Yuck! Yet Reality Of The T-Rump

April 2, 2024

Although coasting down to the end of another clear-sky/bright sunshine Tuesday in California’s Central Valley, the actual living diagram for nowadays is mud-flat shitty mainly due to the incessant, endless chatter about one of the most horrible of people alive (or maybe even dead), the T-Rump — seeing that orange-turd-mask face and hearing that smacking, ignorant-smirking sound of a voice is enough to sicken the heart, mind and soul.
Yet because of the situation with a huge chunk of Americans’ mental facilities, he’s on a full-press tour to ruin everything and near-about completely destroy this country.

Enough today as the T-Rump on the trail:

And continues:

In scrolling through the news sites today I encountered a lot about the T-Rump and a lot of shit about how shitty he is and all, and enough news stories to make a maggot spew. Beyond normal. In the context of the current era, though, it can’t be helped — due to the longtime moral rotting of the Republican party, the nasty, cruel horror of the T-Rump was easily disgested and then made part of the GOP agenda (or maybe it’s whole operation)) in doing everything loud and dangerous without an ounce of actual governing.
Plug in the violence and disregard for any kind of truth, we’re in the muzzle of shit.

During my InterWeb clickers, I did come across a couple of noteworthy notes on the terrible, shitty-shit horror of the T-Rump — first, a most-excellent expression of the T-Rump horror-gag syndrome via Charles P. Pierce at Esquire this morning — a lede conclusion:

On Tuesday, we on the Griftopalooza beat were dished up a massive portion of poisoned stew. Whatever shall we comment upon? The fact that a former president* ran one of the most obvious pump-and-dump stock schemes in the history of capitalism? (Trump? Pump? Dump? Harumph.) The fact that a former president* forced a judge to modify a gag order to keep that former president* from threatening the judge and the judge’s daughter? The fact that a former president* finally found a sucker to help post his modified $175 million bond, and that the sucker in question rose to fame as the “king of subprime auto loans” and is named Mr. Hankey into the bargain? Wherever should a wandering blog land?

And secondly, another spot-on Trump profile shit with curious nuances came from Steve M this afternoon — focus:

Trump is an ignorant, incurious mental lightweight whose intellectual interests extend no further than golf, gossip, and probably porn. He knows nothing about history, geopolitics, or governance. He cares about nothing except his own ego and his own resentments. And yet…

He has the wiles — the low cunning — necessary to understand this situation and how he can take advantage of it. He knows that the system is afraid of him and his voter base. He recognizes that the system proceeds slowly and cautiously. He’s noticed that the system doesn’t like to jail old white guys in expensive suits even when they clearly deserve it, and demonstrates this reluctance even when they’re not backed by a nationwide army of rage addicts with AR-15s.

So he knows he can get away with this, and he knows that this will make his base willing to crawl over ground glass to vote for him in November, while not alienating right-centrist Republican voters who resist joining the MAGA army. He’s also learned messaging lessons from the main tribal drum of the right-wing media, Fox News, which was created by Roger Ailes and Rupert Murdoch — two men who, like him, were successful but deeply resentful of the swells they didn’t believe showed them sufficient respect, and who built the channel on a foundation of their own resentments. He understands that if you whine and bitch about how you’re perscuted by liberals, Republican voters will fall on their knees before you … especially if you often seem to beat the hated libs at their own game, or even temporarily defy them, because that’s the dream right-wing voters want to experience vicariously every day of their lives.

And because they live their lives in madness and hate of all things not like them, it makes it harder to get through a day without being up to your eyeballs with the Orange Turd of an asshole.

Yuck it all into flames:

Spew or blow chunks, either one, yet here we are once again…

Image out front is my favorite of the T-Rump mugs, though, ‘favorite‘ does not mean in any form or fashion, as in, ‘my favorite movie,’ or ‘my favorite song.’ It’s more of an anti-appreciation/like.

And aptly titled, ‘Basic Shapes,‘ by caricaturist/illustrator Chong Jit Leong (and found here), it’s an image that displays the elemental form of a purloined sociopath — a bloated profile of flatulent bile and arrogant ignorance


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