This is the first thing I’ve read since November 8th that perfectly sums up how I feel, so, in it’s entirety, a little piece by the Rude One … enjoy, pass it on …
Let’s Just Pretend the Russian Dossier Is True Because Fuck That Trump Guy
If you were unfortunate enough, you got to watch or listen to the freak show this morning where President-Elect and human/gila monster hybrid Donald Trump sputtered and free-associated his way through what you might consider answers to the questions in a press conference. It was one of those embarrassing moments for the entire nation that we all better get used to. At some point, Trump is going to be at a gathering of world leaders and one of them is going to say, “What the fuck are you saying, you fucking brain damaged moron? Fuck, I thought Bush was dumb.” And most of us in the United States will just look away, ashamed of Trump, like he’s our boyfriend’s racist grandpa who can’t stop talking about what “the blacks” need to do.
What Trump said today doesn’t matter because he’s a filthy liar who traffics in the kind of hyperbole that’d make P.T. Barnum go “Whoa, there, man, calm that shit down.” He’s lying about the extent of his separation from his business. He forced his tax lawyer to lie about the emoluments clause of the Constitution. Essentially, he said, “You should be so fortunate to have me as president that I shouldn’t have to do anything that every other modern president has done, but here’s a couple of bones so you can shut the fuck up.” Motherfucker, you ran for president. You asked for the office. Divest or get the fuck out. But he won’t because truth and honesty don’t matter.
What does matter is that he is so obviously deranged, so blatantly incapable of complex thought, that he more or less just repeated everything from his campaign, layering on extra degradation for members of the press that he didn’t like. When Jim Acosta of CNN tried to insist on getting in a question because Trump kept attacking his network, I wanted him to keep going until Trump went into a full-blown Captain Queeg-like strawberry-seeking paranoid fit.
Meanwhile, so many questions surround the dossier prepared by a former UK spy as oppo research for some campaign (maybe JEB!’s). It’s sopping wet with allegations of Russia trading DNC email releases through Wikileaks in return for Trump backing off criticism of the annexation of Crimea, as well as the desire for Trump to criticize NATO’s expansion, both of which he did. There’s the corruption, with the allegations of bribes and kickbacks in deals with China. Then there’s all the hookers and golden showers and other possible blackmail material, most of which would fall on deaf ears like drops of urine running down Trump’s manboobs. God, how the media are flagellating themselves and each other over the material, over whether it should have been released, how it hasn’t been corroborated, no matter how reliable the sources are, what it means for future allegations and…
You know what? Fuck it. Let’s act like Republicans for a little while and just state everything as if it’s true. In fact, even if it’s proven to be 35 pages of utter fantasy, let’s just keep saying it’s true. Because, see, Trump made his political career, fuck, much of his entire career, on lies, and almost all Republicans didn’t have the honor to say, “No, sorry, that’s just something he’s pulling out of his ass.” The mainstream media had no problem doing story after story about whether or not Barack Obama was born in the United States, a lie that Trump fingered and humped like it was the American flag with a pussy. Facts are dead, as Reince Priebus and Newt Gingrich and other Trump surrogates told us. We create our own reality, real reality be damned. So fuck it all. Trump can say he won in a “landslide” (he didn’t), he can say he didn’t say things that he said on video or that he tweeted, he can push a voter fraud fable like it’s beyond reproach, he can claim that inner cities are hellholes of crime, and he can say that his political opponents are doing, have done, or will do things that are not even in the realm of actual. And he just doesn’t care if you tell him he’s wrong or there are facts that contradict him. It doesn’t matter.
And I haven’t even gotten into the sea of Republican and nutzoid conservative lies over the decades that drowned Hillary Clinton, up to and including the email controversy and the completely bugfuck insane Pizzagate.
So fuck it. It’s time for Democrats to have some fun. Let’s not even allow the idea that the Russian dossier isn’t true. Let’s just go with that it’s totally true. It’s right there in writing. Page 27: Trump “paid bribes to further his interests” in doing business in St. Petersburg, where he “participated in sex parties. Or page 2: “The Kremlin had been feeding Trump and his team valuable intelligence on his opponents, including Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton, for several years.” Let’s just repeat it over and over and demand investigations and more investigations if those don’t turn up what we want and let’s force the media to keep talking about it and make it the only talking points so that all we can think about with Trump is that he is a corrupt loser who watches hookers piss. It feels like it’s true, so let’s go with the truthiness instead of the truth. Why should we be left behind in the rush to jump off the cliff of reason?
Trump force-fed us his nonsense. He’s still doing that now. Instead, make him choke on this dossier.
(Note: Of course, we won’t do it. Because at the end of the day, we sadly still have some sense of devotion to facts. It is our tragic flaw as liberals.)