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Climate change is happening, fools, so put down the Ambien, Prozac, Viagra and Megyn Kelly crotch-shots on Fox Kool-Aid and pull your heads out of your asses because The Earth Just Experienced the Hottest Month on the Books. Period.
Global Warming is World War Three, and we are losing.
Not only are you a clear and present threat to my grandchildren’s survival, but you are less than sufficiently evolved, less than human.
Six billion people on a planet that can barely sustain one.
Do the math…
In comments elsewhere I found this little gem:
Note that Gin and Tacos is of the select few who enjoy space on my blogroll, you should be reading him everyday.
While visiting, I was motivated to break my silence: I have for quite some time now been resigned to a Clinton redux, to The First Woman President in the History of the USA (Foke Yeah!)©™!!!, and out of fatigue and disgust have pretty much turned it all off. I do admit, though, a degree of enjoyment watching the rubes dance the kombutki theater thoroughly convinced they are participant in a decision long standing. It does have its appeal, I’ll give it that. Not unlike Jesus floating down out of the sky on a flying rainbow unicorn with thousands of angelic men on flying rainbow unicorns to carry the faithful off to paradise.
Not that anything has changed, Donald T Dumpf uck will get Hillary Clinton “elected” First Woman President in the History of the USA (Foke Yeah!)©™!!! and there will be more War, more (perhaps not so) cold war with Russia, more ongoing moral and financial support for Israel’s genocide of the indigenous population of Palestine, and more stirring of the various other hornet’s nest of the region; more Corporatism, more when the folks of Hood County Oregon tell Nestle no you’re not going to take our water literally for free and bottle and export it at obscene profit Nestle will smile and say fuck you, yes we will, more when the folks out in Pennsyltucky where my father’s second wife lives say no you’re not going to frack in my back yard the oil companies will smile and say fuck you, yes we will, more when the International Bankers and Insurers tell my ex-father-in-law they are going to take the house he was born and lived in for eighty years to build luxury condos and he says no you’re not going to take the house I was born and have lived in for eighty years and build luxury condos the International Bankers and Insurers will smile and say fuck you, yes we will; and lastly more Environmental Degradation, more carbon pumped into the atmosphere, more plastic in the oceans, more poisons on the land, but which in light of the aforementioned and the degree of obstructionism her administration will experience that will make her predecessor’s tenure look absolutely congenial leaves little room for elaboration. All of which is right there in the Democrat Party platform.
You’re either with us, or against us. It’s not a question. If you don’t know what it means, you should take the time to find out. It’s an important part of history.
Sad, but Sanders has turned out to be little more than an amusing distraction in the grander scheme of things, though an enlightening but alarming study of the democrat id. There was never any question in my mind the Wall Street choice, the media darling “because it’s her turn” Clinton would be the democrat nominee, why else would the Retards run yet another clown against her? That decision has already been made and all of this is naught but kombutki theater to leave the rubes feeling as if they were somehow participant. But the degree with which her surrogates turned on fellow democrat as well as independent Sanders supporters, many though not all young perhaps first time voters who have no stake in the status quo, no stake in more of the same, has been really rather stunning.
They are as drunk on the Ambien, Prozac, Viagra and Megyn Kelly crotch-shots on Fox Kool-Aid as their counterparts the Retards, barely literate bare-footed rubes sprawled drooling Pavlovianly across a “couch” the backseat out of a nineteen and seventy Chevy Suburban blindly following a charismatic “leader” to suicide… dragging the rest of us with them. Skillfully herded to attack all who disagree.
We have to stop doing what we are doing. Now!
Jill Stein 2016
Built upon the rubble, the detritus, resulting from the collision of two continental plates, Cascadia is no more a part of North America than it is “Pacifica”.
It is A Place Apart.
There is nothing east of The Rockies we need.
It has long been my observation that “White Supremacy” is naught but a genetic memory of the time when the earlier, the elder, inhabitants of Northern Europe, the Neanderthal, were over-run and assimilated by dark skinned immigrants from the south.
Seriously, look at these pussies…
Look at those fat asses, fat bellies, fat cheeks, chins and jowls; hairless, pink-skin prone to lesions, boils and burns; weak eyes, weak ears, weaker brains subject to irrational dependencies upon adolescent fairy tales to justify sex with children and keep the bed dry at night, stink like a restaurant grease pit on a hundred degree day all holding on to their little pee-pees like maybe they’re gonna lose it.
I am laughing, at the “superiority”.
For seven years, through artificial debt ceiling crises, deliberate government shutdowns, and intentional confirmation blockades, Senate Republicans have acted as though the election and reelection of Obama relieved them of any responsibility to do their jobs. Senate Republicans embraced the idea that government shouldn’t work at all unless it works only for themselves and their friends. The campaigns of Donald Trump and Ted Cruz are the next logical outgrowth of the same attitude — if you can’t get what you want, just ignore the obligations of governing, then divert attention and responsibility by wallowing in a toxic stew of attacks on Muslims, women, Latinos, and each other.
If Senate Republicans don’t like being forced to pick between a bullet and poison, then here’s some advice: Stand up to extremists in the Senate bent on sabotaging our government whenever things don’t go their way. Respect the oath you took to uphold and defend the Constitution. Show some courage and put that oath ahead of party politics. Do your job — and start by considering the president’s nomination to the Supreme Court.