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NUMBER TWO

NUMBER TWO

Vice-President

Mike Pence is the Patron Saint of Mediocre White Dudes, and the Roman God of Failing Upwards.

A Democrat in his youth, Pence, like many men of limited intelligence, turned to religious conservatism for the convenience of being able to end arguments by claiming God shares his every fear and prejudice, while forgiving his every shortcoming, how convenient.

UNSEXY REXY

UNSEXY REXY

Secretary of State

Over the course of three decades, Rex Tillerson fucked, bribed, and murdered his way to the top of Exxon Mobil, like some sort of jowlsy Eva Peron.

MNUCHBAG

MNUCHBAG

Secretary of the Treasury

Steve Mnuchin, like his namesake, the Noise You Make When You’re Dry Heaving After Getting Food Poisoning From Eating Truck Stop Gas Station Roller Hot Pockets on a Road Trip, is deeply unpleasant, and may result in the involuntary voiding of foul-smelling bodily fluids.

THE GENERALS

THE GENERALS

Secretary of Defense
Chief of Staff
National Security Advisor

Holy shit, there are Generals all over the place these days, aren’t there?

Retired General James Mattis serves as Secretary of Defense. Retired General John Kelly ran Homeland Security for a bit, before becoming the Lead Executive Branch Babysitter, excuse me, Chief of Staff. H.R. McMaster’s the National Security Advisor, and hell, he’s still on active duty.

OL’ BEAUREGARD The President's Loyal Huntin' Dawg

OL’ BEAUREGARD The President's Loyal Huntin' Dawg

Attorney General

Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, third generation of his family to carry the name of a Confedarate piece of trash and also a second Confederate piece of trash, is living his dream. As Velveeta Goebbels’ Attorney General, he’s turning back the clock to a time when women and minorities knew their place, and mediocre white dudes like himself got to run everything, even if they weren’t especially bright.

ZINKE BOOTZ

ZINKE BOOTZ

Ryan Zinke is like if the crappiest robot in Westworld escaped and jumped into conservative politics. He’s such a cartoon cowboy, I bet his right boot says “Andy” on the bottom.

WIL-BUR, THE GNOME KING

WIL-BUR, THE GNOME KING

Secretary of Commerce

When a witch’s curse transformed his master into a Beast and his fellow servants into household objects, Wilbur Ross became a decorative garden gnome. Unlike the rest of his compatriots, he ventured out into the world to make his fortune in the realm of shady international finance and money laundering, and when True Love’s Kiss lifted the curse, Wilbur was too far away for the enchantment to reverse, and thus he remains trapped in gnome form forever.

PLAGUEMASTER T

PLAGUEMASTER T

Secretary of Health and Human Services

If the Hippocratic Oath is binding in any sort of spiritual sense, Tom Price is royally fucked, y’all. There is some straight Dante shit awaitin’ him in the afterlife.

DOCTOR NAPTIME

DOCTOR NAPTIME

Secretary of Housing and Urban Development

Dr. Ben Carson is only in politics because he was rude President Obama to his face. At the 2013 National Prayer Breakfast, a traditionally non-political event, Dr. Ben, having been invited as the keynote speaker, decided to use his time to shit on the President and his policies.

THE DEVOSTATOR

THE DEVOSTATOR

Secretary of Education

Betsy DeVos is what happens when bored white ladies have enough money to really fuck shit up. Turns out, if you’re born rich and marry richer, you don’t have to settle for a book club, you can buy yourself a whole cabinet department!

SCOTTY 2 HAUGHTY

SCOTTY 2 HAUGHTY

Administrator of the EPA

Scott Pruitt, like a lot of boys his age, grew up watching Captain Planet cartoons. Unlike most boys his age, he decided that the various sludge-smog-and-toxic-waste-slinging villains were the role models for him.

Ok, fine. Pruitt is ten years too old to have grown up on Captain Planet, but fuck you, that’s a good opening paragraph. Make your own fucking website, you don’t like it.

