Cops Behaving Badly: Reality check on Aisle 1!

I love how this city council member is all like “Thank you for your service…thank you for your service…thank you for your service…BUT NOT YOU, RACIST COP WHO WRONGFULLY ARRESTED ME!”

If that’s not sweet karma, I don’t know what that is.

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Donnie’s drug use, confirmed

I don’t know how I missed this video, which came out three days ago, but here is David Pakman, with a “secret” that’s literally been under our noses (and Donnie’s) all this time:

Yeah, that open drawer behind him in the tacky taco-bowl Cinco de Mayo photo is a dead giveaway. And it’s been on the internet all this time, and nobody’s remarked on it until now? Holy cow.

I know from experience that Sudafed is dangerous stuff. It is, indeed, very much an “upper”, and that’s why I quit taking it (for its intended usage, legit sinus problems) many years ago. It had an effect that was first agreeable, and then scary: It numbed me out, but kept me alert, held my chronic sinus infection temporarily at bay, and enabled me to function — as I thought, “normally”. It wasn’t normal, though, for me to be physically present and mentally distant, as I was on the medication. True, my clogged sinuses did dry up a bit while I was on Sudafed, but so did my self-awareness. I was more energetic than usual, but with an oddly hyper feeling to it, like I’d been playing computer games for too many hours (and I did that while I was on it, too — solitaire mahjongg, an addictive game if ever there was one).

One day, as I was lying down trying to take a siesta, I couldn’t sleep. My heart was booming so loudly in my ears that it drowned out my thoughts, and so hard that the cot was shaking under me. It scared me shitless. So did press reports that ephedrine and pseudoephedrine carried high risks of heart disease as side effects.

That’s when I quit the Sudafed and started looking for sinus-clearing alternatives, ones that didn’t involve me inadvertantly drugging myself insensible. I’ve been rinsing out my sinuses with saltwater in a neti pot ever since, and it does the job — cheaply and without the danger of addiction. I haven’t taken ephedrine or pseudoephedrine in over a decade, and I make a point of avoiding anything that contains them because I know I don’t want to go back to being that numbed-out, semi-hyper zombie again.

Does Donnie have a sinus problem, though? I doubt it. His sniffling during the 2016 debate seems…suspicious. He doesn’t say “sorry, I have a cold”, or break out a tissue and blow his nose. He just keeps making that odd nasal-vacuum sound, smacking his chops, and expecting the audience to be as oblivious to it as he is. Who does that sort of thing besides a cokehead?

And now it transpires that he keeps amphetamines by the drawerful at hand. Who does that but a hardcore pillhead? Even when I was most dependent on Sudafed for my gunjy sinuses, I only kept a box or two on hand at a time, and never within easy reach; it was always stored in the medicine cabinet. And I never took them more often or in higher doses than the package directions said. I got the frights while on a normal, legal dose of Sudafed, and that was enough to scare me into quitting it for good.

But there, right in the photo, is that open drawer full of way more Sudafed than a normal user would take, all stockpiled close at hand. It’s not even the variety sold in the US; it’s the UK version. That makes me wonder if he’s having it shipped in from overseas to get around US laws against buying too much of it all in one place (it’s used in the production of crystal meth, among other things). And there are all the reports of Donnie snorting Adderall on the set of his dumb show, and even “cocaine, hand-delivered by bikers” at parties. There are also the slurred speech, the obvious irrationality, the mood swings, the lethargy, the Twitter tirades, the megalomania, the ongoing litany of erratic behavior and scandals that never seems to end and only seems to get worse with every passing day.

Sure smells like drug abuse to me.

PS: More from David P:

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Dear Ellen: Lame excuses are lame.

Yes, I said the L-word. LAME. As in won’t go anywhere, haven’t a leg to stand on, and won’t even crawl, let alone fly. But do go on:

She the addressed the criticism she faced because of being seen laughing with Bush, saying “People were upset.”

“They thought, why is a gay Hollywood liberal sitting next to a conservative Republican president?” DeGeneres asked. ” A lot of people were mad. And they did what people do when they’re mad… they tweet.”

But instead of sharing some of the negative tweets aimed at her, DeGeneres shared one which said “Ellen and George Bush together makes me have faith in America again.”

“Exactly. Here’s the thing. I’m friends with George Bush,” she said. “In fact, I’m friends with a lot of people who don’t share the same beliefs that I have.”

DeGeneres said she believes people have forgotten that we are all different and that that’s OK.

