August 9, 2026: Suspicious Activites, Criminal Organization, Disgustus Being Disgustus

 

Meidas Touch, the online podcast network, is reporting some serious news. Michael Popok has recently reported, citing court records in a case being litigated in Florida, that Capital One had, in 2021, canceled over 350 accounts of the tRUMP Organization because of suspicious activity.

Required by law to flag suspicious financial transactions, the bank cited possible money laundering and financing of terrorist groups as the reason for their actions. Let that sink in. Money laundering and financing of terrorist groups. The documents, produced online by Popok, who himself is an attorney practicing law in these jurisdictions, do not elaborate which individuals or which groups, at least not yet. Disgustus was given time to find other financial institutions to handle his finances and the action was, for unfathomable reasons, not made public. Clearly, this is the kind of information that would have been determinant in the 2024 election, and information that the public has every right to know.

The tRUMP Organization is already a duly adjudicated criminal organization, convicted of falsifying records, insurance and bank fraud, perhaps tax evasion. That the mainstream media, at this juncture, prefers to report on tRUMP's alleged addition of a wig or, perhaps, hair extensions, to that monstrosity sitting atop his head, tells us all we need to know about the nature of our media. Pure distraction in the face of pure criminality. Disgustus has always been the practitioner of tabloid journalism. He knows well the strategy of distraction. He has always counted on the press following the shining object, chasing the ambulances, seeking clicks, likes, and headlines. But the nature of journalism is changing as the likes of the bloggers and vloggers, those who have moved, like Don Lemon, Cenk Ugar, Joy Reid have moved from network broadcast news to YouTube and other platforms, joining a host of others from David Pakman, to the Young Turks, to Meidas Touch.

The case was brought by tRUMP as an act of retaliation for the imagined slight, Disgusts being, well, Disgustus, simply couldn't have gone elsewhere and moved on. Oh no!, not our Orange Turd. Instead he instituted a law suit, no doubt seeking damages. Then came the inevitable stage of discovery and all came to light. Disgustus has always been the author of his own undoing, his own failures, seeking his own destruction.

This case in Florida deserves, indeed demands, a thorough investigation and airing by all of our media. The tRUMP's and their nefarious financial dealings must be exposed, reported and prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. As David Cay Johnston has repeatedly pointed out, Donald tRUMP is the head of the third of a four generation, soon no doubt to be a fifth generation, crime family. It is time to apply the RICO statutes which gives the greater society, that is the government, authority to seize all assets of any organization or individuals so engaged. Let's get on with it. It is time the tRUMPs, all of them, be returned to their natural station in life: greeters at Walmart, diggers of ditches, and the prostitutes that they are.

Impeach and Imprison.

August 8, 2026: Too Cute by Half, Stalwarts Strike Back, Awaits the Reckoning

 

Last night's primary election returns from ruby-red Tennessee may well have demonstrated that the Maggots have been too cute by half. Following the lead to Texas and other states ReSCUMlickans re-districted the state so as to cut Memphis in half and thereby reduce black, as well as Democratic, representation in Congress. The result is that one of the state's most ignorant ReSCUMlickan mouthpieces has been purged from the body.

Congressional ReSCUMlickan Andy Ogles, member of the Congressional “Freedom” (read “Slavery”) caucus was defeated 53-47 percent by former state Agricultural Commissioner Charlie Hatcher despite having the endorsement of our shitting “president”. This comes on the heels of another tRUMP endorsed sleazebag having lost to a “ghost” candidate in Michigan (see previous post), earlier this week. Former Tennessee Governor Bill Haslam and current Governor Bill Lee endorsed Hatcher.

So the stalwarts stike back, or perhaps the Maggots, writhing in pain, have finally discovered the fraud that is our Caesar Disgustus. Perhaps, given the news this week out of Tennessee and Michigan, the fever has begun to break and the nation is, at long last, returning to its senses. Only time, and the next election, will tell.

On other good news, U.S. Senator Marsha Blackburn, who along with Tommy Tupperware of Alabama, represents the absolute dregs of senatorial incompetency won her contest to become the ReSCUMlickan candidate for Governor, filling an open seat. The good news here is that, like Tupperware (who is widely understood to be the dumbest man now serving in this body), she will, as of January 1 of next year, no longer disgrace what was once, before the likes of her stunk up the place, the greatest deliberative body on earth.

Progress, of sorts, by increment.

Nevertheless, it has been a very bad week for our Caesar Disgustus, the Orange Turd. With is endorsements comes the stench, a smell that permeates the skin and will never, in their lifetimes, be fully removed. The nation recoils as well it should as the nation awaits the reckoning.

