July 4, 2025: Big Stinking Turd, American Gestapo, Diaper Don's Dachau

 

“When the music's over

when the music's over

when the music's over

turn out the lights

turn out the lights

turn out the lights

----Jim Morrison and the Doors

As stated earlier in these commentaries, the question had become: could or would the United States elect another Dwight Eisenhower? The country answered in the affirmative when in 2020 we chose Joseph Biden as our 46^th president. But it was only after our Caesar Disgustus had made a complete pig's breakfast of things. The economy, by election day was hemorrhaging hundreds of thousands of jobs each month, thousands dying daily from the pandemic he refused to confront, and the markets in a state of paralysis. It appeared that our experiment of government by 'shitter' didn't work.

But, alas, poor Joe proved to not be very entertaining and, since at least Reagan, a premium has been set upon the ability of our chief executive to keep us on the edge of our seats. And so, the country, once again prospering but bored, and choosing excitement over competence, turned to the Orange Turd.

It didn't take long for the stench that surrounds our erstwhile Caesar to once again fill the nostrils and overpower our good senses. Once again we feel compelled, albeit with some trepidation, to every morning approach our living rooms, turn on the television, to find what steaming pile of shit he's left via 'shitter' or his own anti-social soil pipe he calls 'Truth Social” or, in tRUMPspeak “Untruth Anti-Social” or Anti-Social Lies.”

Today, being the 4^th, and our annual observance of national independence, we were presented with, to his mind, an appropriately huge gift. A gift in the form of a giant, steaming, disgusting, pile of shit he calls “the Big Beautiful Bill”. It is, in fact, a “Big Disgusting Turd”.

Fashioned by Maggot Mike Johnson, ReSCUMlican Speaker of the House, made worse by the ReSCUMlican controlled Senate, and sent back to the House for ratification the Scum rammed this turd down the throat of the nation in the dead of night knowing that if the country got whiff of it before we were forced to eat it, revolt would be at hand.

The Democrats were quick to point out that the bill takes 80 billion dollars out of Medicaid and Medicare. Estimates vary with a reported 11-16 million will lose health coverage. Rural hospitals, some estimates of over 700, will close. Nursing homes and assisted living facilities are in immediate danger. Head Start for the young and “Meals on Wheels” for the elderly will be gone. All this to give the top 1 percent and large corporations hundreds of billions in tax breaks. It will balloon the deficit and add between 3 and 5 trillion to the national debt.

They couldn't repeal ObamaCare. No. Now they just defunded it.

But that's not the half of it. FEMA, the Federal Emergency Management Agency, responsible for federal response and relief to natural disasters, like hurricanes, floods, tornadoes, earthquakes, fires will be gutted. Ditto NOAA, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Agency. The National Institute of Health and similar agencies responsible for, among other things, pandemic response will also be cut or outright eliminated as the war on science continues unabated. The bill is a perfect piece of tRUMPian dystopian legislation; of, perhaps, the final imposition of absolute tRUMPian ignorance upon the system. The crowning act of vandalism.

But his, dear god, is not the worst of it.

.By some estimates nearly 150 billion will go to fund I.C.E., the masked, hooded, gestapo that now roam the streets arresting and disappearing those with no documentation, those with documentation and, sometimes U.S. Citizens. This makes I.C.E., now larger than the FBI, and larger than most military forces around the world. They arrest people without identification, without warrants, and provide no due process as people are carted off to concentrations camps, El Salvadore, Guantanamo, and now a place in the Florida Everglades being made ready dubbed “Alligator Alcatraz” and celebrated by the fascist scum. Forty-Five billion dollars has, with the signing of the “Big Stinking Turd” been appropriated to build concentration camps in the United States. Let that sink in.

“Alligator Alcatraz” has been dubbed 'tRUMP's Auschwitz'. It is more like Diaper Don's Dachau, the Nazi camp built within month's of Hitler coming to power. But this doesn't look, given the level of spending, like this will bode well.