PUBIS

PUBIS

Chief of Staff

Nobody wants to be Reince Priebus when they grow up. He’s just so immediately recognizable as a weaselly little tapeworm of a man, y’know?

Reince Priebus is the sort of person who would be played by Brad Dourif in a film.

DARTH WINO

DARTH WINO

Chief Strategist

Steve Bannon played Bob Ewell in a high school production of To Kill a Mockingbird, and liked it so much he decided to stay in the character for the rest of his life.

A self-described Leninist, and an outspoken populist*, Bannon wants to kidney-punch the administrative state, give it a wedgie, and steal its lunch money.

JAR-JAR

JAR-JAR

Senior Advisor/Son-in-Law

Jared Kushner was born on third base and thinks he invented baseball.

Jared’s dad, Charles Kushner, went to jail for tax evasion, illegal campaign donations, and, ahem, “witness tampering,” by which I mean he set his brother-in-law up with a hooker (not, I’m sad to report, of the Pissing Russian variety) and recorded their genital-smushing in order to blackmail him.

HEY, KELLYANNE!

HEY, KELLYANNE!

Senior Counsel

Hey, Kellyaaaaaaaaaaaanne!
Hey, Kellyaaaaaaaaaaaanne!

When you worked for Akin, things weren’t simple
Cuz he got caught on tape
With legitimate rape

4-HEDD THE SHITTY WHITE GUY FROM BEYOND THE STARS

4-HEDD THE SHITTY WHITE GUY FROM BEYOND THE STARS

Senior Advisor for Policy

Why is it always the shittiest imaginable white dudes who turn out to be white supremacists?

Stephen Miller, who started balding eleven seconds after his conception, has by all accounts been a sack of monkey shit pretty much every single minute of his life.

THE MOOCH

THE MOOCH

Director of Communications

Oh wow, this new Communications Director looks like a real character, huh?

Where to begin? Ok, Anthony Scaramucci first came to –

Wait, what? Really?

KKKRIS KKKOBACH

KKKRIS KKKOBACH

White Supremacist Multi-Tool

Kris Kobach is like the protagonist of the white supremacist version of one of those Disney movies where a kid learns to chase his dreams, no matter how big. The kid gets tired of the monotonous grind of burning crosses on just one lawn at a time, and dreams of burning a cross big enough for the whole dang country!

Maybe he has a talking/singing Confederate flag for a sidekick. Named “Bedford.”

“DOC” GORKA

“DOC” GORKA

Roving Freelance Fascist

As seen in the famed documentary RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK, when the Ark of the Covenant was opened on an uncharted island north of Crete, the burning light that issued thereof reduced the Nazi soldiers present to piles of ash and molten flesh. In time, the rains washed the fascist bio-goo into the island’s sewage system, where it mixed with the shit and piss and used tampons and such, and in time it congealed, took the shape of a man (albeit an unattractive one), slapped on a pair of glasses, and Sebastian Gorka was formed.

ATLAS CRAPPED

ATLAS CRAPPED

Speaker of the House

Paul Ryan was cloned from a single pubic hair plucked from Ayn Rand post-coitus and grown in a still in Charles Koch’s back yard.

YERTLE

YERTLE

Senate Majority Leader

Many years ago, Gamera was following the Grateful Dead on tour, and engaged in a brief-but-life-affirming affair with an Ohio River ‘gator that hung around Ma McConnell’s pig farm, picking off runts for sustenance. Nine months later, young Mitch emerged from a leathery egg, and devoured his fellow hatchlings, beginning his life-long love affair with hurting children.

HOT TAKE: The President Should Condemn White Supremacist Terrorism, Not Inspire It

Friday, March 15th, 2019

Goddammit, I hate doing the blog on days like this. Y’know, we took so much for granted for so long, we assumed so much progress was permanent…we took our eyes off the ball, and now we live in this cesspool of ascendant hate, and people are fucking dying. What do you even say in the face of all this awfulness?