Impeach and Imprison

August 5, 2026: Establishment Comeuppance, Jaws of Victory, Stench of tRUMP

 

Last night was primary night in my old home state of Michigan. It was not a good night for the 'establishment'.

On the Democratic side, Abdul El-Sayed narrowly defeated congresswoman Haley Stevens despite being outspent in the contest by 11 to 1. Stevens not only reportedly raised and spent between 62 and 70 million dollars in this democratic PRIMARY contest, but had the endorsements of Governor Whitmer and most of the Democratic establishment, including Chuck Schumer and Congressman Jim Clyburn. With the passing of Jesse Jackson and Georgia Congressman John Lewis, Clyburn has become the voice of the black community. Clyburn, one may recall, is the idiot that rescued Biden from oblivion in the South Carolina Primary, ensuring that the 'establishment' would once again deny Bernie Sanders the 2020 presidential nomination.

Clyburn and the establishment got their comeuppance. El-Sayed, with Sanders' endorsement and following Sanders' 2016 strategy (1) squeaked out a narrow victory over the mossbacks by winning much of Western Michigan as well as Manistee, Traverse City and much of Michigan's Upper Penninsula. He won in Kalamazoo, Grand Rapids, but narrowly lost in Muskegon, Detroit, Saginaw and Flint. He, like Sanders, lost the I-75 corridor, but carried much of the rest of the state. He carried the college towns of Ann Arbor and East Lansing, Marquette, and Big Rapids. He won the countryside. Not bad for a man who had no name recognition only few months ago.

Yes, he was endorsed by Sanders and A.O.C. He earned the endorsement of the United Auto Workers, something not to be minimized here. But he took on the establishment. All the old pols, the mossbacks, and the Israeli lobby. AIPAC, American-Israeli Political Action Committee, is said to have spent north of 32 million dollars in this campaign in support of Haley Stevens. Roughly half of the money raised by her campaign, which, in the waning hours, became really ugly.

Alas, when the dust had cleared in the wee hours of Wednesday morning, Abdul stood standing. El-Sayed has proven to be a formidable political figure. Former captain of the University of Michigan football team, medical student and Rhodes Scholar he has campaigned against genocide in Gaza, called for an end to military aid for Israel, supports Medicare for all, organized labor, raising the minimum wage, unpacking the Supreme Court, and restoring the American working and middle classes. These are positions that resonate across the political spectrum like a sledge hammer hitting a tuning fork.

Stevens, for her part, ran a miserable campaign, begging the question: had the Democratic establishment backed Mallory McMorrow, would they had won? Never, ever, underestimate the ability of the Democratic Party to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory.

“in the morning they returned with

tears in their eyes

the stench of tRUMP drifts up to the skies

a young maggot so ill

looks at the Orange Turd

remembers the words

Thou Shall Not Kill”

----Parody of “Sky Pilot”, the Animals.

On the ReSCUMlickan side, in Michigan's 8^th Congressional District, an open seat vacated by the vanquished Haley Stevens, Amir Hassan was defeated by Thomas Smith 50% to 33% despite having

the endorsement of our Caesar Disgustus, the Orange Turd. Indeed, Smith had withdrawn from the race weeks earlier, endorsing Hassan, going so far as to don his campaign hat and make an ad saying Hassan was his preferred choice  Clearly the racist base of the ReSCUMlickan Party were having none of a candidate whose name sounded 'ferrin'. That and the stench of Caesar Disgustus purged Hassan of all but the most dedicated racists. However, as in tRUMP's early and brief endorsement of his Covid vaccine demonstrated, the maggot base will not tolerate being told to take its medicine or vote for someone whose name sounds foreign.

Caesar Disgustus, whose approval is now in the low 30's, has clearly become shopworn. As the stench of tRUMP lifts up to the skies, he slowly sinks into the swamp of his own making. Caesar Disgustus has reached the end of his tether.

“an' Br'er Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh”.

Impeach and Imprison.

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1. See https://wandererandshadow.blogspot.com/2016/04/april-7-2016-lessons-from-michigan.html

August 4, 2026: Tank Bottom, Prolonged Executive Stupidity, Demented Brain-Damaged Fool

 

Our Caesar Disgustus now finds himself caught like the proverbial jackass in a hailstorm. The middle eastern conflicts have left us not only bereft of munitions but nearing tank bottom.

