What the la-di-Frickin-da?

Why are so many so scared of using the “F” word out loud publicly, especially when appropriate, even if directed at a Moron? Remember, that once banned word found new ground when Rex Tillerson authorized it attached to that Moron we all know, in reference to Donald John Trump. So, no longer an under-your breath sentiment, out loud it is here to stay hurrah! And so becoming for this un-becoming idiot in the Oval Office. To begin with, this guy is in no way shape or form fit for the duty as Commander-in-Chief. Appears name calling is rampant in “Trump Troll Tower”, like with Mr. Magoo tagged to an honorable man that has served this nation far beyond any member of the Trump Tower dysentery dynasty.  Now I am not a Jeff Sessions fan by any stretch of one’s imagination, as I believe he may harbor a Confederacy mindset, but is not name calling something we learned to beware upon when in kindergarten? Remember what we learned, play nice! But now that “We the People” have endured 402-days of a Fucking Moron Maniac Maggot as an unqualified occupier of the West Wing and the Oval Office cum stains are supplemented with brain farts, it is time to raise the bar with “Fuck You Donald Trump Suck My Dick”. Thank you, my Lady Madonna. Sorry, but “no more mister nice guy”. Now where in hell do we place blame upon the present quagmire that is ruining “Tranquility” and for that matter why in hell is the Union of Concerned Scientists now in “Emergency Session”, wherein the outcome may up the “Doomsday Clock” to 1-minute left? Simple, blame it on Bill and Hillary Clinton. Oh, shut up is your comeback, let me qualify that reasoning. When power and image excels beyond the belief to uphold “Liberty”, well we end up with a Fucking Moron. I did not vote for Hillary and proud to admit it. I did not vote for Trump and even prouder to admit it, and NO I do not feel guilty as we ended up with the worst of two evils. I don’t care if Donald John Trump goes to jail ever, as he displays mental instability problems and is in need of professional psychiatric first-aid help. He is living proof that Henry Murray’s experiments found detrimental side effects in “unwitting” patients. But when Hillary went fascinated on becoming the 1^st woman in the White House, those expectations were a blatant fool’s gold wish. See, my take is this. She should have thrown Bill out a long time ago, and then maybe she could have re-purposed her image instead of proving to the world she likes to be in an abused situation - just like the behavior most recently uncovered with another Oval Office brat, that Rob Porter. Maybe Bill left a memoir in the Oval Office “crapper” that was Porter’s guiding light on how to abuse the “Woman is the nigger of the world”. `Bill’s a maggot! Porter’s a maggot and yes indeed, the Moron is a perverted maggot. But when Hillary stayed with this piece of crap that made friends with child pervert Lolita Express, there was no way in hell she was going to establish a residency at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue - not on our watch! And then along comes Trump. Look, Hillary’s lose had nothing to do with Russia! Get over it, the GOP was a failed regime to begin with so could not stage fright a valid candidate and the other side of the isle was also in default, so this nation should have been educated to vote for Bernie Sanders. But we are inept monsters when it comes to politics. We want to be part of it by virtue our allegiance to the U.S. Constitution, yet we understand diddley squat and the ramifications of a feeble understanding is paramount to what is happening today. And we should not have to be experts in the field of politics, but when we have such a powerful lobby and money run amuck that indeed controls the outcome of elections, the system is broke and if it continues down the dead-end road of destruction and all about image is all that matters and nothing about Patriotism, the “Doomsday Clock” is telling US the truth. In ending, below is Bob Dylan’s dissertation about World War III, take note:

"Talkin' World War lll Blues"

Some time ago a crazy dream came to me
I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three
I went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words he could say
He said it was a bad dream
I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though
They were my own dreams and they're only in my head

I said, "Hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain"
He said, "Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane"
He grabbed my arm, I said, "Ouch!"
As I landed on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"

Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on

Well, I got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town
I stood a-wondering which way to go
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter and walked on down the road
It was a normal day

Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell
"Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man"
A shotgun fired and away I ran
I don't blame them too much though
They didn't know me

Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man
I said, "Howdy friend, I guess there's just us two"
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was a Communist

Well, I spied me a girl and before she could leave
"Let's go and play Adam and Eve"
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin'
You see what happened last time they started"

Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
And there was nobody aroun'
I got into the driver's seat
And I drove down to 42nd Street
In my Cadillac. Good car to drive after a war

