First post since the day before the start of T-Rump’s Iranian adventure.
An image:
My longtime blog favorite of all the T-Rump mugs. However, one must remember the word ‘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.
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.
Another image:
Creepy, vile, and dangerous: originally found here.
Just look at the impenitent subject: the deep furrow between his eyebrows and the one that contours his cheek seem to want to connect and form a kind of scar in shadow. One thing that the picture makes plain—not for the first time, but in a definitive way that won’t soon be forgotten—is how many of Trump’s cues are cribbed directly and consciously from the cinematic literature of romanticized criminals. Trump’s the kind of guy who thinks Scorsese movies are straightforward celebrations of tough guys on the come-up; here’s how you make it in America if you’ve got enough guff and a high tolerance for trouble. He seems to have styled himself, for a long time now, after the “goodfellas,” let some of their leering rhythms slip into his facial bearing and his speech. (His actual ties to the Mob, which he has denied, in its palsying days in eighties and nineties New York and New Jersey have been a rich field of speculation, but that’s a topic for another day.) This mug shot’s been a long time coming—it is, perhaps, the point toward which the entire asymptote of Trump’s life has bowed. He might be angry in the mug shot; he may well be scared. But he damn sure doesn’t look surprised. Nobody is.
And another:
‘President Trump,’ by Jonathan Bass, and found here.
Hilary Shae, a licensed speech and language pathologist, noted:
“When people have dementia, and they have sundowning behavior, what happens is they get lots of this confusion, this agitation, their whole time clock is messed up because of their suprachiasmatic nucleus being deteriorated and their circadian rhythm is just not aware of what’s going on.”
[…]
“Their brain no longer has the cognitive and physical and emotional energy to function, and it just shuts itself down … His brain could not keep him awake even in one of the most stimulating environments that we could possibly put him in.”
An image cracked:
"I'm a big supporter of Trump, but…."
— @GottaLaff (@gottalaff.bsky.social) 2026-06-19T15:48:19.061Z
Ugly horror, or worse:
This is known.
— Ron Filipkowski (@ronfilipkowski.bsky.social) 2026-06-19T15:29:33.150Z
Lightning closes this shit out, crashing into another lying image:
Not-so-faded images, yet once again here we are …
‘Quarry Bibémus‘ by Paul Cézanne, and found here.