We now embark upon the 250^th anniversary of the founding of our republican experiment. Caesar Disgustus and his fascist movement has marked this milestone by assassinating the republic. We have become a republic in name only. A banana republic, thanks to tRUMP and the oligarchy that he now serves.

The music's over....turn out the lights.

Impeach and Imprison.

July 1, 2025: Canada Day, Gotta Love Canada, Ridiculous Tariff Wars

 

he Canadians, it is reported, are celebrating their day. As is their wont, Canadians do things with little braggadocio or fanfare. Unlike the good 'ole U.S.A, it is always low profile. It is always understated. As former Member of Parliament Charlie Angus reminds us. But, unlike our Caesar Disgustus, the Canadians do not present us with cheap theatrics. They mean what they say and will back it up with action. One has only to consult the record of the last two world wars to understand Canadian resolve. When pressed it will be “over the boards, gloves on the ice, elbows up, Northern strong”. You got to love Canada.

As July 4 approaches.  As the United States begins it's annual orgy of cheap jingoism, and begins the commemoration of 250 years of existence, it is wise to remember that we have been blessed by not only abundant resources but by neighbors who have not only been cooperative, but have stood steadfastly by our side even though we have not always reciprocated nor behaved appropriately.

As in right now. Disgustus has alienated our most loyal allies with his ridiculous tariff wars. It has gone so far that Canadian Prime Minister Mark Clark has declared that the special relationship between our two countries is now at an end. Canadian oil and natural gas are now being re-routed to Asian and Western European markets. There is a nation-wide boycott of U.S. Goods. Canadian tourists are going elsewhere. More difficulties will follow until the Orange Turd has either been neutered or removed from office.

Impeach and Imprison.

June 15, 2025: No Kings Day, Tin Horn Dictator, No Millionaire's Son

 

Yesterday, June 14, 2025 marked a day of reckoning for the Orange Turd and a day of celebration for the Republic. Caesar Disgustus finally got that military parade, the grand spectacle that had alluded him for so long. It was a complete humiliation.

Billed as a celebration of our armed forces, specifically marking the 250^th anniversary of the United States Army, the event just happened to, coincidentally, fall upon the birthday of our celebrated simpleton.

But it didn't go as hoped; but perhaps, certainly as planned. If planning it can be called.

It went as well as just about everything else our erstwhile potentate has administered.

Reminiscent of the Tulsa Oklahoma fiasco in the 2020 campaign, the much ballyhooed event proved a colossal under-performance.

You knew it was in trouble when reports surfaced that the “organizers” were offering $1,000.00 in return for one's attendance if one agreed to wear red, white and blue apparel and perform with appropriate enthusiasm. Payment, however was in crypto coin which everyone knows is worthless. It's like being paid, if at all, with old mining script or S&H Green Stamps. There were few takers.

Repeating the fiasco in Tulsa, the public began to troll the tRUMPists by reserving their seats with no intention of attending the event. The result: a repeat of Tulsa where half the auditorium was empty.

And so, before the world, our would-be Tin Horn Dictator stood on a podium facing “risers”, that is bleacher seats, nearly empty as the tanks, accompanied only by the squeaking sounds of unlubricated wheels and the grinding of treads upon pavement, rolled ever drearily by.

To compound the spectacle the Army looked anything but the precision fighting machine it prides itself in being. Soldiers, who know how to march, simply shuffled past the draft dodging coward now posturing as Commander-In-Chief. The salutes were not crisp. The performance a demonstrable passive aggressiveness stemming from resentment for being treated so shabbily.

Further humiliations awaited the armed forces as corporate sponsors, principally Defense Contractors and sham crypto coin operations were announced to the audience. The Army retaliated by playing Credence Clearwater Revival's “Fortunate Son” through the public address system, a Vietnam anti-war classic, the import of which, I'm sure was lost upon the dullards in attendance:

“Some folks are born made to wave the flag

They're red, white and blue

And when the band plays “Hail to the Chief”

They point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no senator's son, son

it ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one

...It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one” (1)

Take that, General Bone Spurs.