Fuck it, let’s do this. Let’s look these evil fucks in the eye. Let’s laugh at them where we can, because mockery diminishes them. And where that isn’t possible, let’s bring vigilance, and the resolve to pry the world back out of their shitty little hands, and never, ever, give it back.

So I guess Shart Garfunkel threw up a plaque at one of his tacky-ass golf clubs, commemorating his mighty victory…in a tournament he didn’t even play in. This is the sort of Trump story we all like, isn’t it? Tales of a petty, insecurity-driven, buffoon, puffing out his doughy chest, parading his entirely fabricated accolades, imagining he’s admired even as the whole world snickers. I wish we could just point and giggle at his pathetic, distended, ego, but my God, the noxious wad of pure hate, festering at the man’s core…

Oh my, I guess some rich people got caught doing crimes to get their shitty kids into fancy colleges? Such a scandal! Wait until the American people find out that the wealthy have purchased an entire political party, and use it to turn the world economy into one long private hog trough at which to gorge themselves, while the rest of us subsist on the odd bits of slop that drip from their jowls. O, what “Aunt Becky” jokes shall be tweeted out upon that day!

The folks over at Media Matters have been having quite a time, teasingly doling out snippets of Tucker Carlson’s somehow-even-more-reprehensible-than-the-bigotry-he-vomits-up-five-nights-a-week past, as advertisers flee his Fux Nooz White Power Hour. Liar Tuck’s allies in the right-wing jagoffosphere keep trying to paint this as some dishonest lefty hit job, but y’all…it’s just recordings of Carlson saying things. If there’s a vast conspiracy to bring down Tucker Carlson, it’s being run by Tucker Carlson.

But it’s not all waffles and blowjobs in Hategriftertopia; the Axis of Evil running from Bipedal Tumor Ann Coulter to President Crotchrot has splintered, and now they’re divvying up their mutual friends (Ann gets the Klan, Donnie keeps the Proud Boys?), and sitting on opposite sides of the school cafeteria, pelting one another with playground insults and fecal matter. It’s all terrifically amusing until you remember millions of Americans actually admire these two monsters.

Young Jacob Wohl continues testing the frontiers of white privilege, filing a police report over fake death threats from one of the fake accounts that got him banned from Twitter. And now Michael Avenatti has inserted himself into this shitshow, because what, Carter Page wasn’t unavailable?

Well, it took a little pressure, but President Ostomy Bag finally grounded the Boeing 737 MAX, days after the rest of the world did, presumably because Mick Mulvaney duct-taped him to a chair and explained, loudly and slowly, that being responsible for another deadly crash from a clearly-unsafe plane would net him bad press in the Rust Belt. Of course, this only came after Grandpa Dotard opined that all them new-fangled aero-planes with all their fancy switches and little flashin’ lights and whatnot are just too dang complicated for any pilot to figure out, and back in his day, planes were made of balsa wood and powered by tiny mice on treadmills and that was better, in his estimation.

Oh, and didja see where Fat Q*Bert’s shutdown tantrum delayed work on crucial software fixes for the plane? Oh well. At least it was all for a good cause, and important things were accomplished in the end.

…wait.

After scoring a ridiculously light sentence from a judge who thinks crimes don’t count if you’re rich and white enough, Paul Manafort finally ran into some serious jail time courtesy of Judge Amy Berman Jackson. Paul whined that he really didn’t WANT to go to prison, so please Your Honor, can’t we just overlook all those silly ol’ “felony convictions” and send a career criminal back home to his life of unearned privilege and comfort?, and she said ehhhhhh maybe after 7.5 years, ’til then you are…#Manafucked.

