Tuesday, January 23, 2024

The Walled Off Hysteria

 


Woke up muttering "Walled Off Hysteria" to myself-- a not so clever wordplay, I'll admit. I don't recall the context of the dream, but I did like how the phrase illustrated the utter foolishness and hypocrisy of ex Precedent Twatwaffle.

He is a sad sack of diseased camel haggis who is one click on the Doomsday Clock away from ascending to power. Again. 

This, despite his monstrous mendacity.

Think about it, when asked why he didn't build The Wall, you know the one that was the keystone of his 2016 campaign, he will, without flinching, say, "We did build The Wall, more than 500 miles of big beautiful Wall." 

Mind you this is the same Wall that was going to solve our illegal immigration problem.

"It's a big beautiful Wall. That I built. Cause nobody knows more about building than me."

And yet, in one heaving, heavy, sweaty breath later, he has no problem proclaiming that President Biden and the radical fascist communist Democrats have an open border and billions of immigrant (vermin, in his words) are coming in to our country.

How can that be?

How do you have a Wall and an open border? At the same time? He's like an Escher painting without any of the charm, or art, or whimsy. Just a fork-tongued douchebiscuit who speaks from both sides of his anus-like mouth.

It's not just The Wall. 

Without any hint of irony, he will proudly posit that thanks to him, Roe v. Wade was reversed. But when anti-choice Republicans lost in federal, state and local elections, he flipped and said the GOP is all wrong on the issue of reproductive rights. 

If I may pinch a line from an old Geico commercial: That's not the way it works. That's not the way any of this works.

I don't know if you'll remember, but in the midst of the Coronavirus debacle, the DJI hit 30,000. And in a desperate clutching onto any good news moment, Captain Ouchie Foot called for an impromptu press conference, at the White House, not at the Four Seasons Total Landscaping Headquarters. There, in a two minute head scratcher, he declared it a historic landmark that the Dow had hit some kind of "sacred number."

Last week, the BLS (Bureau of Labor Statistics) released some incredible numbers. Job creation was up. wages were up. Manufacturing was up. Gas prices were steady (despite Houthi turmoil on the Arabian Peninsula) Inflation was down. And the Dow Jones Industrial hit an all time high, inching towards 40,000.

But, if we're to believe this septagenarian flim flammer, Bidenomics is a disaster for this country.

I've already overstayed my welcome with my 9 loyal readers and only covered three instances where this ignorant pussbucket of a man has twisted truth and logic until it is simply unrecognizable. There are more. 

It is January 20, 2023 as I write this. One year from now we may be on the precipice of many, many more.

Dear Oncologus, God of Untreatable Terminal Cancers, help us. Help us now.


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