Der Postmeister Postmaster General
Donald Trump had a problem. A problem called “democracy.” See, he LIKED being President, (well, not the work part, but definitely charging the Secret Service to pee) but those rat-bastard Founding Fathers built all these dumb ol’ “elections” into their dumb ol’ “Constitution,” and smack dab in the middle of an economy you personally wrecked and a pandemic you disastrously mismanaged is nobody’s idea of a great time for a performance review.
Pigfucker Multipurpose Trump Tool
Devin “Pigfucker” Nunes was an early adopter of Donald Trump’s unique blend of authoritarianism and kakistocracy, and it’s not hard to understand why; it takes a whole lotta institutional white supremacy to keep men so maliciously mediocre in positions of power.
Wrinkly Gamera Breaker of Senates
There is no greater proof that the Republican base has no goddamn sense than Mitch McConnell’s consistently dismal approval rating from voters of his own party; the man is absolute ghoul, yes, and certainly he projects little folksy warmth, but he puts Ws on the board. Big ones. More than anybody I’ve ever seen.
Reichskommissar Floridaman Death Cult Reality Show Competitor/Actual Fucking Governor
One of Trump’s earliest congressional taint remoras, Ron DeSantis rode a wave of I’m With Stupid first to the Florida GOP’s 2018 gubernatorial nomination, and then, because learning from mistakes is apparently for cucks, to a narrow general election victory.
Liar Tuck Middling Telefascist
To level with y’all up front, I think Tucker Carlson is the most dangerous man in America. He’s the mouth of American fascism, and Donald Trump’s unofficial Chief Disinformation Dispenser, and, ultimately, a manufacturer of brownshirts.
The Vainglorious MTG Actual Fucking Congresswoman, Heaven Help Us
Take an unusually weak mind, surgically remove evolution’s hard-won capacity to tell fact from fiction, fill the empty spaces with hate, and you’ve got Marjorie Taylor Greene. Drop that mind in the middle of the I-know-we’re-not-supposed-to-dismiss-MAGA-whites-as-racist-hillbillies-but-COME-ON shithole known as the Georgia 14th, and you’ve got the dumbest, most malicious member of the United States Congress, and ascendant American fascism’s loudest, vilest mouth.
Incesto, the Treasonous Clown Freelance Legal Idiot
When Rudy Giuliani, having just chugged a bottle of methamphetamine-laced NyQuil, stumbled onstage to deliver his apocalyptic sermon of fear at the 2016 Republican Nation Convention, you knew something was deeply fucked in this country.
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.
POMPEY THE NOT GREAT
Secretary of State
Mike Pompeo is one of those performatively pious fake Christians who loves using his loudly-claimed-but-seldom-followed faith like a cudgel while ignoring every single word of the actual Bible, including “and” and “the.”
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.
William Barr actually taught me a valuable lesson. See, I didn’t look too closely at Bill when he was nominated to be Attorney General. After Jeff “Too Racist for the 80’s” Sessions and the masculine toilet guy, honestly, he looked like a nice, refreshing, safe, traditional Republican. An institutionalist who could bring a little much-needed stability.
And then he turned out to be a fascist, and one of the most dangerous enemies of democracy in American history. Whoops. My bad.
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.
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
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
Daddy’s Little Girl
Ivanka Trump is what happens when you cross Gwyneth Paltrow with Mussolini’s dumbest, laziest aide-de-camp. Watching her try to sell her father’s fascism as some sort of pro-woman lifestyle brand, marketed in the sickliest imaginable shade of pink, has been one of the most bizarre subplots of this nightmare we can’t seem to pinch ourselves out of.
THE EMPRESS MALARIA
So, while Melania Trump is perhaps not as shitty as many of the crooks, Nazis, and Nazi crooks who inhabit her dirtbag husband’s world, she manages to impressively shitty in her own right.
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
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.
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?
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.”
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.
The Capitol Riot Was Actually Mostly Hugs, Tucker Carlson Told Me So
Y’know, I don’t mind struggling over the soul of the nation, but I confess I’m beginning to resent the quality of the opposition. It feels like I’ve been trapped in a checkout line, between a shrieking toddler and a lady with an inch-thick stack of expired coupons, for like, a thousand years.
