The Orange Felon Shits The Bed And Republicans Roll Around In It

From Jeff Tiedrich:

the entire world was rightly horrified when Donny Convict and Couchfuck McGee ambushed and gang-assaulted Volodymyr Zelensky in the White House on live TV.

leaders rushed to put out statements. Justin Trudeau was unequivocal: “Russia illegally and unjustifiably invaded Ukraine.” check out our boy Emmanuel Macron: “there is an aggressor: Russia. there is a victim: Ukraine.” here’s Germany’s Friedrich Merz: “we stand with #Ukraine in good and in testing times. we must never confuse aggressor and victim in this terrible war.”

Republicans, however, apparently live in some shit-show alternate reality where up is down, black is white, and stabbing our allies in the back is some supreme act of statesmanship.

the chittering squirrels on Fox & Friends were actually ready to hand Dear Leader a Nobel Peace Prize.

I shit you not.

“this was about peace, ultimately. there’s a lot of drama and we can break down everybody’s feelings, but in the end, I think what’s remarkable is that we have a president who’s willing to do anything to bring about world peace. man, if he doesn’t get the Nobel Peace Prize, that thing means nothing.”

pro tip for Fox News: it’s called the Nobel Peace Prize, not the George Orwell War is Peace Prize. they don’t hand it out to reckless fuckfaces who betray our allies.

now let’s talk about that spineless little weasel, Marco Rubio. check out the look on his face as he witnesses a foreign policy disaster taking place. he knows what he’s watching.

he’s fucking appalled. he’s trying to Homer Simpson himself into that couch.

any Secretary of State with an ounce of self-respect would have resigned in protest after that debacle. but not Liddle Marco. the very first thing he did was to log onto Elon’s Nazi Bar and slobber all over Dear Leader’s ass.

“Thank you @POTUS for standing up for America in a way that no President has ever had the courage to do before. Thank you for putting America First. America is with you!”

Jesus H. Christ, Marco. obsequious much? were they holding your family hostage, and forcing you to tweet that? blink twice if you’re okay, bro.

Marco’s next move was to go on CNN and demand that Zelensky apologize to Donny, because — get this — Trump is a great businessman and knows how to get deals done.”

free clue for Marco Rubio: “great businessman” is a character Donny played on a game show. in real life, Donny is an incompetent stumblefuck who went broke running casinos.

so, what was Zelensky’s unforgivable crime, according to Team Donny?

this: he wasn’t thankful enough. the ingrate, after all we’ve done for him!

CNN responded by showing Rubio clips of the many, many times Zelensky has thanked the United States for their support.

Rubio countered with well, he hasn’t said it today.

oh, please. Zelensky isn’t a member of Donny’s cabinet. he isn’t required to take part in the humiliating ritual where everyone goes around the table and thanks God for Dear Leader’s very existence.

and excuse me, but what the fuck should Zelensky be thanking Donny for? Donny’s done jack shit for Ukraine. Donny has sided with Russia every step of the way. and we all seem to have forgotten that Donny got impeached for trying to extort Zelensky by threatening to hold up arms shipments until Ukraine announced a fake investigation into Joe Biden. thanks, Donny. thank you so much. you’re amazing. we’re all in your debt.

I know I keep saying this, but it will never stop being true: every Democrat who voted to confirm Rubio because he seemed like the most-normal of Donny’s sewer clowns can go fuck themselves forever.

here’s another profile in courage: professional pearl-clutcher Lindsey Graham. look at Mister Excitable, he’s worked himself into a ginormous fucking hissy.

“somebody asked me, am I embarrassed about Trump? I have never been more proud of the President. I was very proud of JD Vance standing up for our country. we want to be helpful. what I saw in the Oval Office was disrespectful, and I don’t know if we can ever do business with Zelensky again. I think most Americans saw a guy that they don’t want to go into business with.”

good lord, the kompromat they have on Old Linz must be stunning. I’ll bet it would melt your eyeballs.

by the way, I’m not the only one saying Rubio should resign.

fuck you, Marco Rubio, for putting me on the same side of an issue as John Bolton.

meanwhile, here’s some fallout from Donny’s Ukraine backstabbery.