Well, I remember seein' some ad
So I turned on my Conelrad
But I didn't pay my Con Ed bill
So the radio didn't work so well
Turned on my record player—
It was Rock-a-day Johnny singin', "Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa
Our Love's A-gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah"

I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue
I needed somebody to talk to
So I called up the operator of time
Just to hear a voice of some kind
"When you hear the beep it will be three o'clock"
She said that for over an hour
And I hung up

Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then
Sayin', "Hey I've been havin' the same old dreams
But mine was a little different you see
I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me
I didn't see you around"

Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybody's having them dreams
Everybody sees themselves
Walkin' around with no one else
Half of the people can be part right all of the time
Some of the people can be all right part of the time
But all of the people can't be all right all of the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that
"I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours"
I said that

April Fools We Are

Ok, correct me if I am wrong. In fact, castrate if it falls under the “incontrovertible covfefe” Moron withdrawal symptoms - a disgusting “White Man” disease of syphilis in collusion with Russian gonorrhea accompanied by Ingraham bed sores, for paying too damn much attention to that Judge Jeanine in the bottle of urine, the reason her voice is so distorted. I am glad the medicine man found a cure for that Coultergeist explosive diarrhea. And mind you, Judge Piranha wears the chastity balls-belt in the family and sonny boys Sean and Tucker can no longer be classified as the “Ball Brothers”, more like the “Eunuch Guys”. Now on February 2^nd, this year, Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, and went back into hibernation for another six weeks and so did the DOW fall back asleep, seems like a deep state coma. Get this, the ground hogs that occupy the White House lawns have refused to face reality, ever since Sarah Huckabee…I am glad the Country Music Awards canned daddy religious freak! I mean, I mean it is one thing no longer a separation of church from state, but we are in dire straits if Tammy Faye colludes with Maggie’s Farm! And with this February the “Shadow Knows”, at the same time as the time was ripe for “hooky hoodwinking”, the 115^th Congress disappeared for the umpteenth time this year alone! Just how many days of vagrancy before being expelled for the remainder of the year? And with March in like a Lion and too early to tell if out like a lamb, the DOW is decaying - so on par for out like a scram sham. So the Liar King - a.k.a. Rex Tillerson’s Fucking Moran - becomes delusional, thinking it’s already April? It has to be a pre-empted April Fool’s joke that was thought up by the itching-for-attention jock-strap for the Gridiron, but may have fallen on deadbeat ears, so the Liar King just sent a repost: “I am accomplishing a lot in Washington and have never had a better time doing something, and especially since this is for the American People!”

Half of the people can be part right all of the time
Some of the people can be all right part of the time
But all the people can't be all right all the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that

Dylan said that!!!

