Timely reminder that Rudy Giuliani is a fascist piece of garbage

Never forget:

Contrast Sam Seder’s thoughtful, personal remembrance of 9-11 and its aftermath with Rudy’s trashy conduct during, and his fashy conduct later.

Sam remembers its details without glorification; he remembers being on the other side of the second tower when that plane hit, and seeing the explosion rip out the other side of it. He does not, however, share the tape he made of it. Instead, he goes on to recount the heart-wrenching spectacle, day after day, of bodies being pulled from the rubble, and the piteous appeals for information on missing loved ones that sprang up on walls around the site. People who worked in New York, whether or not at Ground Zero, had to pass by that every day, and had to see the bodies being pulled out every day. The odds that THEY would forget the impact of that terrible day are nil.

Rudy? Oh, where to start?

Okay, how about here: He wouldn’t put the command centre for the first responders in Brooklyn, where his advisors repeatedly urged him to. Instead, he set it up in a spot that was convenient to him…as a spot where he and Bernie Fucking Kerik (remember him?) could go in secret to schtup women who were not their long-suffering wives.

First responders scrounging through the wreckage for bodies? Pffffft. Let ’em eat ashes and die of cancer. No, what was supposed to be a safe space for the only surviving heroes of that time to rest and decompress between shifts became, instead, a no-tell motel for New York’s shittiest.

And now Rudy wants us to believe that this ad for a fashtrash corporation, peddling shitty merch for those who want to advertise their empty “patriotism” at every opportunity, is an ad that the Superbowl deemed too hot to handle at halftime, because HEROES? And he shared that on his tweeter?

Ugh.

Actually, that shitty bootlicking merch company just didn’t want to pay the insanely high Superbowl ad rates. But they’re still cunning enough to capitalize on the right-wing “oooo, librul CENSORSHIP” crowd’s gullibility and possibly go viral that way. And boy howdy, did they manage to hook a live one with ol’ Rudy, who’s showing more and more signs of senility of late. (Not that he ever had good judgment in the first place, if we’re being fully honest.)

Yeah, it’s long past time to write off Rudy. And stop idolizing fascist “leaders” (note the quotes, there for a reason) in general.

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Bye-bye, Bolton!

So long, Rabid Sheepdog…

And please DO let the door hit you where your mama done split you.

It’s hard to say what’s most comical here, but here’s a short list:

– Donnie said “You’re Fired”, just like on his cheesy old game show;
– And Bolton was like “You can’t fire me, I QUIT!”;
– Donnie is, as usual, a big sulky baby who thinks of nothing but his ego;
– Bolton is butthurt that he didn’t get to bomb Iran, Venezuela, North Korea, and God only knows where all else that Donnie (for a wonder) wouldn’t let him;
– Mike Fucking Pompeo was almost grinning about this? Dafuq?;
– and oh yeah, Steve Fucking Mnuchin was smirking today, too. Like his head won’t eventually land up on a pikestaff right beside Mikey’s, and sooner than he thinks.

If you ever wondered what it would look like if the Running of the Bulls went through a china shop, instead of the streets of Pamplona, now you know. When they run out of things to smash, they’ll start goring each other. And that’s when the Running of the Bulls turns into the Running of the Blood.

So, all you right-wingers and other assorted nutjobs who thought it would be a cool idea to let a bunch of complete incompetents run a whole dang country (because elitism, blah blah) — still think they’d do a better job than regular politicians who, whatever their faults, at least went in with a knowledge of due process and laws governing how the governing of the land gets done? Because these guys are ALL complete incompetents. They don’t know how to do things, only how to break things.

And John Fucking Bolton was a legacy from BushCo, to boot. He’s now a failure under two complete bumblefucks, and unbelievably, there are STILL people who think that something of value can come from a bunch of worthless fucking morons like these.

Whoever those people are, I hope I never meet them. Because thanks to them and their idiotic voting habits, the US of Amnesia might just be beyond repair.

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Time to take yer own advice, Milo.

Isn’t this glorious? He just keeps bitching…

…and bitching…

…and bitching…

…and BITCHING.

Unfortunately, none of that is going to make his toy throne come back again.

Hey Milo, have you ever tried not being a fascist bitch? That usually works wonders when one is looking for a real job. Which, I’m guessing, you’ve never had. But now is as good a time as any to start. Haven’t you wondered how the other 99% lives?

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No deepfakes required.

If you haven’t seen this yet, you should:

Yes, this is real. He really said all that. THEY really said all that. And Vic Berger just made the supercut to end all supercuts of it.

If you still think Jordan Fucking Peterson is worth taking seriously, you are a cultist and a freak. The man is a charlatan who basically bamboozled his way to the top of a very dubious heap. His “life-changing advice” is an unholy mixture of misinterpretations of Carl Jung, plus misinterpretations of evolutionary science, plus petulant transphobia, with a side order of repackaged naggings from your mom. If you didn’t take “straighten up and clean up your room” seriously from her, why take it from him? Unless you have a bad case of Daddy Issues, which is just another way of saying you’re suffering from internalized sexism, the best thing to do with Peterson is straighten up, clean up your room, and throw out that book. You know the one. It’s not 12 rules for life, it’s “Fifty Shades” for incels.