Well, thanks to Tucker Carlson’s intrepid investigative journalism, America finally understands the truth the lying lamestream media has attempted to hide for years: the so-called “Capitol Riot” was, in actuality, simply a matter of a single, eccentrically dressed young man trying to deliver a basket of homemade muffins to Nancy Pelosi. And if some random apostate Vice President happened to get lynched in the process, well, such things have been known to happen, in the hazardous world of muffin conveyance.
Forgive my rudeness, Fox Nation, but I gotta ask: how in the name of Four Seasons Total Landscaping are you dopes still falling for this? Do these television personalities you trust so blindly have to shit directly down your throat for you to recognize how deeply they disdain you?
Tucker not only lies to you, he hates your precious Trump, hates him passionately, which is altogether reasonable of him if you ask me, though I certainly respect your right, as a rube and a cultist, to feel differently.
The next wave of releases from the Dominion lawsuit’ll be a group text chain where Fox hosts work through a list of Trump donors, painstakingly insulting each one by name. “Doug Blanton from Dodge City, Kansas smells like a warthog fart,” snickers Laura Ingraham. “That’s nothing,” responds Hannity, “Edith McGillicutty of Dubuque wears piss-stained sweatpants to Walmart!” Lachlan Murdoch chimes in from time to time with all the standard approval-expressing emojis, your thumbs ups and your crying laughing faces.
It’s all going precisely according to House Speaker Elmer Fudd’s master plan. McCarthy’s tenure to date has been pure Fudd: just a mean, stupid dude stepping on rake after rake after rake. How Kevin ever arrived at the conclusion that his party would benefit politically from reminding the electorate of that time a mob of disgruntled Republicans injured 140 police officers is a matter best left to leadership scholars, surely.
But to proceed, in exclusive(!) partnership with the lying, racist weirdo at the center of the biggest media scandal in living memory? I think the American public deserves to know exactly how many quarters McCarthy has shoved up his nose since becoming Speaker. Release the cranial x-ray, Kevin.
We’re talking about a network that used an email written by a “cactus artist” who believes she was “internally decapitated” and is thus possibly a “ghost” to justify telling their viewers the 2020 election was stolen. Let me again stress that the ramblings of an allegedly apparitional cactus artist are at the very root of the big, dumb lie that’s driven so many idiots violently insane.
In their defense, Fox felt they had no choice but to present the random musings of this Caravaggio of Cactoideae as evidence of unprecedented, nationwide corruption, because they were worried about losing market share to rival propagandists. Yeah, I’m starting to think maybe American democracy should see a doctor about that lingering cough.
See, Kevin and Tucker think they can force the rest of us to live in their bubble, and…fuck you. No. It sucks in your bubble. It smells like crusty MyPillows and failure in there.
I’ll will admit I’m enjoying this one new show they’ve got. Every week or so, Jim Jordan has some new fake thing he believes, just wild, dippy nonsense, and he holds a “hearing” where Democrats mercilessly expose him as a fool and a fraud. For hours. It’s called the Select Subcommittee on the Weaponization of the Federal Government, I think. It’s a lot funnier than it sounds.
And now Marjorie Taylor Greene and James Comer are putting together a lil’ wingnut field trip to visit some Capitol rioters in jail, paint ‘em as “political prisoners” or some shit. That’s gonna go so well for you guys. I only ask that you take extra care to draw attention to your party affiliation, as you side publicly with the loser terrorists whose violent crimes are documented from multiple angles.
I see Trump “attorney” Jenna Ellis also got swept up in the “confessing to lying about election fraud” craze that’s taking MAGA nation by storm. Or maybe that was a deep state lizard person posing as Jenna Ellis. Whatever you need to believe to get through your day.
Last week, I said I didn’t have the strength for CPAC, and now that it’s done…can you blame me? CPAC is always gross, but now that it’s turned into the saddest possible version of itself, amidst the electoral setbacks and groping allegations and what have you, it’s just hard to look it. Almost robs you of any schadenfreude.
Like, Kari Lake referred to Steve Bannon as a “stud muffin” and I don’t think it’s fair that I know that. And now you’re mad at me for telling you, but fuck you, the world must share my pain. You couldn’t stop yourself, could you, it’s like “don’t think about elephants,” you scream at your brain not to conjure the image, that tangle of ginsweat-soaked shirt layers writhing obscenely in soft lighting…y’know what? Let’s talk about something else.
