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Showing Original Post only (View all)Ah, the First Shitstorm of the Year! Delightful! (Ferret/Shower Cap) [View all]
Last week, I was driven right up to the edge of madness, a perfectly reasonable reaction to all the vag candle news and whatnot. If anything pushes me all the way off the cliff, its learning that therere somehow folks who look around our poor, hurting, world, from the Australian wildfires to the daily assaults on the pillars of American democracy, and decide to funnel their emotional energy into yelling at Burger King for saying damn in a commercial. Anyway, dont tell One Million Moms about this blog, I dont think they could handle it.
(As always, find this post, with all them nifty news links, here: http://showercapblog.com/ah-the-first-shitstorm-of-the-year-delightful/)
If Matt Gaetz were anyone but Matt Gaetz, Id feel bad for him. After three years as one of Team Treasonweasels most devoted stooges, parroting every talking point, attacking every enemy, spreading every lie, all while gorging himself on the scraps from Shart Garfunkels table, Matty begged permission to buck the party line once, just one little ol vote, one time. Like a Death Eater asking Voldemort to spare his pet hamster, Gaetz only wanted leave to back House Democrats war powers resolution; it was an inconsequential vote in the grand scheme of things, and surely nobody could begrudge him this one, teensy-weensy principle, this single, nigh-microscopic, gun to stick to? HA HA NOPE, the excommunication from Cult45 was swift and brutal, and all past service was entirely forgotten as the Trumpist media dogpile eagerly devoured their new target. I betrayed everything decent about myself and my country and all I have to show for it is this shitty, made-in-China, red ballcap, right?
Its certainly surprising to watch a walking colon tumor take credit for fighting cancer, but in lieu of actual accomplishments, President Liposuction Clinic Dumpster has indeed taken to bragging about a drop in the cancer mortality rate, as though he had one fuckin thing to do with it, as though he hasnt done his damndest to cut federal funding for cancer research. Old bastards one bad news cycle away from claiming responsibility for you grandsons B+ on his fractions test, is all Im sayin.
The wealth might not be tricklin down in Donald Trumps Amerikkka, but yknow what is? SHITTINESS. Take, for example, former-Mrs.-Florida-turned-Trumpy-pundit Karyn Turk, on her way to prison for stealing her Alzheimers-afflicted elderly mothers social security checks, like any good Christian would. Like so many of her ilk, Turk attempted to cast herself as the victim of some nebulous anti-conservative witch-hunt, right up until admitting she was caught red-handed, and pleading guilty. Anyway, I look forward to Karyn winning at least three or four states in the 2024 GOP presidential primary.
Relations with Iraq continue deteriorating at the predictable pace of all things touched by Dorito Mussolinis tiny, inadequate, hands, as the Put-Allies-in-One-End-Watch-Em-Come-Out-as-Enemies-on-the-Other Pipeline known as the Trump Administration diplomacy shop has progressed in its response to Baghdads Your troops dont have to go home but they cant stay here request from MAKE US to MAKE US AND ALSO WE WILL CUT OFF ACCESS TO YOUR BANK ACCOUNTS IF YOU TRY. Wow, an occupying forces that blackmails you with your own money? Its like colonialist bingo.
In an interview with Just Put The Uniform On Already We All Know You Want To Telefascist Laura Ingraham, Pumpkin Spice Pol Pot bragged extensively about transforming the U.S. military into a mercenary force, apparently for sale to the highest bidder. Somebodys checking to make sure these payments are going into the Treasury and not some offshore gilded-toilets-and-extra-strength-golf-pants fund, right?
As for the Soleimani strike itself, I feel like I cant even cover it here; Im sure the bullshit rationale for the assassination offered by the Shart House will have shifted more than once between the fleeting moment in time when I compose this sentence, and the point, hours into the far-flung future, when you actually read it.
Ill tell you one thing, though: if Barack Obama had ordered the killing of a high-ranking foreign government official on the grounds that it was necessary to prevent imminent attacks on multiple embassies, only to have his very own Defense Secretary say, on live television, Uh, nope, that particular intelligence seems to have been pulled directly from the presidential ass, half the GOP Senate caucus wouldve sustained serious injuries in the ensuing stampede to get in front of a camera to condemn that shit, and call for impeachment, if not outright civil war.
Of course, now were learning the Bonespur Buttplug, egged on by the bloodthirsty likes of Chief Thuglomat Mike Pompeo and the Genocidal Mustache Symbiotically Attached to John Boltons Upper Lip, actually approved the killing months ago, and was just hangin around, waiting for an imminent excuse to manifest itself. You know, Im starting to believe these people are somewhat less than trustworthy.
