Well, I confess I’m at something of a loss here.
I’d trot out the “If Hillary/Obama disclosed classified information to the Russians. …” trope, but why bother?
I’m starting to think that if King Donald the Short-fingered were to be videotaped having sex with a Russian wolfhound atop an American flag, in the Rose Garden, at high noon on Memorial Day, Lyin’ Ryan and The Turtle would shrug their shoulders, mumble, “It’s just the president, screwing the pooch again,” and get back to the business of stripping the Republic for salable parts. Never you mind that the dog is on top.
Maybe when Cheeto Benito is headed home after his first big international trip we can turn out the lights, pretend we’re not home.
Tags: Cheeto Benito, Lyin' Ryan, The Turtle
May 16, 2017 at 9:27 am |
It’s hard for me to cobble a response because frankly, it’s difficult to come up with the words. Day after day, just feels like a punch to the gut.
May 16, 2017 at 9:33 am |
I hear ya. On the one hand, I kinda wish I was still working for a newspaper. I was in the newsroom of the Colorado Springs Sun, my first real gig, when Nixon went down, and it was something to be involved even peripherally in the events of the day. Back then, teletype bells rung, people hollered at each other, and front-page makeup was your basic recurring nightmare.
I’m a lot older and less resilient now. I’m not sure I could keep getting up off the canvas and swinging. Shit, it’s tough enough shouting abuse from the cheap seats.
May 16, 2017 at 10:05 am |
I’m telling you Patrick, it will take days to get that picture out of my mind. But, I like it! I’m writing to Peter Sagal to tell him you belong at the panelist’s table, right next to Paula Poundstone.
Comrade Cheetolino is an unlimited cornucopia of comedic material. His administration the proverbial slow motion train wreck. Like Sharon, I want it to end, fast. But, I think this is the classic death by a thousand cuts. Das Gropenfuhrer just doesn’t get it. The whole executive branch is a leaky bucket because they all hate the guy except his inner circle who have pledged their loyalty. What the fuck is up wid dat? And, how do they know he isn’t recording every conversation? Pudgy McTrumpcake better lay off the ice cream, because the next leak will probably be a naked pic raiding the fridge in the White House kitchen.
All above Trump nicknames came from bullshit.ist, compiled by Allan Ishac.
May 16, 2017 at 11:56 am |
That’s my specialty, Pat: the image burned into the brain. It’s the visual equivalent of an earworm, like The Carpenters song Herself was singing the other day to torment me.
May 16, 2017 at 12:37 pm |
How about a trump cartoon? They have to be hot right now.
Herself probably needs some help in the torment department.
May 16, 2017 at 10:10 am |
Comrade Trump
Dictator-in-Charge (DIC)
May 16, 2017 at 10:16 am |
Brave new world, 1984, Twilight Zone, science fiction, Richard Nixon and we are still not prepared for what reality today throws at us! Fantasy no longer exists being replaced by reality! Where am I?
May 16, 2017 at 10:28 am |
JFC….Herr Gropenfuhrer is turning into even more of a disaster than I assumed, and I am a natural pessimist. When with the Senate and House GOP idiots grow a pair and start thinking about the I word.
May 16, 2017 at 11:24 am |
Also interesting (or maybe not) is the virtual disappearance of both Nunes and Chaffetz. After both of them got played like a cheap piano, there’s got to be others in the House who are deathly afraid of crossing this clown and will not, under any circumstances, stand up to him. I’m afraid we’ve got this man for the next 3.5 years.
And Herr Gropenfuhrer is now, by far, my favorite. Thank you Pat.
May 16, 2017 at 11:48 am |
One of the rumors swirling around is that faced with an actual scandal to investigate that doesn’t have the Hilldebeast attached to it, Chaffetz will bail early to take a gig with Fox News, where he can do what he does best — talk out of his ass.
As for Nunes, McClatchy has been asking the same question you did: Where the hell’d he go? Fund-raising, looks like.
May 16, 2017 at 11:39 am |
Adolph Trump will indeed go down on the canvas for the ten count and perhaps sooner than I expected. He will simply be unable to take the criticism and decide he doesn’t wish to be King anymore. But I was hoping before he leaves that he would inflict pain upon his voters (yes he did actually have a lot of them and many remain curiously steadfast in their support) so they eventually have to admit they are/were foolish. Trouble is the tearing down of protective government (like the EPA) hurts me more than it does the Trump supporters since I spend more time actually out IN the environment than they do glued to Fox News inside on their TV’s. The mid-term elections cannot come quick enough for us here in Michigan as we were once dependably a blue state that went red in 2016. Let’s see if we can pull our heads from our asses and get things headed towards center.
May 16, 2017 at 1:23 pm |
I doubt the dolts who voted for Drumpf will EVER admit any regret, Instead it’ll be “who voted for that guy?” as they whistle into the wind. That’s why I can’t feel sorry for them or offer any sort of forgiveness. Anyone who paid attention could see this guy was a disaster, they just chose to look the other way because after “taking orders” from a black guy for 8 years, there was no way they were going to then let a woman tell ’em what to do.
Now the greasy orange turd is tanking the dollar-euro exchange rate! The prick already scared off most of our clients with his talk of European terrorism, now he’s gonna wipe out any profits we make on the few brave enough to take the same risks as being hit by lightning to join us in Italy. Thanks Donnie! And to think I could have changed history back at the Tour de Trump…if only I’d known!!!
May 16, 2017 at 6:18 pm |
I like John Cleese’s comments https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UueGetlwpw
May 16, 2017 at 11:03 pm |
Brainless, Spineless and Soulless if only it were a 3 stooges routine from 1937 and not our current Kleptocracy
May 17, 2017 at 6:17 am |
PO’G, this is a classic, worthy of the Pull It, Sir prize.