Like Michael Knowles, and his call to eradicate “transgenderism.” The way right wing culture has coalesced around brazen, unapologetic anti-trans hate over the last year or so is one of the scariest, ugliest things I’ve ever seen. I honestly have no idea how to write about it here.
Of course the main event was the Dotard himself, with the REO-Speedwagon-on-the-state-fair-circuit version of the American carnage speech, and if there’s any substantial difference between a game show host who thinks exercise is bad for you claiming Joe Biden hid his border wall, and a supposedly spectral cactus decorator saying the wind told her the 2020 election was stolen, I can’t identify it.
He’s still hacking up the same feeble lies about crowd size, by the way, which only happens in the coolest cults. “I am your retribution,” he pledged to the handful of assembled dead-enders. Fuck you, you don’t deserve retribution. Nobody wronged you, you’re just losers.
Excellent timing on that pledge to stay in the presidential race if you’re indicted, though. Teed that one up rather elegantly, I’d say.
I don’t wanna write about CPAC anymore. I wanna write about the Lieutenant Governor of the great state of Tennessee. His name is Randy McNally, which is fucking amazing, and he is having himself a week, y’all. One of the damndest things I’ve ever seen. Zounds.
Larry Hogan broke a lotta hearts this week, announcing he will not seek the Republican Party’s presidential nomination, which should allow Chris Sununu sufficient time to develop elaborate, individualized courtship rituals for all sixty-two voters in the GOP’s “normal lane.”
The real action remains in the Is It Time to Put the Armbands On Yet lane, so let’s check in on Ron DeSantis’ ongoing audition for the Cult45 high priesthood.
Florida Republicans are pulling enough fashy shit for an entire Family Feud category. “Show me six-week abortion ban!” and you get the little ding and the bar turns over, between ones that say “attempting to outlaw gender studies” and “assault on First Amendment rights so extreme even Newt Gingrich says you’re nuts.” Boy, that joke was surprisingly difficult to pull off in prose form.
Yeah, it’s a real specific record Ron’s carving out for himself, and I don’t think it’s going to play as well as he imagines. Gazing upon his “my book ban is widely misunderstood as a book ban” tour, one doesn’t exactly see the seeds of a movement.
Donnie One-Term’s VP shortlist allegedly contains Kari Lake; sounds like they’ve got binders full of psychopaths down at Mar-a-Lago. The “stud muffin” thing alone should be disqualifying…that attack ad practically throws up on itself.
There’s also buzz around Sarah Slanders, who just signed a bill rolling back child labor protections. Yeah, that’s something else Republicans do now. Soon as we get rid of these child labor laws, America’ll be all kindsa great again, you’ll see. 31 flavors of great again. Make America a Dickens Novel.
Meanwhile, West Virginia Republicans blocked a child marriage ban, because there’s actually some fairly wacky fine print in those family values they’re always going on about.
Hey, if you love chocolate, but hate trans people, Ben Shapiro has a candy bar to sell you. You can behave that way, if you want. You can indulge your bigotry by overpaying for junk food. Be sure to post about it on social media, everyone will be really impressed that you hate trans people with such fiscally irresponsible zeal.
Another super cool dude is Elon Musk, who might not need bodyguards to follow him into the bathroom if he didn’t spend his time mocking disabled employees while his $44 billion toy breaks. You know that gag where you can caption any New Yorker cartoon with “Christ, what an asshole?” Elon Musk stories are like that.
Putin’s butchers have apparently been reduced to fighting with shovels, because I guess that’s what’s left once you run out of convicts. Pretty standard superpower shit.
Good news everyone, according to the Hill, “James Taylor casts doubt on Trump’s 2024 chances,” and I’m open to considering the possibility that I might consume a little too much political news content. Still, somebody has to step into the void left by the Iowa Straw Poll…why not JT?
Anyway, dear readers, know that I am your retribution, provided you’re angry at the beer in my fridge, which will shortly pass through my bladder, en route to an even darker fate. Stay safe out there, and sane, if you’re able.
Welcome back in fine form Mr. Cap
“Practically throws up on itself”: priceless! Thanks for the usual superb read.
Thank you, thank you Cap.
I can’t wait for the DKOS version to post. Extra fine sauce, Cap. I suggest some Jays potato chips with all that beer. Extra. Fine. Tonight.
AWESOME IMAGERY SC!!