He was warned about this. The joint chiefs told the dullard that we didn't have either the munitions nor the manpower for this conflict and that soon we would run out of ammunition and any ground invasion would require re-instituting the draft. And, lo and behold, five months into this campaign and we have laid waste our supply of patriot, Tomahawk and other missiles, with Disgustus openly staring down the prospect of ground invasion or, perhaps, nuclear weapons as a last resort.

He is also staring down the depletion of our oil reserves, now said to be the lowest since '83 with a mere 40 days supply. The oil reserves, created by Jimmy Carter to protect the national economy for just such an interruption of the supply chain, appears not to protect the economy from prolonged executive stupidity.

Disgustus knows he must get a resolution soon or face staggering inflation. He finds himself hamstrung between a genocidal madman hell bent on prolonging the conflict and a political base servile to Israeli aggrandizement and a looming economic catastrophe which will destroy not only the country's economic well-being but his political base.

There is no painless way out of this. The question is whether tRUMP will absorb the pain by admitting defeat or inflict the pain on the nation and the world. We know where this demented, brain-damaged, fool will 'lead' us.

Impeach and Imprison before it is too late.

August 1, 2026: A tough Stretch, No-Bid Contracts, Hemming and Hawing

 

It has been a tough stretch of our shitting 'president'. In the wake of the July 4 celebration disaster, Disgustus is now confronting the reality that the reflecting pool disaster was not the result of imagined vandalism, but resulting from his very own incompetence.

Entering a 'no-bid' contract with a personal favorite (by his own admission now, of course, being denied), the 'lining' of the pool has been determined to have been improperly applied and may, indeed, have been of inferior quality. There is no evidence of it being cut anywhere, much less as tRUMP has repeatedly claimed, a gash some 350 yards long. Disgustus loves to make things up.

That being the pretext, the feds arrested a former Olympian on charges of vandalizing the pool for having put his hand in the water, ostensibly to retrieve a small piece of lining floating near the service.

Jeanine Pirro, late of Faux News (the tRUMP administration employment agency), is now United States Attorney for the District of Columbia charged with bringing the prosecution. While at Fox she distinguished herself with her howling commentaries castigating DemocRATs (her emphasis) in nearly daily screeds aimed at agitating the knuckle-dragging audience into a near constant frenzy. Hence the audition for the favors of Caesar Disgustus and the ensuing appointment.

So this former 'judge', if you can imagine it, finds herself at the knife's edge of tRUMPs latest debacle, charged with prosecuting imaginary crimes in order to scapegoat anyone so as to protect tRUMP from any consequence. And, here we are.

But the case, of course, cannot stand the first rays of light. The Justice Department announced, after much hemming and hawing, that the case would be dropped.

It remains to be seen how much longer Pirro remains as United States Attorney for the District of Columbia. Just another Faux News talking head well out of her league serving a man who has no business anywhere near the White House.

Impeach and Imprison.

July 17, 2026: The Death of Miss Lindsey, Hypocritical and Outrageous, Good Riddance.

 

Lindsey Graham, the “Graham Cracker” is dead. Good Riddance, he will not be missed.

Graham, came to prominence in the late nineties as part of the crop of idiots around Newt Gingrich foreshadowing the Tea Baggers and the Maggots. His longevity in Congress being a testament to his degeneracy. Graham had, in the last decades, decayed into being a mere caricature of himself becoming, at last a mere sycophant, a mindless supplicant bordering on irrelevance. As the Rescumlickan Party slid into the depths of mendacity and depravity, Graham followed suit, marching in lock-step and keeping with the signs of the times. His was not a profile in courage.

In the wake of his death his sexual proclivities, always rumored, have come to light.   Graham, always devoid of courage and conscience, was prone to follow like a lost puppy any man he perceived as being strong, or least in the case of tRUMP bombastic and full of himself. He became a hopeless sycophant, an apologist for every outrage from defunding ObamaCare to his lick-spittle support of the genocidal maniac running the government in Jerusalem. Graham, in his way, became a virtual criterion of value. Always quick to rush to the defense of the most outrageous, nauseating and foul actions, be they appointments to the federal bench, cutting the social safety net, or supporting idiotic tariffs and outright genocide, there he would be screeching to high heaven in faux outrage.

While there was always something hypocritical and outrageous about him, he nevertheless proved a reliable servant to the forces of evil; a fulcrum from which the likes of Peter Thiel and the big-tech oligarchs could launch their assaults on the 'castle'.

You were in service of villains, Lindsey Graham. You were a villain yourself.

Good riddance. One can only hope that South Carolina makes a small step toward decency when they choose your replacement. You will not be missed.