The former vegan used the example of how she doesn’t approve of wearing fur, but is still friends with those who do.

“But just because I don’t agree with someone on everything doesn’t mean that I’m not going to be friends with them,” she said. “When I say, ‘be kind to one another,’ I don’t only mean the people that think the same way that you do. I mean be kind to everyone.”

Well gee, I guess that makes it all better, then!

Except that no, it doesn’t. In fact, it makes it worse. A lot worse. A metric shit-tonne worse.

Leaving aside (for a moment) the fact that this is the same Dubya who even pushed for a constitutional amendment to deny equal rights to LGBT+ people (of whom Ellen and her same-sex spouse, Portia de Rossi, are but two), and even stacked the SCOTUS with right-wing assholes who are now doing their level best to do the same, there’s also the very salient fact that this is an unindicted war criminal we’re talking about here. A man who okayed and institutionalized torture in his wars for oil and gas. And Ellen, sweet sanctimonious Ellen, took the time to say she disapproves of wearing fur, but not of sickeningly inhumane things like this?

I mean, it’s so nice that she can spare so much kindness for rich, untouched Dubya, but never a word for poor souls like that man on the other end of the leash. I’d ask why, but I think I already know the reason.

The reason is that Ellen has forgotten what it was like to be the underclass. You know, the oppressed. Not the oppressor she’s hanging with so proudly there. She’s got everything she wants, and how sweet it is to forget the struggle it took to get there. She’s now on top of her game, so why bother with the petty concerns of the peasants?

Well, maybe because it’s actually nicer to sympathize with the abused than their abusers, for one thing. And because it’s truly kind to speak out against injustice whenever and wherever you can. Nobody ever pissed on Bernie Sanders for continuing to campaign hard for social and global justice, even after he became a millionaire on the back of a book he wrote. (Well, nobody except the dim-witted assholes of the right, but who cares what they think? It’s not as though any of them have been consistently on the good side of history since their college days, like Bernie has.)

But noooo, that thought never occurred to the Queen of Nice. She’d rather tut-tut us all on our lack of “civility”, as though any were owed to the man who lost the popular vote the first time he stole the White House, and who sealed that bad deal in 2004 by appealing to the gay-bashers who would happily have beaten the shit out of her and Portia if they didn’t have the money for the best bodyguards around. (It’s worth noting that even the Big Dick, the insufferably rude Mr. Go Fuck Yourself Cheney, who has a gay daughter, was actually against that proposed constitutional amendment!)

Hey, she’s no longer one of the rabble, so she’s got an easy time of it, minding her manners and ours too just for good measure. Bra-fucking-VA, Ellen.

Of course, it wouldn’t take any overt rudeness to refuse to be seated next to Dubya and Pickles; she could have asked very discreetly for another pair of seats, as far away from them as civility would allow. It’s not as if she couldn’t have slipped some nameless peon a few crisp Benjamins and really made their day. It would have taken all of a minute, wouldn’t have made a dent in her bank account, and the dumb Shrub would never have been the wiser.

Or, if she’d been truly brave, she could have snubbed him right to his face, and it wouldn’t have cost her a dime. She might even have picked up a lot of new fans.

But nope, she just had to make a show of sitting next to the man who turned both Afghanistan and Iraq into heaps of rubble and an ongoing shitshow which has since spread to Syria as well. And when criticized for it by her fellow queerfolk and actual, anti-war liberals, she doubled down on the “isn’t it heartwarming that I was nice to him?” bullshit. Instead of, I dunno, maybe gracefully acknowledging that she fucked up.

I could go on, but whatever else I have to say about that would just be plebeian.

So out of a sense of noblesse oblige, I’ll just end here with what Sam and Co. said:

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The Scheer-Drumpf-Kochtopus connection, exposed.

Looks like Short Pants Andy has some ‘splainin’ to do:

Anybody buy that? I don’t.

Notice, too, that he mentions “volunteers from across the country”, NOT professional operatives from outside of the country? He’s a weaselly one, that one.

Also, notice how he deflects with “what about Trudeau”, not answering the actual question?

Meanwhile, here’s the lowdown on the guy mentioned, the one Short Pants doesn’t want to answer any questions on:

Michael “Mike” Roman is an American political operative.

Roman was Director of Special Projects and Research for President Donald Trump, from January 20, 2017, until April 2018.

In his personal blog, Election Journal, Roman self-describes as a “veteran political consultant and private investigator.” Politico and The New York Times describe Roman as an opposition researcher.

