Sunday, July 17, 2016

Donald Trump Talks to a Chair in Cleveland

Well, actually, Donald Trump is going to talk to a whole lot of chairs in Cleveland, empty ones.

That talking to a chair stunt is the most dumb ass of all Republican political stunts we have ever seen and Clint Eastwood threw away a brilliant forty-year career in film making to create something which was nothing more than a stinky wet dog in your living room.  He followed that with an asslicking piece of state-serving, jingoistic crap, "American Sniper," and his name has been a standing joke to everyone except neo-Fascists ever since.

Prior to that, the only movies ever made which were supportive of war were made by the NAZI Party and whatever unremarkable asshole shot "Green Berets" for the Vietnam Era.  Even that turgid piece of crap, "Heartbreak Ridge," wasn't as bad as those ones but it was definitely entering that realm.


Donald Trump has easily topped Clint Eastwood as a Fascist fanboy but he doesn't have an edge beyond the worst toupee in all human history except for when Peruvian monks wore skinned badgers to preserve their masculine vanity.  Clint Eastwood can at least play jazz piano and he often says, "See, I coulda had class.  I coulda been a contenda."

Sit down, Skinny Boy ... Marlon Brando you ain't.

"The horror, the horror ..."

Did you ever notice how desk job war monkeys love to quote Robert Duvall from "Apocalypse Now" as they announce to anyone who will listen, I watched one of the best movies of all time and I completely missed the fucking point.

"God, I love the smell of napalm in the morning!"

Yah, sure, desk job war monkey.  The only place your ass ever smelled anything like napalm was at a Chevron station while you filled the tank on your car.


Conservatives thought the talking to a chair act was brilliant but it's rare finding one with more intelligence than a car bumper and, fuck it, you have talked to them; that one doesn't even need documentation.

"America needs to remember the South will rise again and, by the way, do you want to know how to catch catfish?"

Oh, sure, they will be ready for the Debate Team any day now.

Note:  I didn't believe it and someone sent me a video of a Southern boy using his penis to catch a catfish.  That such creatures usually eat river worms doesn't say a whole lot for down South genital prowess but if you're using your penis to catch catfish then you probably don't much concern yourself with that.

Oh, you didn't believe me??


(Ed:  he isn't a cracker!)

Nope, he sure isn't ... but he will still be in Cleveland.


Right now we have even odds on whether the GOP will cap Trump.  As you recall, JFK wouldn't go along with Pentagon war plans for Vietnam so they had him shot and installed their stooge, LBJ, instead.  That got them their war but cost them Civil Rights.  They knew they would lose on Civil Rights anyway and also knew they would ignore any law of that nature too.  As you have seen, they did ignore it.

Note:  that's JFK Conspiracy Theory 249-b in your Handbook.

So we're figuring about 50/50 for a kill shot at the GOP Convention and, should it happen, more than likely it will be the GOP pulling the trigger.  The Trumpies are so terrified of it they have banned guns inside the convention and that alone should show you their heartfelt belief in gunner's rights ... so long as they're not the ones getting shot.

(Ed:  Dennis Hopper defeated that security in multiple movies)

Yah, they're screwed and the comedy part is they brought it on themselves.


We're going to kick back to enjoy the politics as if Monty Python had written the script and hearing them trying to claim the parrot isn't dead should be just bloody marvelous.  There's the potential for the most rapacious false flag ever.

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