July 5, 2026: Another National Disgrace, Legend In His Own Mind, Coup de Grace

 

Caesar Disgustus presiding over our national birthday is our national disgrace. For as long as he remains in the White House the stench over everything, be it sacred or profane, will permeate any proceeding. No observance is immune from the stench. Take Easter, for instance. Disgustus observed the occasion by taking to his Untruth Antisocial media platform threatening the destruction of the entire Iranian civilization. An idle threat, it transpired, but a predictably ugly manifestation of what occurs when a malignant narcissist does not get his way.

Now it's the annualnational holiday in observance of our Declaration of Independence. Our national birthday, as it were. That this turd should once again be master of ceremonies is bad enough, but we are now confronted with the celebration of our of existence with the pall of Disgustus hanging over every proceeding. Disgustus is the pole-cat lurking about every barn dance; but in the last ten years he has crashed the door on at least two occasions stinking up the place making every celebration,as he does virtually everything else, about himself.

He walks off with sports trophies while the teams that win them, incredulously, are left to look on. He whines about not winning the 'Noble” Peace Prize and cajoles the real winner to give up her medal and present it to him instead. He dreams of having his profile join the greats at Mount Rushmore. Most notably he had his name placed upon the Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts, making himself the arbiter of culture. He has destroyed the White House and dreams of a giant “Ark de Stench” transforming Washington into a monument to himself. He brazenly places himself among the greatest in the American Pantheon ignoring the consensus among historians and politicologists that he is among the worst; many, on the basis of his first maladministration, having declared him the absolute worst president in the history of the United States. He is a legend in his own mind.

His record of breathtaking incompetence is exceeded only by the stench that precedes his every arrival.

The national birthday celebrations are just the latest in a long litany of national embarrassments, be it any holiday observance, any meeting with a foreign leader or dignitary, any international conference or his annual fouling of the United Nations General Assembly. Everywhere he goes the stench precedes him as those gathered hold their noses as he speaks; for whatever he emits, be it from his ass or his mouth, is the same substance accompanied by the same foul odor. He feels no shame, no embarrassment, no self-awareness as he stands proud and grandiose, beshit before the world.

And his incompetence has proved as damaging as it is breathtaking. The imbroglio over the Reflecting Pool and his disastrous management of the great National Fair are simply the most recent demonstrations of his gross incompetence. Laying his hands on the Reflecting pool, located between the Lincoln Memorial and the Washington Monument, he awarded a no-bid contract to a 'friend' who allegedly did work on his swimming pools; disaster a foregone conclusion. Work, originally estimated to cost between 1.5 and 2 million dollars ended up costing between 13 and 16 million. Then, when the pool was re-filled an algae bloom appeared turning the water into a stinking cesspool. Further the 'lining' touted by tRUMP to be the best and most durable immediately began to buckle and come loose from the bottom floating uselessly in the water. Disgustus, of course, couldn't take responsibility. He never does. Instead he blamed vandals with box knives cutting long gashes in the bottom of the pool. No evidence was presented; none ever is.

Hell, I would have done it for half the price.

Then we have the Great National Fair. As part of the 250 year celebration of the Nation's founding, the National Fair was scheduled to take place somewhere in middle America. Oklahoma or Nebraska, perhaps Iowa. It was to be organized by the Smithsonian Institute and be a celebration of the American Experience. Money was appropriated by Congress to fund it. Then tRUMP came into office and immediately put his hands on it.

All the plans were abolished. Disgustus created a new body to manage affairs. The venue was moved to Washington D.C., to be held on the Washington Mall. Disgustus would refashion the occasion, as he does everything. The fairground was literally empty. The heat was insufferable and there was no air conditioning. One woman sought refuge in a booth run by a Jesus Junkie where one could be baptized. Seeking neither salvation nor ablution she took to the pool merely to find respite from the sweltering heat. The Mall was lined with booths in which 43 of the50 states were represented, a half dozen or so with enough sense of smell to steer clear. The result was less than lackluster. Maine, for instance presented the public with a booth featuring two chairs in front of a wall with the word “MAINE” emblazoned overhead. Michigan, a bit more daring, featured a plastic cow that the children were invited to “milk”. The public greeted this spectacle with a collective yawn.

“Faux News” did its best to put lipstick on this pig by broadcasting live from the fairgrounds with the hosts seated high above showing a panoramic view of the grounds as backdrop. Rabbiting endlessly about the massive crowds in attendance the viewer was repeatedly implored to not believe one's lying eyes as the empty grounds gave lie to what we were being told was transpiring on the field. Of the nearly two weeks of news clips, I remember seeing the Ferris Wheel move once.

