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Wednesday, September 22, 2021

So The Ivermectin Didn't Work, Huh?

Hmmm. Who could have imagined that a veterinary treatment for de-worming horses wouldn't work for an airborne corona virus in people? Strange that.

You're still sick, and getting sicker. What to do, what to do?

Do not go to the hospital! They're kinda crowded right now, anyway. Remember, you don't trust doctors and their so-called "science". And their fancy vaccines.

So what if they've proved effective for literally hundreds of millions of people. You're a free citizen. Not a sheep. You will not be forced into any Deep State/Bill Gates/George Soros vaccine genocide!

(Forget for a second that the entire Trump family has been vaccinated. And so has everyone at Fox News. And probably every Republican member of Congress, too.)

You've done a lot of "research" on the Internet and you're pretty sure you know more about this than any "expert". Your body. Your choice.

If the horse paste didn't work there must be another way...

Do not despair. Do not worry. There are a multitude of other "cures" that the Deep State doesn't want you to know about:

Prayer. Pray really hard and really long and, if Jesus truly loves you, He and His Dad will probably save you. And if They don't, well, that just shows you're not worthy.

There are hundreds, if not thousands, of other veterinary ointments, serums, drugs, etc. Make what remains of your life one probably not too long experiment. (I was going to say "science" experiment, but that might frighten the target audience.)

(By the way, has it occurred to these people that veterinarians are doctors, too? They went to a form of Med school. They use the science they learned there every fucking day. On animals.)

The old Roman method of dealing with unfortunate events. Draw a nice, warm bath. Sit in it comfortably while with a straight razor you open the veins in both wrists. I'm told this really doesn't hurt much. "Turn off your mind, relax, and float down stream. It is not dying..." Well, actually it is dying. But at least you'll no longer have to suffer in this socialist hellhole. Am I right?!

For those without a bathtub, a plastic bag over the head, tightly taped around the neck, is not nearly as elegant as the Roman method, nor as painless, but ultimately just as effective.

Finally, don't forget about Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson. You probably have a bunch of different calibers to choose from. Buy American! Go out with a bang! Own the Libs!


Thursday, September 9, 2021

The Grift Goes On

Just as there are people still waiting to be Raptured.

Just as there were, for many years, Japanese soldiers hiding in the jungles of the South Pacific, convinced that WWII was still a "thang", indeed a "winnable thang", long after the A bombs had closed that book.

Just as there are no doubt countless steamer trunks, full of Confederate War bonds tucked away in double wide trailers all across the South, hoping for...well, you know.

So there are apparently millions of people willing to send money to Donald J. Trump for his next "campaign" or "audit" or "whatever".

Other than the "whatever" part, none of this money will be spent on what they think.  

No, Donald J. Trump will spend that money on debt service, on lawyers, on trying to maintain what remains of his lifestyle.

On propping up the crumbling facade of "whatever" remains of Trump World.

The campaign will never happen. The audits are a lunatic's fantasy. Hopefully, "whatever" is left of the Trump family in 2024 will be doing laps around the yard of a maximum security prison somewhere hot.

It is not really that surprising that the chuckle headed MAGAts still, against all reason and all reality, continue to send whatever money they can scrape together to Trump.

They believe in him. Just like many of them believe in the pompadoured flim-flam men that sell them   Jesus. 

And so, money they can't afford to part with is bundled off for yet another Salvation raffle ticket. Collect the whole set. All the while they sit and wait while their Shepherd expands his media empire, buys the latest Gulfstream, and chuckles all the way to the bank.

I wonder what will happen when the Men O' God figure out that Trump's grift is cutting into their grift?

Hell to pay, I'd say.