No one wanted to be there. Not Little Marco Rubio, late of the Senate now our neutered Secretary of State; not Peter Hegseth, our erstwhile Secretary of Defense under whose auspices this embarrassment was “organized”: certainly not the First Lady. Rubio yawned and looked like he wanted to find a place to nap, Hegseth appeared to be seeking an exit, and Melania looked upon our self-appointed Monarch with complete disdain with a countenance that betrayed a wish to be in the company of a real gentleman. Hegseth may well be shown the exit he seeks before the month is out.

And tRUMP? He looked like he was about to cry.

The White House, predictably, tried to “spin” the event with photo-shopped pictures of imaginary hordes in attendance, photos cropped so as to not show the crowd, or photos with backgrounds blurred so as to not reveal the truth. Spokesman quickly claimed a quarter million in attendance and the Wrong-wing echo chamber quickly picked up the chant. But it was to no avail. The truth was out: the “crowd” wasn't a tenth the size of White House reporting. tRUMP indeed cannot organize a two-car funeral.

Meanwhile the nation was having none of it. With this long-awaited event approaching organizers went into action. A coalition of about 150 civic groups an community organizations went into action” announcing a “NO KINGS” protest to occur across the nation everywhere except Washington D.C.

I first got wind of it about 3 weeks ago watching a podcast on YouTube in which Malcome Nance, the intelligence officer turned author, announced the event. I'm sure there were others doing the same. Within weeks it had grown from the major cities to include protests and marches in over two thousand cities, villages and crossroads all over the country as well as several foreign capitals and locations. When the sun set upon the day and estimated 5 million had participated with some estimates as high as triple that number. It was, by all accounts, the largest demonstration in the history of the republic.

The day proved the predictable humiliation it promised to be, perhaps a turning point. As the tariff nonsense unsettles world markets and makes a pig's breakfast of global supply chains; as inflation creeps up along with unemployment; as agricultural markets dry up, and as the labor force is unsettled by his ignorant and malicious immigration policies; Disgustus, his maladministration now in total disarray, looked longingly to a demonstration of power and grandeur. Instead, he produced the predictable fiasco.

Impeach and Imprison

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1. “Fortunate Son” by Credence Clearwater Revival, see lyrics.com

May 30, 2025: MacArthur Park is Melting, Intent on Intimidation, Reactionary Conclusion

 

“MacArthur' Park is melting in the dark

All the sweet green icing flowing down

Someone left the cake out in the rain

I don't think that I can take it

'cause it took so long to bake it

And I'll never have that recipe again

Oh, No!”

----”MacArthur Park” by Jimmy Webb

“Spring was never waiting for us, girl/it ran one step ahead/as we followed in the dance”. So the song began.

It was the spring of 1968, around March as I recall, that the song hit the airwaves. It languished in the ratings until April 4, when Martin was murdered. It then assumed a meaning wholly unintended by the author for it did indeed take a long time to bake the cake that was the civil rights movement and, as we feared we would never have that recipe again.

The song quickly shot up in the charts and gained significant airtime fading, as all songs eventually do, as the spring wore on. By late may it had fallen significantly only to be revived by the assassination of Robert Kennedy in early June. MacArthur Park would become a signature song of one of t he most significant political years in our nation's history; a year that began with so much promise only to end with the elevation of Richard Shithouse Nixon.

It is telling that this maladministration would choose MacArthur Park as the place through which they would send a phalanx of armed police equipped with armored vehicles and on horseback through a peaceful park; a park which stands astride Wilshire Blvd and through which Robert Kennedy would be taken by ambulance from the Ambassador Hotel to the hospital on his way to his death.

