You don't believe it until it happens

 


This is why trying to reach Trumpanzees with reason is futile.  The campaign is raising money off his incontinence.


Why don't we just turn off the lights and move to New Zealand?  I'm not sure there is any way to overcome a pants-shitting rapist who can barely pronounce English words and resembles the dumpster behind a meat-packing facility.  You don't debate a cult, you hire de-programmers.

Meanwhile at Ole Miss it's 1962.  There was a protest against the atrocities in Gaza and a redneck decided to re-create some campus history, making "monkey noises" at a Black woman while recording it for the next "KKK for Trump" rally.  The university's chancellor mildly observed that it was "offensive and unacceptable," but I don't see anything about expulsion.  The redneck won praise from Governor Tate Reeve ("Warms my heart.  I love Mississippi!") and outside agitator Rep. Mike Collins (R-GA) ("Ole Miss taking care of business").  So when does James Meredith get here?

I don't think this is the time for heartwarming stunts.  To demonstrate that "We can too be bipartisan!" a Republican (Nancy Mace) and two Democrats (Jared Moskowitz and Susan Wild) founded the Congressional Dog Lovers Caucus to ride the wave of public revulsion at Kristi Noem's willingness to shoot animals and boast about it.  Moskowitz was probably the instigator, having appointed himself class clown of the House.  Usually I appreciate his efforts to annoy and amuse, like wearing a Putin mask to one of those risible impeachment hearings, but not today.  And what about the poor, nameless billy-goat?   She needed two shots to finish him off, with several minutes between.  He didn't even kill any chickens.  Won't somebody think of the goat?

Vixen Strangely at Strangely Blogged has a very good appreciation of the St. Trump Passion and reading it made me calmer.  I think I have the next MAGA fundraising opportunity.  I hope I'm remembering this right:  Some years ago there was a film called The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, about three drag performers touring the Australian outback in a bus (that would be Priscilla).  One of them recounts going into a bathroom after a member of ABBA and discovering a small turd floating in the toilet.  Guess what he wears in a locket.  Now Melania Trump is famed as a jewelry designer and the supply of barking mad Trump fans is apparently bottomless -- do you see where I'm going?  How much would you pay for Trump shit, numbered and authenticated, in a gold reliquary?  Anyone can walk around in a diaper.  This is a Big Mac personally digested for you by Trump himself because he cares so much for you.  I don't think a thousand dollars is out of line.  Those contempt fines won't pay themselves.  

Trump bling!  Complete the ensemble.






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