Time to pucker up, Witless. You favorite mass murderer Vlad is here (hey Vlad, drop your pants–Trump’s boys came all this way to Moscow to show their appreciation).
This is an absolutely sickening scene. A disgrace. An unfathomable embarrassment. Yet, it really happened.
No. Not “fake news.” Not remarks “taken out of context.”
It’s real. Watch the first minute of this nauseating spectacle:
This is a damning display of gushing appreciation and fawning servitude Is there any question who is the real *power* in this room? Buttering up a bloody dictator who invaded a sovereign nation, created immeasurable human suffering on all sides, and who continues to fire-bomb civilian apartment buildings and hospitals has been Trump’s foreign policy position ever since he falsely first promised to “end the Russia-Ukraine War on Day One” of his abysmal second-term.
But oh, the memories! All those glorious memories to be shared with the grandchildren! Hey, kids–I met one of the worst human beings of the 21st Century, let me tell you the story! Memories! They’re gonna’ be grand!
Ladies and gentlemen, this is Trump’s hand-picked grifting real estate leech, a witless silk-suited slug named Steve Witkoff who is shown REPEATEDLY in this video praising a murderous thug. Next, one expects him to ask Putin for his autograph, or offer to service him orally. Meanwhile, Trump’s corrupt son-in-law with the personality of a doorknob and the backbone of jellyfish, a vile child-boy-son-in-law who has plucked hundreds of millions in personal profits from sheik scumbags in the Middle East sits there like a bad case of the mumps.
This is the best of Trump’s best?
This is “leadership?”
This is “standing up to foreign leaders.”
This is “strength?”
No, this is weakness. This is shameful. This is one of the most disgusting and gutless exchanges imaginable.
It is, in fact, what we all knew has been happening for years beyond the scenes, gushing out onto the world stage in front of the cameras with Trump’s two pathetic sock-puppets of treachery personifying America’s national shame and grotesque incompetence.
Proud to be an American — watching this political blowjob on the world stage? Is there any doubt, who is in charge here?
WELL, AT LEAST ONE SECTOR IS DOING VERY WELL IN TRUMP’S ECONOMY — GUESS WHICH ONE?
Next time Trump and Republicans dangle that political canard about “American energy independence” keeping energy prices down and helping average consumers, throw these facts in their lying faces.
Note these despicable RECORD OIL COMPANY PROFITS (in just the last three months!!!) since the idiotic Iran War began. Aside from Israel collaring American foreign policy in the Middle East (another scandal), mega-corporatists recognized this was a golden goose of an excuse to rip-off consumers and pad shareholder profits and rake in those CEO bonuses.
$93 BILLION IN PROFITS FOR OIL COMPANIES IN JUST THAT LAST QUARTER.
Yet, news like this doesn’t even make a headline, nor prompt much of any social media discussion. I guess getting fucked has become normal.
These FACTS (no one can argue these numbers–as they are publicly reported) are deeply, deeply disturbing. Why more working Americans are not outraged at what Trump is doing and how giant oil companies and other mega-corporations are skull-fucking the public is beyond me.
Shaking my head. I can’t figure this misplaced anger out, at all.
But hey, at least the trans kid you don’t know 2,500 miles away got kicked off the junior high softball team. The bizarre misplaced obsessions and sick priorities of Trumper MAGA working-class Americans are something I will never be able to understand.
Enjoy the screw job, and thanks Republican voters.
We just lost a cultural icon. Yet another American lighthouse has gone dark. Gloria Steinem, one of the most important figures in the history of the feminist movement, died yesterday at the age of 92.
Steinem’s death comes only a week after we lost Dolly Parton. Both of these pioneering women of great influence were truly remarkable—-but in very different ways. Their imagery and personas were polar opposites. But their fierce dedication to their beliefs and unwavering devotion to causes bigger than themselves shall outlive them for many decades to come and rightfully becomes their lasting legacy.
Rather than spend time here retelling Steinem’s life story and accomplishments, instead — I’ll just post a photo of her autobiographical narrative I purchased (and read) about ten years ago, which she autographed. There are so many *small* moments told in this book, that become bigger things. Our lives are, in fact, many small moments and encounters on a timeline of who we ultimately become in the now. Some of these moments and encounters morph into unexpected turning points. Typically, the apex of change is other people. Casual conversations laced with unintended insults and outright patronization disturb and then incite a reaction. The unexpected confrontations with misogynistic hostility almost daily made Steinem into a fighter…..and a champion. It wasn’t just people and their archaic attitudes about gender and sexism she was battling. It was a system. A culture. A society. A nearly invincible and impervious beast, immune to change. Steinem confronted and challenged outdated societal norms, admittedly with mixed results. Activists rarely achieve the celebrations of what their life’s work deserves.
In My Life on the Road, I was most moved emotionally by Steinem’s bold revelation she had an abortion when she was much younger. At the time, the procedure was not legal in the U.S. She recalled how that brave doctor in London changed her life and enabled her to live her life on her own terms, making her own decisions about her body and her future. Had that option not been available to Steinem, she admits her life would have been very different and her progressive activism might have never come to fruition. That story made me realize how important reproductive rights are, and why they must be protected (even though, we’ve devolved into oppressive restrictions on this issue).
I don’t have any figures on this, but my guess is Steinem’s book was mostly bought and read by women. And that makes me sad. The audience that most needs to read this, and understand her life and legacy, is MEN. That’s right. We, the men, are most in need of education. Feminism isn’t just about women. It’s about human rights. It’s about personal empowerment. It’s about freedom. It’s about living up to our most noble ideals and ambitions.
Gloria Steinem lived up to her most noble ideas and she surpassed her ambitions. She should continue to be an inspiration — to ALL of us.
Another terrific afternoon lunch here at Beso located on South Buffalo, on the west side of Las Vegas, near Spanish Trails. This might be the greatest unknown gem and least-known restaurant in the area. In a bland world of chains and corporate food, this place is a throwback to old-world authenticity, and mostly at a bargain price. Deserves far more love–especially from locals.
Rant coming: i’m sooooooo….. sick of people complaining about boring food and few family run original restaurants and then when one is here they don’t support it. Quit paying $200 for a meal at a casino restaurant that will never remember your name. Please stop! Support your neighbors and real people who care about food.
Wonderful atmosphere, seating, service, specials, and food is consistently tasty and authentic.
Something shocked me at one of the local casino buffets. I’m still bothered by it. Honestly I’m also a bit embarrassed to admit this is all new information to me. Perhaps many of you never thought about this either. So, I’m writing about it.
At the new and re-branded *Resort at Summerlin* (previously known as the Rampart Casino), we visited their lunch buffet for the first time. The casino sent out some coupons and we decided to take advantage of the generous offer.
THE TIRESOME BREAD AND CIRCUSES OF WAR WASTE AND PERFORMATIVE PROPAGANDA
Trump’s so-called “Department of War” has been pimping itself a lot lately. Fortunately, most Americans aren’t fooled. We know another distraction when we see one.
Trump can’t even do the easy stuff without fucking things up.
Meetings that should be effortless and uncomplicated, turn into disasters.
Social events and pressers that are slam dunk simple under normal circumstances become absolute clusterfucks of needless controversy.
Of course, none of this is surprising because he’s a vile dickhead who just can’t help from being — himself.
Today at the White House, Trump had as easy a task as is imaginable. In politics, it’s called a layup. An open shot at an empty net. A can’t miss. A sure thing.
Boing! Trump blows it. The man would show up to wet dream with cottonmouth.
