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Wednesday, December 18, 2019

The Pope of Staten Island

You want to take down a cult leader, make him (and all churches) pay taxes. You want to take down Cult 45, it's even simpler -- point and laugh at him. Every time.

This is not complicated. It's as plain as the as the tang-coated, adderall-stuffed nose on his fat fucking face. You don't need another interminable psych composite to recognize a narcissistic sociopath when you hear and see one, especially when you can scarcely avoid them for years on end.

The defining characteristic of this honking, soulless turd is his vainglory, and its complete lack of being tethered to reality. It would be one thing if he had some or any skill or core competence. It should be clear to all but the cult that he does not, unless you count incessant lying and losing other people's money.

Where he gets traction is that he recognizes that we are in a time and a society that has little use for facts or empirical data. This allows people with no conscience or character to simply manufacture self-serving lies, or repeat a familiar litany of them that the fan club can sing along to. The sociopath also knows that his honorable opponent will waste time and energy trying to refute the lies, while the sociopath just shrugs and moves on to the next one.

What do I keep saying about knowing your audience? A corollary to that would be if you want to poach market share from a competitor, you should not only know your audience, but your competitor's audience as well.




Obviously Trump takes himself way too seriously, even for someone who did happen to have any sort of meaningful skill. Since he does not, that is a double vulnerability. Instead of refuting some particular point of bullshit he lobbed, Democrats should just chuckle mirthlessly, roll their eyes, shrug their shoulders, and say, Yeah, sure, whatever. You believe that, I gotta Trump University PhD to sell ya, cheap. Package deal with the Brooklyn Bridge.

When Trump retweets some lame Photoshop of his head on Stallone's body to show what a stud he is, or on Greta Thunberg's body to troll her for STEALING HIS MAGAZINE COVER, it is meant to inspire reactions of fear, concern, frustration, outrage. That is how libs are pwned, you see. It's all just a game to them -- a pathetic one, but a game all the same.

So you change the game, turn his own tactics back on him. He whines about being impeached over his "perfect" phone call, you respond, you mean perfect like spending twice as much to bail out soybean farmers because of your trade war than we spent saving the auto companies a decade ago? Perfect like that casino you bankrupted after Daddy bought $3 million in chips (which is money laundering) to try to bail out your bidness-genius ass? Perfect like the decimated national security infrastructure, which is a serious and ongoing vulnerability?

The problem is that Democrats are undermining themselves by outdated, one-sided beliefs in "collegiality" and "respect for the office," neither of which is observed by Trump nor his party of servile traitors. They seriously think that if they can just get him out of there, things will "return to normal," as if things were normal before Trump.

Amazing how they all collectively forgot about the hundreds of federal judges -- plus Merrick Garland -- that Addison Fucking McConnell simply refused to confirm, long before Trump was ever a contender, much less the nominee. And now McConnell and his little show dog Lindsey are openly declaring their pre-trial bias.

Imagine a criminal trial where the jury foreman goes to the local news channel and flat-out promises to work with the defendant's lawyers. That is literally what McConnell is doing. He should be expelled from the Senate, for this and countless other violations of his oath of office. He seems to be having some sort of weird contest with Graham and Devin Nunes to see who can be the biggest straight-up traitor to this country.

One party works evil and sows discord on behalf of plutocratic insurgents and authoritarian fundamentalists; the other party thinks they can fight those things with their patented blend of pusillanimous technocratic fake-idealism, and lots of decorum. Simple as that.

The main thing is to communicate the lack of fear and frustration, specifically in terms of mockery and ridicule. So, has your boyfriend Kim Jong Un loaded up the nukes on his submarines yet? How's that love letter exchange going? Which bondage shop are you two registered at for the wedding?

The rest of the world is laughing at us, dictators love him, China wants him to stay because they know they can roll him, and he hasn't hurt the people here that he's supposed to be hurting -- besides immigrants, of course. All of those things and more should be brought up at every opportunity, rubbed into his fake-tan raccoon-eyed face. I remind my Trump-supporting friends and relatives of those things every time they try to poke me, and you know what? They don't bother anymore. They loved it when it pissed me off, but now that I remind them that the money they paid for their swag just went to by him more adult diapers, they're not as enthusiastic.

The sooner the Democrats figure this out, the better off they'll be. They don't have to "beat him" at "his game" -- frankly, he's not even a good trash-talker, it's just that he's brought this dopey kayfabe ethos into an arena that wasn't ready for it -- they just have to show that they're not cowed by his bluster, that they know he's an empty, ill-fitting suit.

Because even if they do win -- hell, especially if they win -- it's going to get so much uglier. The Borg don't fuckin' care, guys -- they mocked a wounded combat veteran fifteen years ago, running against two draft-dodgers. They have no morals, no principles, no scruples. I don't know the best way to counter all that, but we can all see what isn't working.

You don't have to take his shit, or their shit, or anyone's shit. Supposedly they still work for us. Remind them of that in every (peaceful) way possible. Call their offices, remind their staffers what sort of people they choose to work for, that there's much more respectable work to be had down at the Wal-Mart. Boycott the fuckin' Kentucky Derby and their NCAA basketball team. We may not be able to change the situation, but we sure as hell don't have to participate in it.

In the meantime, fuck that jabbering loser, every day in every way. Merry Impeachmas!

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