Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes
< Le Sigh >
If’ it ain’t one thing it’s another. This here country, if’n I was to write the headlies these days, it’d be something like “Murica Eats Loco Weed, Goes Bananas in Triplicate, Film at 11:00”. Yeah, What really trips me out is I honestly thought that that fucking weirdo fucking psycho Tranny-Nonbinary Whackjob that was announced as the Czar of Nukular Waste and Sheee-it was a fucking joke man.
Like for really-reelz y’all.
And then I saw more
Are we sure that they didn’t mean that this twink wasn’t found in Nukular Waste?
‘Cos that -might- explain it. A fucking Dog Rapist Mutant? Found in among the cracked and glowing casks of waste at the Springfield Nuke plant? And yeah, this seems like something a ‘Simpsons’ episode would riff on. And speaking of Animation?
Who wears it better? The above or
That’s HIM from the Powerpuff Girls FYI, a bit of a Twink character itself.
I’m not sure how to look at this…
I mean it’s a moment of “You’ve gone to far” for the whole “
Look at how diverse and accepting we are!!!!!”
Listen, y’all know, my spawn #2, my daughter is trans, leastways she sez she is, but I’m waaaaay accepting of teh gay lifestyle as long as you keep it to yer damned selves. Don’t insist I ‘bend the knee’ or demand a ‘by you leave’ sort of thing… that’ll earn an asswhupping.
That being said however, this fucking loon?
In charge of Nukular Waste nationwide?
Add on, is this to embrace the Kink-Twink-Self-Admitted Dog Fucker
Now, THIS IS NOT FEDPOASTING
For certain, this’s a “what if this’s bait” for a idiot.
As in, the better question is, is this a willfull and intentional provocation to see if one of the ‘lesser-wrapped’ folks on /ourside goes “Oh Hells No! Kills it with FIRE!” and goes out and then kills (‘assassinates’ in the terminology they’ll use) a “valued and much-beloved IMPORTANT Assistant Secretary of Spent Fuel and Waste Disposition in the Office of Nuclear Energy for the Department of Energy.”?
I mean when you think about it, the position is minor. I truly don’t give two shits. Thing is it IS a cabinet level (Presidential Appointee) and therefore, as even MOAR terrifying as it could get, is that the Secretary of Energy is #15 in Presidential Succession.
Imagine if you will, a scene from Tom Clancy’s “Debt of Honor” when the Japanese Pilot takes out the State of the Union with a 747. Imagine now that this’s now, and the Twin k is running behind shcedule ‘cos they/them’s makeup just isn’t ‘fierce enough’ and is the highest ranking Cabinet Member to survive.
Which I’m pretty sure -no one- in the administration of Fucktards running the Glorious and Harmonious P&PBUH (Plus 10%) Orifice of The (p)Resident, The Dementor-in-Chief, Emperor Poopypants the First, Chief Executive of the Kidsmeller Pursuivant, Good Ole Slo Xi-Den and Company ever thought that far ahead
Good Planners They Ain’t.
They couldn’t organize a gangbang in a Bangkok Whorehouse with a fistload of Rubles.
I could easily imaging the discussion betwix these luminaries:
“The deplorables haven’t taken –any- of the bait we’ve been throwing out there!”
“I didn’t get a ‘harumph’ outta that guy!”
“Give the (p)Resident a harumph!”
“You watch your ass… now, we need to really get under the yokels skins… How about a Twink that they’ll gun down in a New York Second?”
I mean is it me, or appointing this Twink a revised edition of “Blazing Saddles” ‘cept instead of a Black Guy, it’s the fucking Weirdo Twink-Dog Fucker? Dunno, but to me, I’ve been correct occasionally. Much to my own self loathing.
More Later I Remain The Intrepid Reporter