One of Norway’s largest marine fuel companies just announced that they will no longer refuel US Navy vessels after Trump’s treatment of Zelenskyy. “It made us sick… We encourage all Norwegians and Europeans to follow our example.”

oh, great. we’re a world pariah now. ace job, Donny. what a good boy you are. maybe you should reward yourself with some golf.

oops, looks like Donny’s way ahead of me. the lazy fuck is already down at Motel-a-Lago this weekend, driving his golf cart right up onto the green.


here are your heroes of the day: the good people of Waitsfield, Vermont.

the New York Post is having a Big Sad right now because Couchfuck McGee’s weekend ski vacation isn’t going as planned.

Vice President JD Vance was met with hundreds of pro-Ukraine protesters while visiting a Vermont ski resort on Saturday, following his public dust up with Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky in the White House.

Vance and his family, on a trip to Sugarbush Resort, were greeted by the outraged protesters lining the snow-covered streets of the small Vermont town of Waitsfield.

Protestors displayed signs that labeled Vance a “national disgrace,” accused him of being a “traitor” and encouraged the family to “go ski in Russia.”

The vice president planned on staying at a four-star inn near the resort — but scrapped those plans and moved to an undisclosed location after seeing the intensity of the protesters.

boo fucking hoo.

fuck around, find out. it’s what’s for breakfast.


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“The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command”

~George Orwell, 1984

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An Ode to MiniDisc

 

After watching Julien’s homage to the MiniDisc yesterday, I felt compelled to relate my own MD odyssey. While Julien got a lot of the details wrong about the various devices in his collection and the format itself, there’s no denying his love of the medium itself.

Since I’m not a video-oriented guy (I’ve had no desire to record myself since my voice went to hell from the cancer twenty-five years ago), you’ll have to settle for the written word. And if you have no desire to read this, just skip ahead to the next nekkid menz post.

I had to post something than more end-of-the-world Orange Felon crap for my own sanity.

I don’t remember why the MiniDisc bug originally hit me, because initially with my vinyl-is-holy attitude that gripped me in the early aughts, I wrote the whole thing off as a waste of money, but realized some time later it was only because I couldn’t afford it and I was more than a little envious:

23 January 2000 While waiting for the movie to start (we all got to The Metreon at 7:30 for what turned out to be a 9:20 showing), we grabbed dinner at Firewood, and afterward wandered over to the Sony Store.  As always, Sony was interesting.  The place has the most amazing collection of hi-tech gadgets you could easily spend an entire paycheck—or more—on.  And yet, while I certainly admired the design and engineering of a lot of what I saw, as we wandered through the compact disc collection, I commented to Jeffrey how I felt myself to be somewhat of an anachronism with my turntable and vinyl collection.  On the other hand, while it’s obvious the design of these new products is great, they certainly don’t seem to be made as well as any of twenty-odd-year-old equipment I’ve purchased in the last six months.  I seriously doubt if someone’s going to be auctioning off one of the blue metallic pocket-sized mini-disk players I saw tonight on e-Bay twenty years from now.  It’s far more likely they’ll all be at the bottom of some landfill if only for the reason the players—like their own up-and-coming software and compact disks before them—seem eminently disposable to me.

Well, twenty years later, people are auctioning off these devices, and in many cases they’re going for as much money as they did when they were new (adjusted for inflation) as a small but dedicated group of enthusiasts are—like myself—rediscovering the format.

Anyway, I don’t remember what swayed me after that initial proclamation I wrote in my journal, but it was scarcely two months later—after receiving an unexpected windfall from the sale of some original Frank Lloyd Wright blueprints I’d been lugging around for the previous twenty years—that I owned one of those “blue metallic pocket-sized players” along with a full size deck that I added to my existing stereo system.