He began his career as a Republican Party activist in Philadelphia, his hometown. Early in his career Roman was a political consultant in his home state of Pennsylvania and in New Jersey. He was director of Election Day operations at the Republican National Committee. He has been employed by the George W. Bush, Rudy Giuliani and Sen. John McCain presidential campaigns. Roman also served as Chief of Staff to former Illinois Congressman Bobby Schilling.

Roman was a senior advisor on the Trump Campaign and headed up the election integrity program.

Prior to joining the Trump presidential campaign, Roman headed up an intelligence gathering operation for Charles and David Koch, industrialists and high-profile GOP donors. The office, now defunct, “conduct(ed) surveillance and intelligence gathering on… liberal opponents” of conservative policies.

Yeah, I can see why he didn’t want to answer the question, as well as why he deflected so much. I can also see why he didn’t want to talk about his dual citizenship — which, be it noted, is NOT a birthright, but something you actually have to apply for.

And don’t even get me started on that other nasty far-right Yankee hack in his campaign, Georganne Burke.

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Music for a Sunday: We all know who you are

Hey everyone, sorry I was incommunicada for so long. Health problems (specifically pertaining to my hands) made longer stretches of typing a painful chore, so I’ve been spending as much time as possible focusing on recovery.

And now that I’m well enough to write this, please enjoy Anti-Flag’s latest “tribute” to our common, fascist enemies:

And watch this space for more updates, coming (again) soon.

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It’s the beginning of the end for Donnie

Yes, folks, Nancy Fucking Pelosi has finally searched her skeleton and found a spine. And that in spite of THIS:

So, that’s the “art of the deal” that Donnie has been bragging about for so many years. It’s all down to bribery. Bribe the authorities to look the other way and let you build your shitty towers; bribe the president of Ukraine to hand over dirt on the guy you think is your main political rival; bribe the most foot-dragging congressional Democrat of all to go on not doing what she didn’t dare do for YEARS. And what she has only NOW found the courage to do. (And when that doesn’t work, threaten her with removal.)

This isn’t about artful negotiations, it’s about ham-fisted quid-pro-quos. And about Donnie panicking as more and more of his impeachable crimes come to light.

And if Donnie thinks that a Repug-dominated Senate is going to save his ass again this time, then he’s not only merely wrong, he’s really quite severely wrong:

Yeah. That also happened. All of the one hundred US senators demanded that he release the whistleblower report. Meaning, there’s no more hiding his ass from ANYONE.

So it’s no wonder he gave a low-energy speech before the UN. Which his kids all dutifully attended in the name of keeping up appearances (and stitching up inheritances), shamefully taking up seats that were supposed to go to persons with disabilities. As though having an idiot father were a handicap. (Well, maybe it is, but it’s not one entitling the bearer to a specially-marked space.)

It’s also no wonder that when he’s not droning in defeat before a captive global audience, he’s blowing snot all over the tweeter, lashing out at everyone who’s trying to salvage the world that he’s so desperate to trash for his own gain. Especially those who are winning accolades for their efforts, while he doesn’t get so much as a measly participation trophy.

And it’s no wonder that everyone from the Venezuelan ambassador to Greta Thunberg is throwing massive amounts of shade at him.

It’s also no wonder that the Q-anon whackjobs and their far-right media enablers have spun themselves into a never-ending tizzy.

You see, they all know what an empty poseur he is. At this point, his opponents are just rolling their eyes and thinking GET THE FUCK ON WITH IT, IMPEACH THE MOTHERFUCKER ALREADY. And his supporters are all like OH SHIT, DEAR LEADER IS FALLING AND HE CAN’T GET UP! QUICK, PAINT THAT GIRL WITH THE BRAIDS AS A NAZI PROPAGANDA PAWN OF OUR PET JEWISH CONSPIRACY!

It’s taken way too long to get this far, but here we are. There’s no going back now. There is only the way forward, and it’s going to be rough.

Not least of all for Donnie, ha ha.

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Music for a Sunday: Just because.

Because I saw Rocketman last night, and because I’d forgotten all about this cute little number:

And because Kiki Dee is also underrated in this day and age, even if Sir Elton isn’t.

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Not a good look, to say the least.

Sorry, Trudizzle, but this is bad. And the Rational National breaks it all down:

Once is a lapse; twice is suspicious; thrice is a pattern. Any which way, this is not a good look.