The “Grand Finale”, the Coup de Grace, came as a speech by our shitting 'president' which turned out to be nothing more than a long rant about a long list of grievances real or imagined; and more imagined than real. The audience was sparse with many, as they have been wont to do of late, leaving as he railed on.

The national celebration became a national ordeal. Clearly the public, nauseated by the stench, has no stomach for Disgustus.

As an old projectionist I once worked with once put it: “Kid”, he opined, “they've stayed away in droves”.

Here Disgustus once again demonstrates, as if further demonstrations are ever needed, his breathtaking incompetence. Before the nation and the world Disgustus the Great cannot organize a two-car funeral.

And Bre'er Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh

Impeach, Convict, Imprison.

June 9, 2026: The Great Negotiator, Wet Paper Bag, There Is No Strategy

 

The convicted criminal presently occupying the Oval Office will tell anyone who listens that he is “a great negotiator”, the author of “many great deals”. In fact, he will tell you if you listen for only a very few moments, that “nobody makes deals like I do”. He will settle the war in Ukraine “on DAY ONE”, perhaps even right after the election if so chosen, claiming special relationships with the principals. “It will be easy” he repeatedly assured us; the claim becoming something of a campaign mantra. Likewise the genocide in Gaza. If fact, he is so good at it, he now pretends, that he has settled seven, eight, no nine wars demanding the “Noble” Peace Prize in small recognition for these Herculean efforts.

Why, then, has the much touted “six day” or later “three weeks war” currently being waged with Iran taken so long? Why is it dragging on with no end in sight?

The truth is that our much touted master negotiator cannot negotiate himself out of a wet paper bag. Consider, if you will, what is being claimed here and the record behind it. Disgustus makes these claims, as nearly all others, without citing a single tangible example and, when occasionally pressed will tell you the India-Pakistan conflict. But the Indian government immediately responds that he and his maladministration have had nothing to do with it, that the conflict ended through negotiations conducted by the parties themselves. And it certainly doesn't add up to nine, eight or even seven conflicts. True to form, tRUMP is pulling more shit out of his ass, providing more sustenance to his Maggot base.

Tony Swartz has spent more than the last decade on intermittent apology tours, seeking ablution in serial attempts to salvage what is left of his reputation for the cardinal sin of penning that awful document known to us as The art of the Deal. A more appropriate title, it transpires, should have been The Art of the Steal or, perhaps given tRUMP's constant whining, The Art of the Squeal. Read closely and one discovers that the book reveals only a singular strategy: don't honor the contract (principally through non-payment) and force the other party to legal recourse knowing full well it will cost the plaintiff more in legal fees than he will recover from any settlement. Using the legal system as a bludgeon, a strategy taught him by Roy Cohn, is his singular guiding light. Closely considered, Swartz reveals nothing more than a form of extortion. We are talking about contractors and suppliers here, usually small businesses that cannot afford expensive legal actions. Take the hit and face possible bankruptcy, go to court and face almost certain bankruptcy. That was the cost of doing business with the swine, and many walked the plank.

But tRUMP become Caesar now finds himself out of his league. Foreign nations, it should have been obvious, are not contractors. They have real leverage, and can retaliate. One simply cannot dictate terms without serious consequence. Oh, but you protest the example of the Second World War. Yes ,reply I, but it took four years of global conflict to impose terms and even then we accepted the Emperor. “ War is diplomacy by other means” it has been said, settled in the end through diplomacy. It cannot be avoided and cannot be reached through tantrums, bombast, bull-shit, memes, rants or force.

In the end, we had to negotiate our way out of Viet Nam, Iraq, Afghanistan as the French had to do the same in Indochina and Algeria, the Brits in India, to name but the most recent conflicts of significance.

And out of his league he is. First he shredded the agreement reached under the Obama administration in which Iran agreed not to pursue nuclear weapons, agreed to international inspections. It was a wide ranging agreement with provisions to continue negotiating on other matters of contention. It was a real agreement promising to re-start our fractured relation with Iran given our history with the country, most notably the Coup of the early fifties which replaced a duly elected government with a tyrant. A tyranny imposed by the United States and enforced by a U.S. trained police force. Yes, we are up to our eyebrows in villainy leaving the Iranians with little reason to trust us.