Funny how life works. Anyhow, I do remember that once I got my hands on those little plastic discs and started using them, I was immediately smitten. At the time I was still living in San Francisco and commuting via train to and from downtown every day. I’d been using my portable CD player for listening to music on the trip and later—because I got tired of the constant CD skipping—a cassette walkman. Even though the MiniDisc format was already on its way out (at least in the United States), I proudly showed off the new player at work. I was disappointed that my colleauges weren’t as excited as I was. I remember hearing a lot of “They’re still a thing?”

Undeterred, I continued on, recording my CD collection as well as a lot of my vinyl. I didn’t care what anyone else thought…

After returning to Phoenix in 2002 my love affair with the medium continued. As I got further into it, I learned of the LP2/LP4 play feature that Sony introduced after I bought my original equipment, effectively doubling or quadrupling (if you didn’t mind the loss in quality LP4 inflicted) the recording time of the discs. Naturally I had to have this, so I sold both my original devices and replaced them with units that had the feature. (Looking back now I don’t know how I justified going from my original deck—a MDS-JE630—to the LP2/LP4 deck (MDS-JE480) that had significantly fewer features and functionality, but I was able to.) I replaced that glittering blue portable player with the funky MZ-S1 “Sports” MD player/recorder. Though it—like all my MD equipment of the time—was now long gone, seeing that model again online ended up being the whole reason I got back into this quirky format six months ago.

I don’t remember exactly when it was that sent my equipment and rather sizable collection of decks packing. Memories are hazy at this point but I want to say it was either immediately before or after I met Ben and made the jump to the iPod.

I hadn’t really given MiniDisc much thought since then. I’ve spent the last couple years getting back into CDs as my preferred listening medium. I’ve acquired a small collection of portable CD players, and it was shortly after I added Sony’s quirky white and orange S2 “Sports” CD player to the collection that I was overcome with nostalgia for my old S1 MD player.

As I’ve written before, every time I looked one up on eBay I told myself, “No, no, no…you don’t need it. You’ll have to buy discs and transfer all your music and it will be a pain!” But eventually nostalgia (it’s a hell of a drug) overcame that little voice in my head and I gave in and bought one. It had a wonky latch, and in my attempts to fix it, I ended up borking (is that still a word?) it completely and had to buy another one.

Since that time, I’ve acquired three other—different models—portables (see Marge, above), a Sony MDS-JE780 and a Tascam MD-350 deck (whihch and I now have more discs than I probably had in my original collection.

Do I need any of this? Of course not. Does it offer at least a small respite from the shitstorm brewing in this country around us? It does. Does recording and labeling the discs—while sometimes very frustrating for a variety of reasons—actually bring me a small modicum of joy? Yes. And I guess that’s all the justification I need.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

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Fuck The Felon

When you continuously diss your closest ally while at the very same time voting WITH the Axis of Evil you should be treated like the syphilitic septuagenarian who should be in a secure facility that you really are.

Hey Melania come get your boy. He’s lost.

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The Reasons That The White House Will NOT Name Muskrat As The Head Of DOGE

The reasons that the White House will not NAME Muskrat as the head of DOGE:

    1. The head of an official government agency would have to be Senate approved
    2. To appropriate funds for an official government agency that agency’s funding would have to be approved by Congress
    3. The WhiteHouse doesn’t want Musk to be named in any lawsuits related to the firing of federal workers, the theft of sensitive, classified or confidential information because his ties to the Kremlin are even more obvious than Trump’s

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Kill It With Fire

Kill it with fire.

Can the meth smoking, cousin fucking, redneck bumpkins that couch fucker comes from come get their kid?

Every time he opens his mouth or tweets he makes me want to…. Well I’m sure you feel the same considering he’s cuddling up to billionaires instead of representing you.

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Swiss Cheese For Brains

This is a picture of the Mexican President, American President and Canadian Prime Minister signing the USMCA trade deal in 2019

I shit you not Putin’s Orange Handpuppet just said that tariffs on Canada will have to be instituted because this trade deal was “signed by a previous administration and leader who was a fool.”

Swiss cheese for brains.

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