“ Caravaggio of Cactoideae “ 😂 I Love it! You have such a way with words, humor and snark CAP!!! Keep it flowing dude 🌵
Mr. Cap Shower,
I been wonderin if the payment of beer for a blog counts; will u be asking REICHSKOMMISSAR FLORIDAMAN for further clarification , or u just gonna register anyway and send them the weekly details to avoid the daily $25 surcharge? Maybe Matty Getz wet can help with a new Venmo account.
OK, what I want to know is this – when did those people who hang around on street corners, wearing tinfoil hats and ranting about lizard people – when did those guys start running for office … and getting elected? It’s truly, deeply disturbing. I am so grateful to have you and your dynamite blog to keep me from feeling like maybe I’m the one who should be confined to the funny farm. Thanks for your wonderful humor and writing skill. You rock, every blog, every time.
Ah, Cap. You’ve helped me stay sane many times over the years.
And now again. I’ve been feeling a bit hopeless today, reading about all the things the fascists have been doing & planning. And you buoyed my spirits tonight. 🙂
Enjoy your beer! You deserve it!
I somehow missed the queen of little dick energy calling Skin Tag Bannon a stud muffin so thanks for enlightening me. Just when l think things can’t possibly get any crazier… You’d think l would have quit thinking that long ago. Thanks again for the laughs amidst the carnage: l look forward to this each and every weekend. –Cynthia
Long time Cap follower. First time I’ve scrolled down this far to discover a comment section. I plan to make good use of it. Cap is the news aggregator of my dreams. Hubba hubba.
The “Carravaggio of Cactoideae”….using an art reference to devastate…truly hilarious. And that grocery check out line, it’s lined with tabloids screaming that “Any day now, Trump MAY be indicted.” I got a bit queasy just imagining it. You are the tonic we need Cap. Laughter really helps.
As addicted as I am to the Wild and Crazy, Cap, you always find stories I missed, like the Cactus Sculpture Lady, who take the news into a Twilight Zone whose dimensions continue to mock my feeble imagination. Please continue to be our guide, if not Stud Muffin, we need company out here!
Anyway, dear readers, know that I am your retribution! Yes yes your are
Little Kari and Steve—ewwww. Gonna be hard for Ms. Lake to go back to the commercial TV airwaves. And who gives Gingrich license to call anybody nuts?—–bwaaahhhhaaaaaaaaaa. Cap; Glad you are back.
Godzilla of a column brother. You’re not only back, but the retribution is incredible.
Thanks, Cap. You described my current mind set perfectly in the first paragraph. I feel better knowing that I’m not the only one in that checkout line. Really great work this week. It’s hard for me to actually laugh at the written word, I usually just smile and enjoy the joke quietly, but you had me laughing almost the whole way down the blog today. Yeah, really great work. Thank you for your efforts
“Patriotic stud muffin” is the actual quote. It’s a complicated relationship if you haven’t seen “Sunset Boulevard.” He feeds her delusions like Max writing the fan letters Norma needs. (“Madame is the greatest governor of them all.”) Billy Wilder predicted this seventy years ago. And yes, Randy McNally’s parents chose that name to amuse us now.
Do I hear an allusion to Charley Pierce in that last sentence? Lovely.
While in your illustrious publishing career you have penned so many, many brilliant paragraphs, the Kari Lake/SteveBannon/stud muffin mental image is the most evil, the most invasive mindworm ever conceived. Congratulations, or fuck you for doing that to your most loyal fans.
OMG, I almost hurt myself laughing at the “stud muffin”. Now I have to take deep breaths and calm down.
we know this phrase from the Lillie Tomlin skit 40 years ago on SNL. yes, I know.
“…how many quarters McCarthy has shoved up his nose since becoming Speaker…”
Oh, its way worse than that: “I’ll never desert that woman.” McCarthy is undoubtedly fucking Margie 3 names.
Perhaps Kari misspoke…she may have meant stud meadow muffin. We also called them horse apples back on the farm…aka equine fecal deposits… Much better description of how Stevie boy looks and probably smells…
I find it difficult to believe you don’t know how to write about Mikey No-Knowles and his call to eradicate transgenderism, which was an abhorrently blatant dog-whistle to the rest of the fascists in his audience.