Especially not when you consider his less than stellar track record on such varied issues as selling arms to the Saudis, the government’s continued shitty attitude towards indigenous people, and the entire Trudeau cabinet’s excessive willingness to kowtow to the horrid man in orangeface who squats in the White House. (And that’s not even touching on his installation of an actual Nazi’s granddaughter, who defends her fascist propagandist grandfather as a mere “patriot”, as his foreign minister!)

If we wonder at all the fascism that’s currently burbling in our own politics, we need to look closer at our long and tangled relationship to those just south of us, whose overtly racist minstrel shows (which were performed up here as well) form the basis of this continued ignorance we’re seeing on gross display right now. And if we wonder why Canada’s relationship with Latin America is deteriorating, and mining-company exploitation there is increasing, we need only look at the attitudes displayed at the top.

It would be nice to assume that our usual throw-the-bums-out election cycle would fix this, but that wouldn’t be the case if the party currently waiting in the wings were to win. In fact, things would get even worse.

Remember, Andrew Fucking Scheer is cut from the same cloth as Stephen Fucking Harper, who tried to implement a “barbaric cultural practices” snitchline that would see people expelled from the country for wearing in earnest what Justin Trudeau wore in ill-advised jest. And actual white supremacists are stumping for him, running his campaign for him, and even campaigning as candidates for him. So don’t be looking to the big blue C for racial decency. They’re even more racist than the Trudeau Liberals, and they’re looking to deepen institutional racism at a governmental level, where it will be that much harder to eradicate in future.

Jagmeet Singh, an actual brown guy whose turban is a custom, not a costume, says it the best in the video. If anything, he’s too kind. I think he may have missed a perfect opportunity to criticize and warn against Scheer and his Conservatives as well, but we can always hope for subsequent, stronger declarations if any of them ever decides to cock their doodle-doo over this embarrassment. He better hop to it, though; his relative quiet over the Greens and their racist raiding attempt in New Brunswick (as well as Elizabeth May’s declarations that she would help prop up the Tories if it came to that) doesn’t bode well.

Institutional racism is nothing new up here; it’s the basis for much of our current model of policing, especially where the RCMP are the main police force (and the local Third World’s kept on reservations you don’t see, as Bruce Cockburn famously sang). Remember, at one point, there was slavery in Canada too, although it wasn’t called Canada then. Indigenous genocide was the order of the day, and few said anything less than supportive about it. Evil was banal. Even when the Underground Railroad was operational here, and the land was becoming a haven for those escaping slavery, racism was still a lingering scourge; Viola Desmond found that out the hard way.

Not so long ago, racism was overt up here, complete with exclusion laws and segregation of public spaces, and the uneasy “calm” was peppered with race-riots and lynchings, such as the infamous Greektown massacre of 1918 or the Nazi riots at Christie Pits. It was quite possible to be of European descent here, and still not be considered “white” by the Anglo-Franco powers-that-were. Racism used to be everywhere, and pointedly obvious, when Canada was young. Now, at best, it’s just lurking behind our famous politeness, glibly glossed over with an “I don’t see color”, or something to that effect. But there are still always those moments when someone decides that blacking his face is just harmless fun, maybe even a tradition, and that it doesn’t do to be too “politically correct” when there’s fun to be had (and it’s not considered nice to question at whose expense it might come).

Worse than those moments, though, is the racism one doesn’t see, the kind that’s built right into our system. And the kind that might get worse, not better, if the other big racist party gets into power up here, and starts putting exclusion laws back on the books in whatever weaselly words they care to use.

If you think Justin Trudizzle’s blackface is not a good look, you’re right. But if you at the same time don’t think Canada is “ready” for a brown Prime Minister who wears a turban, you might want to take a harder look at yourself and see how much of that unreadiness actually lies in you.

And don’t think the biggest racists in our political system won’t use this to their own advantage, for however long it serves them. It was they who leaked the embarrassing video, so we already know they’re planning to make hay off it. Whether it’s you not voting for the party of the brown guy, or you not voting at all. Either way, those racists are rubbing their lily-white hands and smirking at this ugly incident because, at least for now, it makes them look so much better than they are.

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Cops Behaving Badly: When FUX Snooze fux up

“Oh, here’s Gerard”…who probably wishes he hadn’t raised his hand, because now he’s got to stand up in front of the whole room for the most pathetic show-and-tell time ever. And because the cool kids are gonna make fun of him, like they did here:

Also, “copaganda” is my new favorite word.

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Music for a Sunday: Two for mid-month

First, a blast from way back in the past:

Then, a more recent one that’s still a blast:

Hold your heads up and reach for the equinoctial sun.

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