And Precocious Paul got a nice little going-away present from Manhattan prosecutors…a shiny new 16-count indictment on state-level charges! While Manafort has been frantically holding out hope that Santa Shart leaves a pardon in his (ostrich skin) stocking this year, these new charges are 100% presidential-pardon-proof! Guess you shouldn’t have spent your entire life breaking laws and fucking up the world, bro.

Speaking of New York, the AG has opened yet another investigation into the Velveeta Vulgarian’s life of crime, this time…wait, hang on. I’m actually confused here. I’m not fucking with you, I wrote “NY Investigation” on my outline, and now that I’m sitting down to write, I don’t know which NY investigation I was talking about. Is it the subpoenas to Deutsche Bank? Did we talk about that already? Or is this about Shartboy’s lawyers dangling a pardon in front of Michael Cohen? Perhaps some new investigation into the President’s ongoing transgressions against Perfectly Good Steaks? THERE ARE TOO MANY CRIMES AND I CANNOT KEEP THEM ALL STRAIGHT.

One of the things that happened this week that was a little less than awesome was when the President of the United States suggested that if Democrats insisted on continuing to perform their constitutional duty to conduct oversight, maybe his “tough” supporters in the military/law enforcement/roving gangs of bikers would just have to get together and murder them! Yeah, the peaceful transition of power had a nice little streak going, but the showrunners are trying something a little different this season; a sociopathic crook whose last flimsy shield from the long arm of the law is the very office of the presidency! Will he call for civil war just to stay out of prison? SET YOUR DVR!

While there’s some controversy over whether or not a sitting President can be indicted, an appeals court ruled that he sure as shit can be sued, because laws still matter sometimes, no matter what Mitch McConnell says. So Summer Zervos’ defamation suit can proceed, even it cuts into Little Donnie Two-Scoops’ golf time.

So, the Shart of the Deal, who wasted all his political capital failing to repeal Obamacare, who has alienated our closest allies, who has been utterly outmaneuvered at every turn by a clownish third-rate dictator like Kim Jong-un, thinks Theresa May should’ve bowed to his superior deal-making prowess on the whole “Brexit” thing, cuz he’d have sorted it all out by now. This seems like a good time to remind everyone that it took this Stable Genius nearly a month to find the light switches in the White House.

Vice President Mike Pants is seeking a donor match for a hand transplant, after he was forced to meet, and shake hands with, Irish Prime Minister Leo Varadkar and his partner. Mikey Hairshirt will also require extensive skin grafts, after boiling his ears following the pro-equality speech Varadkar gave in his presence.

Wilbur Ross woke up just long enough to get good n’ thoroughly dragged by the House Oversight Committee over his 2020 census fuckery. I like to picture Wilbur hanging out with Alex Acosta, the two of them just shaking their heads in disbelief that nobody’s gotten around to firing them yet.

Seeking to tout his Commander-in-Chief cred, Howard Schultz proclaimed that among all the Presidential candidates, it is Howard Schultz who has the most experience with the military, which is an interesting thing to say because Howard Schultz has exactly zero military experience, while there are a couple of actual veterans running in the Dem field. Congratulations, Howard, you’ve somehow managed to make me take Tulsi Gabbard’s side in a fight. You are practically magical in your dislikability.

So, the headlines on the Senate vote to overturn Shartolo Colon’s Bullshit Fake Border Emergency tended towards stuff like “Trump Losing Grip on Republican Party as 12 GOP Senators Vote With Democrats to Rebuke His Punk Ass.” Nah, folks. That ain’t it. The story here is “Horrifying Majority of Republican Senators Decide Constitutional Democracy is for CUCKS, Idiot Dictator Should Be Allowed to Do Whatever the Fuck His Gumball-Sized Brain Tells Him To.”

Special bonus points to North Carolina’s Thom Tillis, who just last month wrote a whole WaPo op-Ed* about how the Constitution is good and we should keep it and read it from time to time and maybe even follow the rule of law, only to completely roll over and decide to go, “Look, it’s a musty old document, and it had a good run, but six more years of Thom Tillis in the Senate is obviously more important. I’ve grown attached to my barber and my salary and really, who needs checks and balances anyhow?”