Disgustus, in his inter-mitten soiling of the Oval Office has, serially, torn up agreements achieved through countless intermediaries taking years to reach completion. He has assassinated negotiators on their journey to meetings; conducted bombing raids on the eve of negotiations; hit Iran with bombs and missiles in the absence of ongoing talks. Bomb them if they do; bomb them if they don't. And this doesn't even take into account our support of the great terrorist of the Middle East, the Israelis who, on the eve of every parley launch an attack against Gaza, Lebanon, Syria or Iran itself as the occasion demands. .

The Iranians have retaliated. They have depleted our cache of missiles and anti-missile defense systems. They have introduced drone warfare into the middle east. They have shown us that they now have supersonic missiles capable of evading even the most advance Western defensive shields. And they have closed the Straight of Hormuz, pinching vital supply of oil, natural gas, fertilizer, helium all vital components of not only the Western economies but of the world economic order. They've got our Caesar by the balls.

What the Iranians have discovered and revealed to the world is that tRUMP has very small balls indeed.

Real balls, real strength is found in alliances, in military preparedness, in economic advantage, in soft power. Disgustus has destroyed all of those ingredients. First the alliances with his decade long war on NATO and the European Union, his imbroglio with Canada, his insulting Mexico and our Latin neighbors. Second, his appointment of Pete Kegsbreath, the drunkard now in charge of the Department of Defense, now dubbed the Department of War Crimes. Kegsbreath, late of Faux News, has distinguished himself by firing all the competent commanders, blocking promotions for women and minority officers, awarding defense contracts to companies affiliated with friends and the sons of his erstwhile Caesar, and making a pig's breakfast of military supply and operations. Third, we've lost our economic leverage. We no longer bring to any conflict a decided economic advantage. Not only are we no longer the 'Arsenal of Democracy”, for we have far to much reliance on critical materials and components not to mention manufacture of our weaponry, but we find ourselves racked with inflation as a consequence of both this war and an ill-conceived tariff war with the rest of the planet.   Disgustus has destroyed what is called our 'soft power', that is the good-will earned in the world community through our support of UNICEF and similar international relief agencies and, most notably, USAID the United States Aid for International Development, a legacy of the Kennedy Administration “put through the wood shredder” by Elon Musk and his band of barbarians.

Real negotiations depend upon real strategy' strategy based upon a real understanding of the strength, weaknesses, and interests not only of oneself but of the other party. Disgustus has undermined the bargaining position of the United States and, being the narcissist that he is, has no real understanding of either his adversary nor, it transpires, of himself. His inflated ego has distorted everything. It is a looking glass become house of mirrors with Disgustus the Carnival Barker imploring, now begging, all to enter.

No one will now come to his rescue. He has no friends in the world community. Putin and Xi, laugh behind his back, celebrating his every misfortune. Our allies mistrust us, some even despise us. Canadian Prime Minister Mark Carney has described our unraveling relationship not as an 'adjustment' but a 'breach'.

Disgustus from the beginning of this conflict, has serially claimed the objectives to be the end of the Iranian nuclear program, the end of Iranian support of 'terrorist' organizations in Yemen, Lebanon, Syria, and Palestine; and regime change. He has accomplished none of these goals.

Instead, what we find here is quixotic behavior with on-again, off-again military pressure designed to achieve ever changing 'military' objectives that bear little or no relationship to the nature of the conflict. The 'war' is fast becoming a deranged re-imagination of the 'escalation' strategy of the Viet Nam fiasco in which, it was held, just a little more 'pressure', involving a little more napalm and the 'enemy' will finally be 'forced' into discovering his long dormant 'reason'.

The Iranians have discovered, as the world is now discovering over tariff disputes, that one cannot negotiate with our present Caesar and his maladministration. There is altogether too much mendacity and too much incompetence; and there is also way too little intelligence. It is impossible to negotiate with an immature, quixotic psychopath. The Iranians have suggested that the end of the conflict can only be negotiated with parties serious about negotiation, perhaps awaiting a time when Disgustus has been retired or, as I would put it, the turd has been flushed. In the meantime, the oil reserves have run dry, real inflation is on the horizon, energy shortages loom with the spectre of long lines at the gas pumps, brown-outs and unemployment lines. The 1970's and 'stagflation' haunt our sleepless hours.

There is no strategy here. There cannot be. Disgustus the idiot stands in quicksand, sinking with no apparent way out and no rescue in sight.

An Bre'er Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh

Impeach and Imprison

May 29, 2026: Accusation as Confession, One So Malignant, Irretrievably Unreliable

 

“Whenever our Caesar Disgustus accuses he confesses to accomplished crimes or those about to be committed”.

