Gina Rinehart and Elon Musk at Mar-a-Lago (Image from dailymail.co.uk)
Listening to Donald Trump, I came to understand what’s wrong with being woke. If you’re woke, then someone’s stopped you from sleeping and once that happens then you stop dreaming and Mr Trump wants to restore the Great American Dream and you can’t have a dream if you’re woke, so that’s why he needs to stop all these people from being woke because then they won’t be asleep and the Great American Dream will be dead…
At least that’s why I took away from his address to Congress… Mind you, I didn’t listen to all of it – and not just because it put me to sleep… which doesn’t mean that I’m safe from Elon telling me that I’m woke…
No, after a few minutes I figured that I had the general idea:
Of course, Mr Trump is doing a lot more than this. He’s told Europe that if they don’t pay for protection then they can’t expect him to help them if some person should decide that they’re unprotected. “Nice country you’ve got here; it’d be a shame if something happened to it, but I think I can convince people to leave it alone if you just pay me protection money!”
I’m being unfair! That makes Trump sound like some sort of mob boss, and whatever you may think of the politics and the ethics, at least mob bosses knew what they were doing and you had some sort of confidence that you could keep on their right side by paying them money. I mean, we just gave the US a downpayment on the submarines that’ll be obsolete by the time they deliver them sometime in the 23rd Century, and that’s still not enough for them to explain that Australia is a special friend. I could say that we should be a friend with benefits, but that usually is a euphemism for the fact that you’re fucking without commitment… which, when I think about it, is exactly what Trump intends to do to us…
Yes, it’s all very confusing. There a dozens of people suggesting that Trump is actually working for the Russians even though there’s no actual proof in the form of anything that would stand up in court. But to be quite clear here: I know that many people have suggested that Trump is a Russian asset but I’d argue that there’s never been any evidence to suggest that one could ever call Trump “an asset”!!
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Trump, Musk, pigs, microbes, germs, bacteria, pustules, lesions, poxes, bacilli, flukes, donors, greedites, deludeds, parasites, ignorant voters, the new sick society in the USA. We are all victims of theft, lies, media maggots, advertising anuses, suppurating stupidity, evil excrementality, polluted ploppery, Organised Crime, cloacal cliques. Supreme SHIT shimmers, bright brown and foaming and brimming and turdishly Trumplike.
Department of Gut/Grab/Gouge Everything?
This 'E' thing above at 9:41 AM, an android perhaps, or chatbot, or perhaps an AI generated artifact of zero mass destined for dissolution in the digital dumpster, mere invisible bits of noughts & ones generating a tale told by an idiot... full of sound and fury, but signifying nothing... seems, how to put it politely... to be projecting; perhaps not the volatile vomitous splurg often associated with that word but more of the Freudian kind, the eruction of a turbulently disturbed and dangerously shallow mental landscape. If this 'E' thing had actual human form, one would expect something of the nature of a pimpled and friendless asocial incel glued to the screen in the darkened room that serves as his little hidey-hole from the real world.
Or perhaps I'm wrong, perhaps 'E' is simply a fine wordsmith jousting with Rossleigh in a strategic test of wit and penmanship.
Say goodbye to E.
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