Lindsey Graham lives his life like a man who wants his biography to be titled, “STOOGE,” doesn’t he? After a literally unanimous House vote in favor of a resolution calling for the public release of the eventual Mueller report, Senator Igor blocked the measure in the Senate, perhaps because the President promised him he could sleep at the foot of the bed tonight, instead of in his drafty little LindseyGrahamhouse on the lawn outside the residence.

Pissant Pol Pot himself doesn’t think there should be any report at all, of course. Criminals are consistently anti-investigations-of-criminals, don’t you think that’s weird?

Mike Pompeo announced that the U.S. will deny visas to investigators from the International Criminal Court who might be looking into potential war crimes by American citizens. Mike gets a little more affably villainous all the time, doesn’t he? One of these days, he’s gonna call a press conference to jovially announce he’s tied some woman to the railroad tracks just outside town.

Rugged Robert Mueller has asked for another delay in Rick Gates’ sentencing, on account of how little Ricky is still squealin’, and has plenty of relevant squealin’ yet to do. I imagine watching his old boss get booked for an extended stay at club fed has stimulated Mr. Gates’ memory on any number of topics.

Shit be cray, folks. So cray, that we’ve already moved on from that thing where a sex trafficker connected to the Chinese government has been selling access to the President. That story broke just last weekend, and nobody’s talking about it today, isn’t that something? Living in Hell kinda sucks.

And…fuck. New Zealand.

A white supremacist terrorist killed 49 people at two mosques in Christchurch, New Zealand. The murdering dirtbag live-streamed his mass shooting on Facebook, and wrote a manifesto referring the President of the United States as “a symbol of renewed white identity and common purpose.”.

I’m not really close to making my pick in the 2020 primary, but I feel like “will not inspire white supremacist terrorism” is one litmus test the entire field could pass.

While I’ve long since stopped expecting decency from the American right, I have to admit I’m blown away by some of the responses to this tragedy. It takes the intelligence of the mold on an overripe pear to just say “mass murder is bad,” and leave it at that, which might explain why Louie Gohmert wasn’t up to the task. I’m not usually a gambling man, but if anyone would care to wager that the Republican response to Louie’s little statement will be somewhat less than equivalent to their recent performative outrage directed at Rep. Ilhan Omar…I am your Huckleberry.

Rush Limbaugh felt the need to pick up Alex Jones’ spittle-drenched banner, suggesting the shooter murdered 49 human beings at their houses of woship as an elaborate “false flag” operation to make conservatives look bad. Hey Rush, the only thing we need to do to make conservatives look bad is FUCKING TALK TO YOU. Just point a recording device at you loons while you rant and ramble about the things you believe and the way you see the world, and you look like fucking maniacs.

And of course, Hairpiece Himmler, asked point blank whether he thought white nationalism was a threat, said, “nah, it’s all good.” Actually, I’m not gonna ride him for this. There’s an election coming up, and you can’t expect a guy to attack his own base. Take away the potentially-violent white supremacists, and you’re left with people who really really liked The Apprentice, and people who rank “the ongoing humiliation of Ted Cruz” as their #1 issue.

Somehow, this rabbit-turd-souled bastard, at a ceremony vetoing the resolution overturning his racist fake national emergency to finance his racist wall, actually had the gall to regurgitate the very same phony, racist, conspiracy theories that had inspired another racist mass-murderer, only a few months ago, in Pittsburgh.

I am very tired of this hateful old man, my friends. I am tired of the violence he inspires and provokes.

But goddammit, I refuse to despair. Ain’t nobody got time for that shit. To that end, in the face of all this horror, let me leave you with good news. With hope. Did you see the worldwide student climate strike today? Tens of thousands of young people, all around the planet. Beautiful. Draw strength from them, if you need it. Today, I needed it. The bastards will not grind us down.