Sadly, the unapologetic, slavering, mindless hatred of all things ‘gay’ is yet another step in the fascist playbook, sadly reminiscent of 1930s Germany and those poor, misunderstood Nazis who only wanted to have their own government, kill anyone they didn’t like and grind the face of Humanity under their steel-shod boot-heels for all eternity. . .
The creation of an ‘other’, a hated, reviled, soul- and morality-crushing EVIL that must be destroyed by all living, righteous beings, is an absolute necessity in a Fascist regime, and the ‘gays’ are the current patsies of our new, improved, faux-Christian Fascist Empire. To be added to as necessary, of course–non-‘christian’ ‘heretics’, all Democrats and the hated, evil, corrupted poor will take the place of all those wicked ‘gays’ once all of the exposed ‘gays’ have been burned at the stake in the public executions held every weekend, and the occasional weekdays as well.
No, of course they won’t use gas chambers, silly, or grind them up and make them into Soylent Patties, that would be too easy on the EVIL they represent. No, good, old-fashioned autos-da-fe is the ticket, both a preview of what will happen if the down-trodden dare to protest their reduced states and a perfect introduction to the cannibalism they’ll need to encourage when their environmental practices eradicate most of the other life on Earth. . .
Being of unsound mind gives me an advantage, Cap, in that I both understand what they’re doing and what they intend to do. Gas chambers and mass starvation in remote, isolated camps was for when the rulers of that country didn’t want the average citizen to know, without a single doubt, what their rulers were actually like. The blighted individuals who intend to crush our Democracy, and the rest of the world, aren’t worried about the average citizens knowing what they’re actually doing, the cruelty is the point with the new, ‘improved’ breed of Fascist.
They will kill, as publicly and horrifically as they can, every single individual who complains, protests, rebels, or even cries when they’re supposed to be laughing and clapping.
Yes, yes, I know, very few of you reading this truly understand the bottomless depths of hatred, malice and sheer blood-thirstiness people like Marjorie Taylor-Greene have festering in what, in a normal individual, would be considered their ‘heart’. MTG’s is a twisted, blackened little lump that only wants to make as many people suffer the agonies of the damned as she possibly can. Like her ‘friends’ and ‘associates’ running our government, they all want the ability to make poor people, people of color, and people who embrace alternative lifestyles die as grotesquely as the ‘rulers’ can possibly devise.
Which is why they oppose laws against human trafficking, rules alleviating hunger for children, adequate medical care for the poor, actual criminal databases and laws restricting access to assault weapons. Since they can’t burn us at the stake, yet, they make do with mass shootings, people dying in the cold or the heat, starvation, and the poor deluded souls they con into hating people just like them except for their color, or their diet, or their place of worship, or their sexual preferences. . .
I don’t believe you don’t know how to write about this, Cap, but underneath your cool, luchador mask-wearing persona, you’re actually a good person, a decent person, someone who feels the humanity of others, and holds the inhumane monsters masquerading as people up to justified derision. While you know the world is a dark and dangerous place, I don’t believe you understand the evil that bubbles in some peoples’ souls, behind those bright eyes and warm, welcoming, lying smiles.
Very few of you understand what’s coming if the wealthy and their puppets get their way in America. It won’t be pretty, won’t be pleasant, and for many of us it won’t be survivable.
That the world will die from their mismanagement, and most of the monsters will, too, is cold comfort to me and probably to the billions who will die in the struggles to control what’s left of the resources they need.
You all tell yourselves everything will be fine, it won’t happen the way I described, the way they’ve already TOLD ALL OF YOU what they intend to do when they take complete control.
Keep telling yourselves ‘someone’ will stop them.
It will hurt when they light the pile of wood around your feet. Breathe in the flames, you’ll suffer less.
See you on the other side. . .
Really stupid move, Joe.
Gave the go-ahead on the Willow Abomination in Alaska, drilling for fucking oil to push us into total climate chaos.
The CO2 emissions will be equivalent to 70 coal plants, and the permafrost will be artificially refrozen in order to drill and destroy the planet further.
So as usual, short term profits completely screw our long term survival. Brilliant.
Politically, he probably just handed 2024 to the Republicans by pissing off a big number of Democrats.
Glad we don’t have grandchildren who will suffer for our stupidity as a society.
We are past many climate tipping points and this decision accelerates our demise.
Hang on, everyone. Hope may spring eternal, but if we just keep nut-punching it, what’s the point?