Kennedy was the tribune of Latino's, especially the farm workers laboring in the fields of California, and MacArthur Park is adjacent to a growing Latino neighborhood. For this reason, one supposes, Kristi Noem (or is it Gnome?) and the Reich Dorkshiner Steven Miller chose to make this show of force at precisely this location. It was the theater of the absurd. Children running for home, fearing the safety of their parents, as the new American Gestapo, in the form of masked and unidentifiable ICE agents swarm the neighborhood rounding up whomever they can lay their hands on. The forces of fascism have arrested not only undocumented migrants but immigrants with papers and the occasional U.S. Citizen, spirited them off in unmarked vehicles and sent to camps and gulags sometimes in foreign lands like El Salvidore without access to any legal proceedings and without benefit of counsel. Here, it was merely a demonstration intent on intimidation. To Terrorize, that is the point. ICE is the greatest terrorist threat in the United States today.

Facing opposition, Caesar Disgustus has called out the national guard and, a few days later, the United States Marines. With 'rioting' at a level much less than the last time the Los Angeles Lakers won the NBA championship, Disgustus declared an 'national emergency' with Gnome openly declaring that she was in town to take over the city and remove the 'socialists' from power. Clearly, she has no idea what the term 'socialist' means.

It is clear that “spring was never waiting for us, girl”. It was always one step ahead. The truth is that we didn't have a free and fair election in this country until 1968. We had slavery and Jim Crow. As late as 1964 only 5 percent of eligible blacks were registered in Mississippi, and fewer than 5 percent voted. It was much the same throughout the South and even in some Northern jurisdictions. It was only after the Voting Rights Act of 1965 was passed that this country moved toward open and free elections making the presidential election of 1968 the first such quadrennial contest an fair and free election. It was also when the ReSCUMlican Party began it's war on the electoral process.

A lot went down in '68; and a lot is going down now as the damage done by the conservative movement in this country is reaching it's reactionary conclusion.

“I don't think that I can take it

'Cause it took so long to bake it

And I'll never have that recipe again”

Impeach and Imprison

April 30, 2025: 100 days in Sodom,

April 13, 2025: Mothers of the Disappeared, American Gestapo, Brown Shirts in Paradise

 

“Midnight, our sons and daughters

were cut down and taken from us

hear their heartbeat

we hear their heartbeat

In the wind we hear their laughter

in the rain we see their tears

hear their heartbeat

hear their heartbeat”

----- “Mothers of the Disappeared” U2 “Joshua Tree”

The last cut on the album The Joshua Tree is a song called “The Mothers of the Disappeared” in which U2 sings about the thousands of dissidents who were 'disappeared' in Latin America in the 70's and early 80's. When I first heard the song, images of Nazi concentration camps immediately sprang to mind, not knowing what had transpired south of the border.

I was to learn later, reading Naomi Klein's “The Shock Doctrine” of the horrors perpetrated by fascist regimes in Latin America during those years. There was Augusto Pinochet's Chile:

“Pinochet held power for seventeen years, and during that time he changed direction several times. The country's period of steady growth that is held up as proof of its miraculous success did not begin until the mid-eighties—a full decade after the Chicago Boys (here referring to Friedman's University of Chicago acolytes who now held high positions within these governments) implemented shock therapy and well after Pinochet was forced to make a radical course correction. That's because in 1982, despite its strict adherence to Chicago Doctrine, Chile's economy crashed: its debt exploded,, it faced hyperinflation once again and unemployment hit 30 percent—ten times higher than it was under Allende. The main cause was the piranhas, the Enron-style financial houses that the Chicago Boys had freed from all regulation, had bought up the country's assets on borrowed money and run up an enormous debt of 14 billion....

What Chile pioneered under Pinochet was an evolution of corporatism: a mutually supporting alliance between a police state and large corporations, joining forces to wage all-out war on the third power sector—the workers—thereby drastically increasing the alliance's share of the national wealth.

That was—what many Chileans understandably see as a war of the rich against the poor and middle class—is the real story of Chile's economic “miracle”. By 1988, when the economy had stabilized and was growing rapidly, 45 percent of the population had fallen below the poverty line. The richest 10 percent of Chileans, however, had seen their incomes increase by 83 percent. Even in 2007, Chile remained one of the most unequal societies in the world—out of 123 countries in which the United Nations tracks inequality, Chile ranked 116^th, making it the 8^th most unequal country on the list” (1)

The experiment was repeated by the military junta then governing Brazil as well as the governments of Uruguay and Argentina, with strikingly similar results. And, as the reforms spread the people began to disappear.