Anyway, fuck all that shit. It’s Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s birthday, y’all. I’ve got some drinking and planking t’do. Well…mostly drinking.

*Say it out loud. “WaPo op-ed.” Hee.

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NUMBER TWO

NUMBER TWO

Vice-President

Mike Pence is the Patron Saint of Mediocre White Dudes, and the Roman God of Failing Upwards.

A Democrat in his youth, Pence, like many men of limited intelligence, turned to religious conservatism for the convenience of being able to end arguments by claiming God shares his every fear and prejudice, while forgiving his every shortcoming, how convenient.

UNSEXY REXY

UNSEXY REXY

Secretary of State

Over the course of three decades, Rex Tillerson fucked, bribed, and murdered his way to the top of Exxon Mobil, like some sort of jowlsy Eva Peron.

MNUCHBAG

MNUCHBAG

Secretary of the Treasury

Steve Mnuchin, like his namesake, the Noise You Make When You’re Dry Heaving After Getting Food Poisoning From Eating Truck Stop Gas Station Roller Hot Pockets on a Road Trip, is deeply unpleasant, and may result in the involuntary voiding of foul-smelling bodily fluids.

THE GENERALS

THE GENERALS

Secretary of Defense
Chief of Staff
National Security Advisor

Holy shit, there are Generals all over the place these days, aren’t there?

Retired General James Mattis serves as Secretary of Defense. Retired General John Kelly ran Homeland Security for a bit, before becoming the Lead Executive Branch Babysitter, excuse me, Chief of Staff. H.R. McMaster’s the National Security Advisor, and hell, he’s still on active duty.

OL’ BEAUREGARD The President's Loyal Huntin' Dawg

OL’ BEAUREGARD The President's Loyal Huntin' Dawg

Attorney General

Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, third generation of his family to carry the name of a Confedarate piece of trash and also a second Confederate piece of trash, is living his dream. As Velveeta Goebbels’ Attorney General, he’s turning back the clock to a time when women and minorities knew their place, and mediocre white dudes like himself got to run everything, even if they weren’t especially bright.

ZINKE BOOTZ

ZINKE BOOTZ

Ryan Zinke is like if the crappiest robot in Westworld escaped and jumped into conservative politics. He’s such a cartoon cowboy, I bet his right boot says “Andy” on the bottom.

WIL-BUR, THE GNOME KING

WIL-BUR, THE GNOME KING

Secretary of Commerce

When a witch’s curse transformed his master into a Beast and his fellow servants into household objects, Wilbur Ross became a decorative garden gnome. Unlike the rest of his compatriots, he ventured out into the world to make his fortune in the realm of shady international finance and money laundering, and when True Love’s Kiss lifted the curse, Wilbur was too far away for the enchantment to reverse, and thus he remains trapped in gnome form forever.

PLAGUEMASTER T

PLAGUEMASTER T

Secretary of Health and Human Services

If the Hippocratic Oath is binding in any sort of spiritual sense, Tom Price is royally fucked, y’all. There is some straight Dante shit awaitin’ him in the afterlife.

DOCTOR NAPTIME

DOCTOR NAPTIME

Secretary of Housing and Urban Development

Dr. Ben Carson is only in politics because he was rude President Obama to his face. At the 2013 National Prayer Breakfast, a traditionally non-political event, Dr. Ben, having been invited as the keynote speaker, decided to use his time to shit on the President and his policies.

THE DEVOSTATOR

THE DEVOSTATOR

Secretary of Education

Betsy DeVos is what happens when bored white ladies have enough money to really fuck shit up. Turns out, if you’re born rich and marry richer, you don’t have to settle for a book club, you can buy yourself a whole cabinet department!