Anyway the point is, our Commander-in-Chief, a doddering old nitwit who was never very smart to begin with, and who is now experiencing such rapid mental decline that whats left of his brains is all but leaking out of his ears, basically reserves the right to murder anybody anywhere for any reason, how fun!
Well, the gibbering, incontinent, cowardly, septuagenarian toddler hailed as a beacon of strength by a millions-strong cult of critically-unperceptive white people spent most of the weekend doing the one thing he does truly well: whining. He thinks its profoundly unfair that he finally got himself into some trouble that daddys money cant buy him out of, and the stigma of impeachment is now attached to his name, a name which is already synonymous with racism, stupidity, tyranny, mendacity, failure, sexual assault, financial crime, bullying, stealing money from charity to buy paintings of yourself, inability to tie a necktie or close an umbrella, operating concentration camps full of terrified children on American soil, stochastic terrorism, and treason, but sure impeachment is the bit thats harming the brand.
Meanwhile Nancy Pelosi, with a playful jingle of the thimble she keeps on her desk, in which shes stored Lil Donnie Two-Scoops wee testicles since the 2018/19 shutdown fight, reminded him, impeachment is FOREVER, old man. Seriously, Shartboy, stigma doesnt begin to cover what history is going to do to you. The books will be printed on scratch n sniff paper, to more accurately capture the festering outhouse stench of your loathsome, despised, reign.
Because its just the sort of thing you do when you live in Hell, everybody pulled their hair out for a couple of hours, attempting to decipher the meaning of a message from the official Shart House Twitter account celebrating the first snow of the year on a lovely, 70 degree, and naturally, snowless evening in D.C. Was this merely the latest bit of tragicomic incompetence from the Clowncar Full of Rectums mismanaging our poor nation, meaning we should worry somebody maybe left the keys to a couple of nuclear missile silos on the counter at Starbucks? Or was it a sinister elevation of the administrations incessant gaslighting, claiming the authority to rewrite reality to the point where they demand rejection of the evidence of your very senses? Is Kellyanne Conway just playing a prank on her husband, as part of whatever kinky sex thing theyve been working out? We may never know.
And the Dopey Dotard with Diminutive Digits unleashed an even batshittier-than-usual Tweetstorm (my god, wasnt life nicer before we understood what that word meant?), as though he felt it necessary to remind America, ahead of the impeachment trial, that hes super-stupid, super-vile, and super-bigoted. We remember, bro. Really we do. We dont hate you for no reason, yknow.
Anyway, weve arrived at the point when Strawberry Shartcake can no longer properly spell even his favorite slurs, so anyway, big congrats to Messrs. McConnell and McCarthy, as well as their respective caucuses, for hogtying their reputations to a dude whos basically What if the Titanic was Really Dumb Rich Guy in Silly Balloon Pants.
With no tactics left to fall back on beyond Fooling Some of the People All of the Time and Hoping the Fools are Adequately Concentrated in the Rust Belt, the Marmalade Shartcannon is now attempting to cast himself as the one true champion of protecting health care coverage for folks with pre-existing conditions, even after pissing away most of his political capital in 2017 on a bill that wouldve shredded those protections; indeed, even as his administration fights in the courts to destroy judicially (but not until after the election please and thank you) what he failed to annihilate legislatively. Maybe hell try to run against his ENTIRE record, and the debates will just be two candidates agreeing Donald Trump is a malicious, incompetent, buffoon, only one of them is Donald Trump wearing a fake beard.
Another victory for Sultan Spraytan in the never-ending mines-bigger-than-yours competition with his predecessor that gnaws away at his decomposing brain day and night; regrettably were talking about the annual deficit. Back over $1 Trillion, huh? Heckuva job, Fuckwad.
Well, weve got plenty of dangling plot lines looking for resolutions, dont we? Will the Senate allow witnesses at the impeachment trial? Whats in the documents the Department of Energy has just agreed to release, regarding all things shady and Ukrainian? How long will Chris Collins be a burden on the correctional system*? Whats in the bundle o evidence Lev Parnas is turning over to Congress? Will Success Spoil Rock Hunter? Tune in next time, same Shower Cap time, same Shower Cap channel!
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PS - I am absolutely missing some late-breaking stories, for which I apologize. Its a big night ahead of the big launch, so bear with me, and Ill catch up on everything later in the week!
*I almost wrote penal system, but I dont trust you immature fuckers.