Crumbs? More Like PIQ Lips

Waaaaell laa-de-frikin-da, a “Pro-Trump” strychnine poll on Rex Tillerson’s Fucking Moron tank-thinks that 57% of Trump Supporters are now in agreement with Nancy Pelosi? Doesn’t matter the subject matter, just this mutual agreement. But wow, wild “Bomb Cyclone” tides a changin’ course with horses in midstream. Sounds like the PIQ - Political Intellectual Quota - divide, but it arouses the Clockwork Orange in me. Not “FAKE” like Access Hollywood “Big Phony Tits”, this poll that was concluded just now finds a majority of Trump’s “Fake Wrestlemania” fan chum base agrees with the California endangered spices, that with the “Tax Zeal Repeal Reform”, that “We the People” ended up with “crumbs”. I beg to differ, we ended up with leftovers from the Hansel & Heavy Gretel crumb path of no return. The full extinction of responsible taxation has yet to sink in, give it a few more days. See, like with Mitt and his concession “we ended up with a Lousy Hat” - MAGA backdrop - speak for yourself, as if that is what the 1% faction gained from the “crumb”…we ended up with the Lousy Hat’s headband sweat. And best get comfortable with anal-rim-shot politics, as when it comes to fruition - this Corporate Tax Cheat Skeet Shootout - and the Moron’s rebuild the infrastructure already at DOA funding and then the WALL takes away another 14-cents from my hard-earned buck and another 25-cents with a gasoline tax - bend over some more is the new GOP gang bang slut call! OK, time to place it all in perspective, as the “America the Beautiful” we once cherished is DEAD. See, many moons ago when the Bush Family doctrine was taking root after Reagan and H.W. and Dubya retired away, confidante and associate James Baker allowed an interview wherein he refused to have the American Flag as a backdrop? Why, because it was no longer just about “My Country ‘Tis of Thee” but about power and might rightfully so all about the moolah. Basically speakeasying,  we entered the “Shin Splint Zone” free-for-all the only thing that counts in life is just how much money one can amass, either through hook or crook. It was the time wherein WALL STREET went hawkish on the “Killing Fields”, that which promoted WAR, as the new age fascination to make money and gaining “portfolio” attention as these atrocities were taking place in nations most Americans had no idea existed. Nobody gave a rat’s ass, long as money was to be made by defense spending. It was the ultimate “out-of-sight out-of-mind” dueling banjoes Deliverance delivery. And today we have entered Phase II of morsel decay as Daddy Warbucks is now a perpetual motion eviction away from decency of mankind, the “Heel Spur Zone” and maybe sweat is all we will see as our Return-on-Investment and “Blood on the Tracks” and more and more kids coming home in a box - the Fucking Moron’s Presidency, defined as “here we go round the Mobius Strip”! Which means we are at a stage wherein only a major World War may give peace a chance after the bowery breaks, when those cesspools of greed then overflow with blood! Daddy Warbucks, a dream cometh true and we are all accomplices to this pathetic institute called “Humanity”! Bottom-line, that rabid skunk roaming the neighborhood has  more “Humanitarian” wherewithal, and that bark with bite is just trying to put some of us out of the misery of collusion of another misery upon another human. One thing for sure, if there be intelligent life somewhere out-there in the ether-world, we don’t have to worry about a visit because the way we “hate”, the welcome mat is paved with “Fools Gold”. PIQ? Political Intellectual Quota, it means the Mobius Strip wherein those on the right will forever oppose the left, even if we seem to be on the same page.

Bird Feeder vs. Moron

The Psychiatry of Bird Feeder

“TWEET”

The Psychiatry of a Trump President

He’s Rex Tillerson’s “Fucking Moron”, case closed!

Just in: Fucking Moron to give back Statue of Liberty to France on March 5^th due the “High Court” ruling in favor of extending Obama’s DACA.

Song for Miss Liberty, a.k.a. Joan Baez

WARNING: This Torch Kills FASCISTS

Forever Young

Bob Dylan

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you

May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay
Forever young

Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you

May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
And may you stay
Forever young

Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift

May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
And may you stay
Forever young