----Quotations of Chairman Joe

It is a long an sorry tale. “Crooked Hillary”, means Disgustus himself is crooked. “Low I.Q.” is a confession of his own pronounced stupidity. “They're rigging the election” means that HE is rigging the election. “Stop the Steal” is an organized demonstration in order to accomplish the very larceny. You get the drill.

Whatever our erstwhile Caesar accuses of others he is doing or is about to do himself. Psychologists call this 'projection' and he has been projecting unto others since infancy. He still does it; as in telling those around them when the air turns rancid that “Joe Biden shit my pants”.

And now he contends that there are no 'reliable' parties with whom one can negotiate an end to the mess he has made with his war against Iran. “They don't keep their word”; a mere confession of his lifelong history of reneging on every agreement, including the recent memo of understanding reached th Iran to end this conflict; demonstrating once again that there are no agreements he feels bound to respect. Everything about him is disingenuous; he is the author of the boldface lie; he is nothing but a fraud.

And, yet, Disgustus would have you believe that it is he who is the wronged party; it is the other who cannot be trusted.

The bullshit is wearing thin, even the Maggots are shaking their heads in disbelief. We've had over a decade of this now and the curtain has been pulled back revealing no the Great and Powerful OZ but a little man with little hands giving voice to nothing but his own petty grievances.

This leaves the world in quite a bind. How does one reach any kind of durable understanding with one so petty, one so fragile, and one so mentally ill? The answer is you don't. One can only be sure that one is dealing with a party that while small is, given the immense power inexplicably conferred upon him by and ignorant American public, nevertheless powerful and dangerous. He knows only retribution and revenge, indeed dubbed his last campaign as “The Revenge Tour”, promising “I am your retribution”.

How does one negotiate with one so malignant, so deranged, so sadistic and yet so irretrievably unreliable? That is the question facing not only Iranian leadership but the rest of the globe.

Meanwhile, the credibility of the United States continues to erode as alliances fracture, and nations scramble to re-organize their international posture to accommodate the terrible infant further isolating the United States and hastening the collapse of Pax Americana.

“an' bre'er Putin he just laugh and laugh”

Impeach, Convict, Imprison.

April 30, 2026: Dancing With Armageddon, End Times Theology, This Is Madness

 

“Religion is a form of mental illness.”

----Quotations of Chairman Joe

Religion is inspired and created by human conceit. It is, in fact, a product of fear, indeed terror. Its motivation is a result of an overpowering fear of death. It is whistling past the graveyard.

It's power comes from the terror of death replacing it with bogus promises of redemption and eternal life with a stiff drink of purpose in the mix. It gives you a sense of belonging. It reassures you in your perpetual terror, it teaches you to submit to authority; foremost it implores you to check your head at the door and not think. It has always served the interests of the rulers; it has always been the handmaiden of every state on earth. It has always been, in the very words of the religionist, about shepherds and sheep.

Indeed, as a rough index, once can readily discern the level of relative psychopathy of any given society by how religious it holds itself to be.

In the United States, this has become worrisome.

Writing nearly a quarter century ago, the late Molly Ivins cited the growing impact of the Evangelical Wrong upon the then Bush-dominated ReSCUMlickan Party. “By the time Bush was invoking God's name to order troops into Iraq, The New York Times reported that 46 percent of Americans had identified themselves in a Gallup Poll as born-again evangelical Christians; 48 percent of Americans believe in creationism, while 28 percent believe in evolution; and Americans are twice as likely to believe in the devil as in the theory of evolution.” (1)

Karl Rove, chief political strategist then known then as “Bush's Brain”, followed “Dubya”, as they say in Texas” down the rathole leading from a prayer group in Midland Texas to a range of televangelists, bible thumpers and howlers, which included the likes of “pastors Roloff, and Hagee and, eventually Robertson and Falwell. (2)

The proximity of so much filth is bound to affect public policy, which was entirely the point. But as it pertains to the Middle East, Ivins summarized in ugly brevity:

“Hagee is part of a virulent strain of Christianity Michael Lind traces back to an Anglican priest who abandoned his church in 1820 to found his own sect. John Nelson Darby cooked up the pre-millennial-dispensationalism theory Hagee serves up to his local congregation and to a worldwide TV audience he claims to include 120 million homes. Israel is central to the theory. As Lind describes the theory in “Made in Texas,” Israel is re-created as a nation-state. God intervenes repeatedly to save Israel. Then Israel is destroyed in the battle of Armageddon, where an international confederation like the U.N. Or the European Union is led by the Antichrist—probably an apostate Jew. Most Jews are killed, except for 144,000 who convert to Christianity. Jesus returns to deal with the Antichrist. Then the Temple on the Mount is rebuilt (after they clear away one of Islam's most sacred sites, the al-Aska Mosque). Once all that's in place, Jesus establishes a theocratic world government and rules for one thousand years.