“The newly declassified documents from Brazil show that when Argentina's generals were preparing their 1976 coup, they wanted 'to avoid suffering an international campaign like the one that has been unleashed against Chile.” To achieve that goal, less sensational repression tactics were needed—lower-profile ones capable of spreading terror but not so visible to the prying international press. In Chile, Pinochet soon settled on disappearances. Rather than openly killing or even arresting their prey, soldiers would snatch them, take them to clandestine camps, torture and often kill them, then deny any knowledge. Bodies were thrown into mass graves. According to Chile's truth commission, established in May 1990, the secret police would dispose of some victims by dropping them into the ocean from helicopters “after first cutting their stomach open with a knife the keep the bodies from floating.” In addition to their lower profile, disappearances turned out to be an even more effective means of spreading terror than open massacres, so destabilizing was the idea that apparatus of the state could be used to make people vanish into thin air.

“Night Hangs Like a Prisoner

Stretched over Black and Blue

Hear their heartbeats

Hear their heartbeats”

By the mid-seventies, disappearances had become the primary enforcement tool of the Chicago School (3) juntas throughout the Southern Cone—and none embraced the practice more zealously than the generals occupying Argentina's presidential palace. By the end of their reign, an estimated thirty thousand people had been disappeared. Many of them, like their Chilean counterparts, were thrown from planes into the muddy waters of the Rio de la Plata. (4)

In Argentina, Klein reports, prisoners were taken to one of 300 camps and tortured. And so it went, year upon year.

Sound familiar? This is the playbook our Maggots are now seeking to emulate. 14 billion dollars has been appropriated to construct hundreds of concentration camps in this country. People are openly and brazingly being disappeared with much fanfare. The Maggots, as any fascist worthy of the name, are proud of it. All in service to the newly minted Oligarchy that has seized power in the United States.

“In the trees our sons stand naked

Through the walls our daughters cry

see their tears

in the rainfall” (5)

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1. Klein, Naomi. “The Shock Doctrine” The Rise of Disaster Capitalism. Copyright 2007 Henry Holt and Company, New York, New York. Pages 104-105

2. ibid. pages 109-110.

3. Milton Friedman was head of the Economics department at the University of Chicago. A staunch advocate of 'free market' economics his theories have been widely debunked. Friedman, the darling of America's Idiot Wrong spent his last days advising every tin-horn fascist dictator who would pay the freight. Thankfully, he is no longer with us.

4. Ibid. page 110

5. U2, “Mothers of the Disappeared”, from the album Joshua Tree.

April 9, 2025: Age of Ignorance,

April 3, 2025: Tariff the Penguins, Consider the Source, Idiot in Chief

 

Well, the fool has gone and done it. Yesterday our Caesar Disgustus demonstrated his breathtaking ignorance imposed tariffs upon the world, that is except for Russia and North Korea.

With unabashed and seemingly guileless ignorance, our erstwhile Caesar stood before a podium in the White House Rose Garden and before the cameras and the world shit himself to his socks.

Unaware that he was soiling himself and holding up a board which purported to show the tariffs imposed by the world's nations, the Orange Turd told the nation and the world with a straight face that we were being 'ripped off'. Citing astronomical tariff rates charged by nations around the world he presented his plan to retaliate by 'graciously' hiking U.S. Tariffs to roughly half that imposed by others.

Watching this unfold on television in real time and, coming as it did from the purported 'president' of the United States, I thought to myself “holy shit, I didn't realize that we were being charged so much.

Then I thought “remember your school lessons, son”; consider the source.

Consider the source. When, I asked myself, has this bastard ever told the truth? The answer is at once: never. I began to look suspiciously upon the presentation and then concluded it was all bullshit. In the first place we wouldn't be paying the tariffs. In the second place there was just something about the numbers that didn't make sense.