SCOTTY 2 HAUGHTY

SCOTTY 2 HAUGHTY

Administrator of the EPA

Scott Pruitt, like a lot of boys his age, grew up watching Captain Planet cartoons. Unlike most boys his age, he decided that the various sludge-smog-and-toxic-waste-slinging villains were the role models for him.

Ok, fine. Pruitt is ten years too old to have grown up on Captain Planet, but fuck you, that’s a good opening paragraph. Make your own fucking website, you don’t like it.

PUBIS

PUBIS

Chief of Staff

Nobody wants to be Reince Priebus when they grow up. He’s just so immediately recognizable as a weaselly little tapeworm of a man, y’know?

Reince Priebus is the sort of person who would be played by Brad Dourif in a film.

DARTH WINO

DARTH WINO

Chief Strategist

Steve Bannon played Bob Ewell in a high school production of To Kill a Mockingbird, and liked it so much he decided to stay in the character for the rest of his life.

A self-described Leninist, and an outspoken populist*, Bannon wants to kidney-punch the administrative state, give it a wedgie, and steal its lunch money.

JAR-JAR

JAR-JAR

Senior Advisor/Son-in-Law

Jared Kushner was born on third base and thinks he invented baseball.

Jared’s dad, Charles Kushner, went to jail for tax evasion, illegal campaign donations, and, ahem, “witness tampering,” by which I mean he set his brother-in-law up with a hooker (not, I’m sad to report, of the Pissing Russian variety) and recorded their genital-smushing in order to blackmail him.

HEY, KELLYANNE!

HEY, KELLYANNE!

Senior Counsel

Hey, Kellyaaaaaaaaaaaanne!
Hey, Kellyaaaaaaaaaaaanne!

When you worked for Akin, things weren’t simple
Cuz he got caught on tape
With legitimate rape

4-HEDD THE SHITTY WHITE GUY FROM BEYOND THE STARS

4-HEDD THE SHITTY WHITE GUY FROM BEYOND THE STARS

Senior Advisor for Policy

Why is it always the shittiest imaginable white dudes who turn out to be white supremacists?

Stephen Miller, who started balding eleven seconds after his conception, has by all accounts been a sack of monkey shit pretty much every single minute of his life.

THE MOOCH

THE MOOCH

Director of Communications

Oh wow, this new Communications Director looks like a real character, huh?

Where to begin? Ok, Anthony Scaramucci first came to –

Wait, what? Really?

KKKRIS KKKOBACH

KKKRIS KKKOBACH

White Supremacist Multi-Tool

Kris Kobach is like the protagonist of the white supremacist version of one of those Disney movies where a kid learns to chase his dreams, no matter how big. The kid gets tired of the monotonous grind of burning crosses on just one lawn at a time, and dreams of burning a cross big enough for the whole dang country!

Maybe he has a talking/singing Confederate flag for a sidekick. Named “Bedford.”

“DOC” GORKA

“DOC” GORKA

Roving Freelance Fascist

As seen in the famed documentary RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK, when the Ark of the Covenant was opened on an uncharted island north of Crete, the burning light that issued thereof reduced the Nazi soldiers present to piles of ash and molten flesh. In time, the rains washed the fascist bio-goo into the island’s sewage system, where it mixed with the shit and piss and used tampons and such, and in time it congealed, took the shape of a man (albeit an unattractive one), slapped on a pair of glasses, and Sebastian Gorka was formed.

ATLAS CRAPPED

ATLAS CRAPPED

Speaker of the House

Paul Ryan was cloned from a single pubic hair plucked from Ayn Rand post-coitus and grown in a still in Charles Koch’s back yard.

YERTLE

YERTLE

Senate Majority Leader

Many years ago, Gamera was following the Grateful Dead on tour, and engaged in a brief-but-life-affirming affair with an Ohio River ‘gator that hung around Ma McConnell’s pig farm, picking off runts for sustenance. Nine months later, young Mitch emerged from a leathery egg, and devoured his fellow hatchlings, beginning his life-long love affair with hurting children.

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