That's it in a nutshell.

This “end times theology” requires Christians to cooperate with Israelis—to hasten along the events that must occur before the prophecies are fulfilled. It all has Hagee, Netanyahu, Perle,(3) Bush, and Rove working for the same end—or at least the same temporal end.

If this is not the end times, it's at least strange times.” (4)

Indeed, as Ivins once pointed out, there are a group of west-Texas cattlemen breeding the 'red heifer' needed for sacrifice when the time comes.

For a quarter century or more this quackery has had a strangle-hold on the ResCUMlickan Party. Hell, I remember this kind of nonsense taught in Lutheran School 70 years ago. But it has gained such currency that Rove opined that from this evangelical base he would fashion a permanent ReSCUMlickan majority and rule indefinitely. That's how powerful this bowel movement once was and has, once again, become.

This leads us, by degrees, to our current Secretary of War Crimes one Pete Hegseth, he late of Faux News.

In case you thought all this went by the boards with Hurricane Katrina and the Financial Crisis of 2207-8, you are badly mistaken. This crap has been floating for decades and is now back with a vengeance.

Johnathan Larsen reported in March that U.S. Troops were told that the Iran War is for “Armageddon”, and the return of Jesus. (5)

The advocacy group “Military Religious Freedom Foundation” (MRFF), reports complaints from over 40 different units across at least 30 military installation. “A combat-unit commander told non-commissioned officers at a briefing Monday that the Iran war is part of God's plan and that President Donald Trump was 'anointed by Jesus to light the signal fire in Iran to cause Armageddon and mark his return to Earth,” according to a complaint by a non-commissioned officer.

The NCO wrote to the MRFF that their commander 'urged us to tell our troops that this was “all part of God's divine plan” and he specifically referenced numerous citations out of the Book of Revelation referring to Armageddon and the imminent return of Jesus Christ”.

Many of their commanders are especially delighted with how graphic this battle will be zeroing in on how bloody all this must become in order to fulfill and in in 100% accordance with fundamentalist Christian end of the world eschatology.

Hegseth has “enshrined evangelical Christianity at the uppermost levels of the U.S. Military, airing monthly prayer meetings throughout the Pentagon...(H)egseth attends a weekly White House Bible study. It's led by a preacher who says God commands America to support Israel.(6)

This is the madness in which we find ourselves mired. Nitwityahoo has this country by the throat and is leading us to the precipice. The combination of AIPAC and associated organizations that compose the Israeli lobby, the collusion of U.S. And Israeli intelligence (7), and the support of the fanatical evangelical religious wrong has not only destroyed the ReSCUMlickan Party as a legitimate representative of our national interests, but now threatens the very existence of the once great American Empire.

Caesar Disgustus now finds himself on the horns of a dilemma. On the one hand he needs peace in order to stabilize markets and control inflation; he needs peace in order to stop the hemorrhage of munitions; he needs peace in order to not further antagonize the international community; he needs peace in order to stop the exodus of allies; he needs peace in order to shore up support for petrodollars. On the other hand he cannot accept a peace that his base will not accept. And his base is populated by the sheep, the know-nothings, by the paranoid 'American Firsters”, by the Evangelical Wrong. Nitwityahoo knows this, and he knows he's got Disgustus by the balls. 'The Donald' can be so easily manipulated and now he is discovering, to his personal humiliation and the detriment of the nation, what happens when you find yourself well out of your league on the national political stage.

We find ourselves, quite literally, dancing with Armageddon as this ship of fools sails headlong toward the shoals.

“An Br'er Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh”

Impeach and Imprison the Bastard.

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1. Ivins, Molly and Dubose, Lou. “Bushwacked, Life in George W. Bush's America” Copywrite 2003. Vintage Books A Division of Random House. New York. Page 222.fo

2. ibid. For a more thorough discussion see chapter 13, “God in the White House” pages 214-228.

3. Richard Perle, national security advisor to Bush and renowned Neo-Con who subsequently helped engineer the debacles in Iraq and Afghanistan.

4. Op. Cit. Patge 224.

5. Larsen, Jonathan. Substack March 02, 2026.

6. Ibid.

7. The idea has recently surfaced of combining United States and Israeli intelligence.