What a great week to be offworld, hey?
I mean, sure, the Artemis II’s toilet keeps crapping out (har de har har). And then there’s that whole “hitching a ride home on the moon’s gravity” thing, which sounds kinda crucial, because nobody wants to ask the Vogons for a lift, what with the bad poetry and all.
But at least the astronauts don’t have to have one of those tiresome “the president would like a word” wankfests with War Piggy, a.k.a. Addled Shitler, because he’s too busy trying to see to it that they don’t have a world to return to.
Sigh. Have you noticed how we keep launching all the wrong people into space? I can think of one eejit — plus another 18 in the presidential line of succession — who would make an excellent audience for a Vogon poetry reading somewhere on the other side of the galaxy.
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Every one of those 18, plus a few supremes and the entire cabinet, need to be sent into deep space where the alien chestbuster emerges from trump.
In the wake of the triumphant return and homecoming of the brave four, their biggest fear must be what is to come… having Dementia Prime invite them all to the Golden House of Horrors to be “honored” by His presence. I wish them luck and I do not envy them. Truly a Dark Side of the Moon moment days from now.
Also, how long before Cape Canaveral becomes Cape Trump?
Well … probably only the mission commander (a Maryland boy, like Your Humble Narrator) will get the invite, because one crew member is Black, another is Canadian, and the third isn’t a heavily reconstructed bimbo.
But yeah, still, sucks to be him.
I know it’s futile, unless enough voters do it, but I sent a message to my Senator, Mark Kelly. I asked that a majority, at least 67%, of the Congress tell dumpster to resign or be impeached. If the Senate got buried in those messages, we wouldn’t have to wait to the midterm election to get rid of this tool. Putin’s tool.
Release all the Epstein files.
Frustrating as hell, innit? I don’t know who disgusts me more — the oinking swine committing the crimes, the people who voted for them, or the ones who stayed home on Election Day.
I understand why people abandon the political process. But it’s the only game in town, and if you don’t play, you can’t win.
• Addendum: I just fired off a message to NM Sen. Ben Ray Luján, urging him to do what he could to snap a leash on this orange mutt. Didn’t bother cc’ing Heinrich since he’s so palsy-walsy with Markwayne Billyjoe Jimmybob Knucklefucker. The life, it is too short.