I’m a Fucking MORON

I guess when push comes to shove, we must admit our defeats and today…well I join the status of Rex Tillerson’s “I’m a Fucking Moron”. With that exoneration, I “unwittingly” join the fan club of 62984825 similarly situated Morons that pay tribute to “The Donald”. So add one to that lotto lot. Come on, don’t be afraid to admit defeat, join the rank and file and with another 2868690 “I’m a Fucking Moron” coming forward to renounce the perversion of “Access Hollywood”, then and only then the Moron can be considered the “Real McCoy”. Yes, that count is the vote total that the Fucking Moron somehow found convincing to give him residency in the White House, which still stands at the “minority”. And that “Green Light” to the White House, it included a preferential passport for that trophy wife, the 3^rd Lady who is a well-known world-renowned Nobel Laureate. Someday, maybe she will overtake the current 1^st Lady, Stormy Daniels and then push the 2^nd place contender out to pasture and away from the West Wing passion action, that Pal-boy Playboy bimbo. This “I’m a Fucking Moron” following is designed to fix things, for reasons of legitimacy, as it has been some 402-days gone bye-bye and we still question the occupants of the “White House”. OK, what used to be in the “White” is today basking in the “Fake Gold”. His Majesty the Fucking Moron’s hair color, don’t be fooled, it’s the same tone as “Fool’s Gold” and more in tune to the color of an old man’s pubic hairs. But my crossing over to the “Fucking Moron” side of the Russian “Troll” Booth bridge, stupidity. See, I went to a “Townhall” for a democratic wannabe, not that I am one of dem, but just wanted to see how the younger generation looks at the current “State of the Eunuch” affairs. Wow, these kids as our future leaders couldn’t come fast enough, they are very vocal on words like “Truancy” and “Treason” and “Turncoat”. Action words practiced by the 115^th GOP goonies Congress. Yet missing the action in the “T’s”, the “Big Phony Tits”. Therein was the telltale sign this was not Trump territory, and there were no spouses with “black eyes” at this community get-together for “Change”. But when I had to relieve my pain and suffering with toilet time, because I liked what I was hearing from the liberal progressives but am not or will not lower my expectations as a democrat and for that matter the only good the other side of the isle…there ain’t none, but Mr. Barney Rubble TP dispenser was empty! “Holy Shit” and Montezuma’s Revenge finds new meaning this abandonment. But not to worry, as I found a roll to foil off the stink finger intrusion. See, it was a “decorative” decoy roll of Donald John Trump’s mugshot shit-paper. With a few brews under my belly button, wow this was going to be something to talk about - I thought. I mean, I mean, Donald John Trump’s face wiping my ass! I haven’t seen this kind a fascination with ass-kissing since Rikishi Stinkface crapped in the “Rock’s” face on a televised Vince McMahon WWE special event just after the “Donald meets the Boogeyman”. Is that why Linda McMahon is the Fucking Moron’s pick for heading up the SBA? Boogeymen and face-sitting, good business partners for America! Just what are the qualifications to be part of this “Wet Dream Team”? We know playing golf half of the time to fool most of the people all of the time…whatever. Sorry, need to concentrate with the wipe priority. But just removing the cover of the Moron’s “prank” TP, it was starting to cause some contention, like letting the asshole Prince Rupert out of the FOX can. But it was time to clean-up after doing thy duty and yearning to get back to the Sarah Huckabee entertainment - for real her dad was fired from the Country Music Awards because he forgot about separation of “Church from State”. Whoopie cushion, use the same to get rid of the Fucking Moron. How non-charmin and creepy, in realization the Moron was looking up my asshole during the wipe-out stage. Finally, it was flush twice, it’s a long way to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Then my butt started itching beyond reason, like was this TP laced with “Hellfire Brimstone Itching Powder”, that prank & revenge stuff? And sure enough, the TP label had a “WARNING” that using this face to clean up shit can cause temporary distress and to use with caution. If itching occurs, see a bone spur specialist. Wow, so the Fucking Moron dodged the draft because he had an itchy ass and I bet when he starts WWIII, the itchy ass syndrome will be how his base eligible for “Serving” will be AWOL. So I have learned a lesson, and have thrown those Fucking Moron Inauguration condoms…