It transpires that instead of just looking up what is currently being levied by the European Union, or China, or Japan, or Vietnam, Disgustus had his staff do the calculating. Led by Harvard's very own Peter Navarro and other lights, they came up with a formula that took the total trade with a particular country and calculated the percentage of that trade that represented a 'deficit'. It went something like this. The trade with a country is say 10 billion dollars. We buy 3 billion more from them than they buy from us. Therefore, according to these geniuses, the tariff imposed upon the U.S. Is 30%.

No it isn't. The tariff, the real tariff is somewhere between 1 and 3 percent on average depending upon the country. What the White House staff calculated is not tariffs but the percentage of our trade deficit as compared with the total trade with a particular nation. Clearly, no one in the White House, nor in the Commerce Department, is capable of calculating such things, much less simply looking up the tariff schedules. And, more frighteningly, no one in this maladministration knows what the hell a tariff is, least of all the idiot in chief.

Hell, they made such a pig's breakfast of it, that they imposed tariffs on Diego Garcia, a U.S military base in the Indian Ocean, and two islands off Antarctica, Heard and McDonald Island, occupied by only penguins. Yes, the damn fool imposed tariffs on unsuspecting penguins.

He was going to staff his 'government' with “only the best, only the brightest”. In tRUMPspeak, where truth always lies at a bearing of 180 degrees from the direction he's pointing, this promise becomes frightening. Always believing he is the smartest man in the room, Disgustus has staffed his administration with people even more ignorant and stupid than himself. And, since he is the most ignorant and stupid man to ever soil the Oval Office, this is a terrifying prospect indeed.

What we have here is a dysfunctional and terminally incompetent maladministration in which the sycophants surrounding the Emperor must present him with data supporting his foregone conclusions, lest he shoot the messenger. To that end they present him with 'facts', “alternative facts” in the parlance of Kellyanne Conway, that correspond and support his woeful ignorance. That a staff could produce such garbage and, most disconcerting, that our Caesar would accept them as legitimate clearly indicates that this regime has long since become unhinged from reality. Dementia Don, never intelligent, does not have the mental acuity to evaluate the information he is being fed; and woe to the bearer of inconvenient truths.

And so, he stands before the world beshit, wholly unaware of how ridiculous the rest of the world looks upon him and the awful stench that surrounds him.

Impeach and Imprison.

April 1, 2025: Tariff the Earth, April Fool's Joke, A Pig's Breakfast

 

Our shitting 'president' threatens to play a nasty joke upon the nation and the world on this April Fool's day. Tomorrow, it has been determined, he will announce a tariff regimen upon the entire world.

I'm reminded of the old “Dutch Boy” advertisement in which the Hollander is pouring an entire can of paint over the globe covering it in a viscus mess. Sherwin Williams evidently bought out Dutch Boy for it now uses the artwork sans the caption “cover the earth” but Caesar Disgustus, who is old enough to remember the depiction, has no doubt been inspired by it.

The problem is that tariffs are, like all public policy initiatives, crude instruments.

Tariffs are best applied upon specific industries and are used to protect and nurture home grown enterprises. They can only be imposed if such industries are capable of meeting domestic demand, otherwise tariffs simply become a sales tax imposed on imported goods raising the cost of such goods.

And, since we have allowed the 'suits' to export our manufacturing, nearly everything on the shelves is now imported, such an action, by the most ignorant of current world leaders, will set off an inflationary spiral the likes of which this country has not seen since the 1970's.

Nevertheless, Donald tRUMP, convinced for decades that tariffs were the magic bullet, the act that could solve everything, “the most beautiful word in the English Language”, is hell bent upon the levy.

He campaigned on the issue. He nailed his trousers to its mast and will soon find it impossible to climb down without exposing his fat, ugly backsides. As is his wont, our Caesar Disgustus promised today to make a pig's breakfast of our national prosperity. We shall see what tomorrow brings.

Impeach and Imprison.

March 10, 2025