And that’s not even including the ToiletPaperUSA grifters he’s latched onto, or who’ve latched onto him. And the televangelists who bear a remarkable resemblance to him in word and deed. They all get to eat their own french-fried words in here, too. And you can bet they and their little fans are plenty salty about it.

And if you haven’t subscribed to Vic Berger’s channel yet, what is wrong with you?

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Music for a Sunday: I want those who get to know me…

…to become admirers or my enemies:

Nobody’s perfect, so leave me if you object.

Whoa-whoa.

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NEWSFLASH: SharpieGate isn’t the first time Donnie lied.

It’s just the latest among several:

In case this fake news about Hurricane Dorian is the first time you noticed that Donnie Drumpf is a terrible liar and a falsifier of news (while brazenly yelling “Fake news!” at a real, accurate report of his own shitty shenanigans), then you really need to watch this video.

And when you’re done, open your window and yell “THIS IS NOT FUCKING NORMAL!!!”

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You guys, I’m torn.

I don’t know whether I want to pull a MST3K and heckle-watch this latest, christofascist Kevin Sorbo opus (undoubtedly he considers it his magnum) or not:

It looks utterly execrable…and therefore, inadvertently hilarious. Just Kevvy’s dumbfuck expression — oh wait, that’s his NORMAL expression, isn’t it?

Yeah. It totally is. The man was born looking like a perpetually bewildered shitweasel. I don’t even know if his face can form any other expressions, because I’ve never seen it in any.

If I do go to see this on a big screen, I hope I get to take Michael Brooks there as my date. His “Ow!”s would have me cackling all the way through.

But wait! There’s more:

Yeah. All those rave reviews come from the makers of this piece of shit. The call is coming from inside the house!

Now I really want to see this clusterfuckfest-named-after-a-K-car. I might wait till it goes to DVD, though…I’ll probably find it in the bargain bin at my local drugstore before this year is out.

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Compare and Contrast: Boris vs. Bernie

A couple of vignettes here, courtesy of The Rational National, to show you just what differing styles Boris Johnson and Bernie Sanders have:

When a police cadet shows signs of distress behind him, Boris just keeps rambling on about his chief rival, Jeremy Corbyn, and doesn’t stop until she drops down out of view (possibly to vomit, to put her head between her knees, or just to be closer to the ground in case she collapses). It’s a small moment, maybe, but it tells you a great deal about his priorities (ego first, foremost, and forever) and his capacity for empathy (very small, if at all). He has taken an event and made it all about him, even when those whom it’s really all about are showing the ill effects of a hot day.

Bernie, on the other hand, hears a person off camera falling with an audible bang, exclaims “Oh my god!”, and rushes over to help. He doesn’t keep yattering on. He wants to make sure that whoever just fainted gets some assistance. It’s pretty much guaranteed that the show won’t go on until the paramedics take over.

Like said, it’s a small moment. But if anything ever encapsulated the differences between the right-wing psyche and that of the left, it’s how they react when someone else is in distress. It’s not inconsequential. It will tell you all you need to know about how they govern, and who among them is actually worth trusting.

Or, in the case of Boris the Blathering Haystack, who’s not.

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Boris and Donnie’s no-good, very-bad day

First, Boris’s big ignominy:

Wow, that was…RAUCOUS.

And how about that Jeremy Corbyn? If he’s not the next elected PM of Britain, I’ll eat my jolly old bowler hat. (Okay, maybe not a bowler, because I don’t own one. But I’ll definitely eat one of my berets!)

Now, heeeeeere’s Donnie’s:

The latter has already spawned a metric crap-tonne of memes. Which, unfortunately, WON’T touch Donnie very deeply, because the US doesn’t have a parliamentary system of government, and therefore, no Question Period. Otherwise, he’d be grilled to death on his stupid-ass panic-mongering crapaganda.

And the whole world, I’m sure, would be there for it.

PS: Oh dear.

Boris Johnson’s brother has dramatically quit the government – and parliament – in an apparent protest at his leadership.

Jo Johnson, a higher education minister, said it was impossible to reconcile “family loyalty and the national interest”, adding: “It’s an unresolvable tension & time for others to take on my roles as MP & minister #overandout “

It is only six weeks since the younger Johnson faced fierce criticism for returning to serve his brother – despite resigning for the first time late last year, to campaign for a Final Say referendum on Brexit.

It leaves the prime minister with the painful task of trying to explain why even his own sibling has lost faith in his handling of the Brexit crisis, as the criticism of Tory MPs grows.

Christmas dinner this year at the Johnsons’ should be especially interesting. That is, if anyone’s going at all.

PPS: Quite possibly the best Sharpiegate meme yet:

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Music for a Sunday: Down like you

Don’t mind if I cry out a tear or two:

It all hangs on a peace of mind.

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