The Apprentice Anointed

“Something is very wrong” and escalating towards Armageddon seasoned with an Apocalypse Now reality! I didn’t say that, it is right out of the cat’s yapper that was let out of the Devin Nunes puke bag. Nunes, vermin vomit the definition of an Un-PATRIOTIC COWARD trying to represent Russian interests over “My Country ‘Tis of Thee”. With that, I am glad we see the reemerging of Colonel Kurtz. Is not there a law against “Treason”, like in the Nunes’ Memo fibbing filing? We know that members of Congress pay tribute to “Truancy”, but did they pass a law that allows for protection against self-incrimination Treason? So yes, “Something is Very Wrong”. And other warning signs consistent with “clear and present danger” abounds, as so with the paintings in the Oval Office yelling out this “Very Wrong” sentiment sentencing which is reverberated through Net Neutrality as “Mission Control, we have a problem”! Richard Nixon was well known to serenade those White House paintings with the heat of the night Watergate passion commencing, with “Chumptown Races” and can still be faintly heard even with all the background commotion with “Big Phony Tits” trying to get into the picture show. “De Chumptown ladies sing dis song-Doo-dah!” Damn, do I miss those days as today it is more in tune to “Tramptown whores have big phony tits, oorah! And so did Bill Clinton perform a ritual of serenading the four-squares a day of that Oval, and Monica was there to hum-job along. But maybe I missed the boat on this “Trade War” reality against Xi Jinpingpong, as China could retaliate with an economic castration, as over the years this foreign nation under “Communism” has alarmingly amassed a fortune in real estate here in the Homeland. Donald John Trump was once quoted as boasting he was the greatest real estate “red” baron in NYC. There may be some truth to this, as it started the “Trump Tower” family fortune way back in the days of Beach Haven housing segregation. It was the reason that the Kushner family planned a collusion affair with the “Tower”, wherein the Jared was “like father like son” and found a way to smooge the Moron’s daughter. It wasn’t out-of-scaramucchin, but lust for trust the diamonds not rust. If you don’t know what I am talking about, then you have no right ridiculing the Fucking Moron. OK, no holes barred. To understand this Moron, one must have some knowledge of his upbringing. One must be equipped with some knowledge why a family name remained, the “Christ” as in father Fred Christ Trump. It gives me chills, this middle name that means “Anointed”, it’s creepy as is the family interest in 666! Every time I see that JaRED character, reminds me of the “Mummy” from the Three Stooges, “We Want Our Mummy”. Talk about “Stooges”, there is a reason that Devin Nunes is being considered for an award, like the “Order of Friendship” given out by Russian Federation oligarchs and when it gets here it is renamed “Order of the Stooge”, for being a confidant in collusion as “Trump’s Stooge”. Way to go Nunes! But there may be a sinister reason as to why the Fucking Moron is trying to fuck Xi and China. Piss them “Commies” off, so they start caving in and dumping real estate in NYC. It will cause a local market showdown shakedown slowdown, and guess who will be in line to pick up on the cheap depressed holdings? Look, buying on the cheap and selling to the highest Russian oligarch has already demonstrated it can make a “Return-on-Investment” opportunity of 140% for the Moron family. Maybe your 401k on a good year would yield a bottom-feeder feedstock feedback of 14%, so wow where do I sign up for economic assistance from Vladimir Portnoy Putin’s Complaint? It is like this Simple Simon. Say your paper route or Kool-Aid stand brings in 1-dollar in profit after expenses. Now you could spend it on a hotdog, or visit Boris Jerkoff and invest it in say, kiddy porn. So, according to the “Trump Tower” standard when investing with Portnoy, that one measly “green buck” could yield back an extra…well enough to buy a footlong dog and onion rings to boot!  OK, in the real world when dealing in opportunities too good to be legally true, you don’t get the actual loot, just an IOU because this is how the Russian mob operates, by holding you hostage. The Fucking Moron refuses to release his family or “Tower” tax returns, because it is filled with hundreds of attachments - IOUs from shady characters. Now because of this shadiness as part of the “Art of the Deal”, it may allow for a discount on his tax burden. OK, Simple Simon once again to clarify the complexity of the “Trump Tower” finances. To begin, drum roll please…he pays no taxes because those IOUs never deliver, it merely boosts his financial portfolio to look so fine we wine and dine at the finest. The family appears to be wealthy when if reality were to sink in, Istinka would have to get a job at Wal-Mart. What else is she qualified for? It is an “Imaginary Ponzi Scheme”! OK, let me place it into perspective. A major oil company spends $millions$ to probe the deep waters of the Arctic Ocean, some 12-miles offshore wherein it is already realized we have not the engineering confidence to ever develop such resources in inhospitable frozen waters so close to Russia. Yet with the $millions$ spent to see if there is an oil puddle down below, well a delineation of that find can calculate the “Recoverable” stranded oil. And that “Find” can then be used to boost the company’s “Reserves” and that runs up the stock value - even if never a single drop of “Black Gold” is sucked out. It causes an artificial reef “debt relief”, it’s all imaginary. It looks good on paper only - the ultimate in snake oil, fool’s gold it is. So with the “Anointed” family, it is probably $millions$ in deeded debt, that which is being fenced by the Russian Federation to cover the portfolio’s shortfalls. It works like a forgiveness program. Have a payment due, then what are you going to do? Melanomia in need of a new custom jock strap, call Portnoy Putin’s Complaint. But it is just like the 115^th Congress, you turn to your body guard when the shit is about to hit the Mueller fan and right now the Fucking Moron’s only hope for salvation against “Treason” is in his affiliation with the Russian Federation Oligarchy - also know as Vladimir Portnoy Putin’s “Whore House”. One thing for sure since that 2018 inauguration, prostitution is alive and welcome to the family matters of this Commander-in-Briefs.

Marion Hammer's NRA

National Rifle Association Mission

If you are already dead from a bullet, we don’t give a rat’s ass about your predicament. We don’t give a rat’s ass about your sobbing SOB family. As the damage is done, move on as gun control cannot bring you back from this grave.

Ronald Reagan: “I do believe that an AK-47, a machine gun, is not a sporting weapon or needed for defense of a home.”

 NRA “Approval Rating” dropping like the DOW!

NRA is DOA