.

this whale-head-chainsawing lunatic doesn’t even understand how germs work, but he’s going to square-peg-round-hole his own special solution to America’s gun problem: let’s ban ALL the drugs.

“we’re launching studies on the potential contribution of some of the SSRI drugs and some of the other psychiatric drugs that might be contributing to violence.”

this fucking guy. now he want to ban anti-depressants — because he has a hunch they lead to violence. oh joy, Mr. Make Polio Great Again has a hunch.

it’s really weird how anti-depressants are regularly prescribed in every country on the planet, but only in America does it result in a gun problem. what a crazy coincidence.

it cannot be understated how completely crazypants Bobby Brainworms is. I want to highlight a video shot by journalist Sandi Bachom, of an RFK Jr. anti-vaccine rally, back on January 23, 2022. it’s a huge fucktangle of holy shit.

in five years we’re going to see four hundred and fifteen thousand low-orbit satellites. Bill Gates has his 65,000 satellites alone. he’ll be able to look at every square inch of the planet 24 hours a day. they’re putting in 5G, to harvest our data and control our behavior. digital currency will allow them to punish us from a distance and cut off our food supply. the minute they hand you that vaccine, fast forward. every right that you have is transformed into a privilege contingent on your obedience to arbitrary government dictates.”

this is the insane freak currently dismantling our country’s ability to prevent the return of diseases that we eradicated decades ago. the one ranting and raving about Bill Gates and 5G chips.

and now he’s going to ban anti-depressants — because guns.

fuck every Republican — four of whom are medical doctors — who voted to confirm this hallucinating conspiracy loon.

shame on you all.

here’s a thing I wrote on March 30, 2023, the day after a school shooting in Nashville — but the date and the location don’t matter. the words below can be applied to any school shooting at any time and any place in America.

Republicans don’t give a fuck about children

Republicans were so busy protecting children from learning that Rosa Parks was black that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from seeing that Michelangelo’s David has a penis that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from finding out that men can love men and women can love women that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from being read to by grownups wearing costumes that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from eating a subsidized school lunch that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from reading that Roberto Clemente experienced discrimination that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from discovering why Anne Frank had to hide that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from knowing how their own bodies work that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

Republicans were so busy protecting children from having access to healthcare that they forgot to protect them from being murdered in their classrooms.

oopsies!

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

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

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

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

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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.

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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.

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I see these photos and immediately think Rosemary’s Baby. You?

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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.

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They don’t have the manpower to prosecute everyone, so why not?