From the Washington Post this morning, “At the site overlooking where President John F. Kennedy was assassinated nearly six decades ago, scores of QAnon believers outfitted with “Trump-Kennedy 2024” shirts, flags and other merchandise gathered. They forecast the president’s son John F. Kennedy Jr., who has been dead for over 20 years, would appear at that spot, emerging from anonymity to become Donald Trump’s vice president when the former president is reinstated. The prophecy foretold online, of course, did not come true.”
That the Post had to add the last sentence, “The prophecy…of course, did not come true.” Really? Did they have to add that? A pizza box has printed on its side, “Open box before eating pizza.” Drano advises us that it’s not a beverage.
It’s hard enough to believe that hundreds of people would gather together, holding signs and banners that promote an expected Trump/JFK jr. ticket in 2024, but that even when he—and dozens more dead celebrities, such as Kobe Bryant, Debbie Reynolds, Robin Williams, Dale Earnhardt et alia—failed to appear, the expected venue was changed to a Rolling Stones Concert in Dallas last night. Someone noted that none of the dead celebrities had filed for a parade permit.
A political scientist and conspiracy theory expert Joseph Uscinski, opined, “Those attracted to these fringe theories incubated by the QAnon movement have certain personality characteristics, such as having malevolent qualities or leaning toward anti-establishment beliefs.” They are utterly and hopelessly detached from reality, a collective band of QAnon extremists (if such a thing is possible), for whom, even the belief that Trump is battling a Satan-worshiping cabal that traffics children for sex, is too mainstream.
Try to fix that.
And try to fix this: “Let’s Go, Brandon!”
It’s a waste of time to explain how this became what it has become, but “Let’s Go, Brandon” is a not-so-secret code, now shared widely in the GOP, for, get this, “Fuck you, Biden!” Too cowardly to say “Fuck you, Biden!” out loud, choosing instead to embrace juvenalia with a secret code that insiders—and now everybody—knows means the same thing, morons like Marjorie and Jeff Duncan, another congressman, proudly share communion by demonstrating and expressing their maturity with this not-so-secret phrase. So clever! So funny!
Fixing Marjorie Greene and Jeff Duncan isn’t in the works. Whenever I go to a grocery store I look at the milk cartons, hoping to see her or Lauren’s face on one of them.
Here’s a footnote, added later. Adults strike back, co-opting the little Republican children’s game.
Fixing Toni Morrison.
Laura complained to the Fairfax County School Board that she was horrified by the “explicit material” contained in Toni’s masterpiece, Beloved. Laura was equally undone by the suffering that her child had to undergo when he read it, (he couldn’t finish it) an event that brought him nightmares. Reading Beloved is for many, an exercise in empathy, presumably what should be taught in an advanced placement English literature course for 17 and 18 year olds.
Glenn Youngkin, the winning GOP governor of Virginia, featured Laura and her comments in what turned out to be a Thanksgiving dinner for the voters of Virginia—the end of Beloved, the end of learning racial injustice and a host of uncomfortable truths, which he conveniently combined in a catchall phrase called “Critical Race Theory”, an expression that for him and his constituents (had he not disavowed it), might have lead to first to understanding, then perhaps to empathy for those who lived the horrors to whom Laura et fils have closed their eyes. Here, stupid people, dine on that. Now the parents have control of the schools, the inmates run the asylum, and patients can direct their doctors to give them Ivermectin.
And how can we forget a disinformation campaign purportedly engineered by Russia? “Russia is going bananas in its efforts to undermine a coronavirus vaccine being developed by Britain’s Oxford University — claiming it could turn people into monkeys, according to a report.” Of course it does. As Mr. Trump might have added, “Everybody knows that.”
The Real Problem.
Stupidity, like dust, breeds. Cyrus Vance, where are you? DOJ, where are you? Georgia, where are you? We know where Marjorie, Lauren Boebert, Glenn Youngkin, Jim Duncan, Paul Gosar, and Donald Trump are. Without prosecution these fuckwits will continue to destroy the country that we thought we knew, a country that bears little resemblance to the one outside our front doors now.
And BTW…Republican US Rep Lauren Boebert's campaign incorrectly stated she is a representative of Utah not Colorado in a report submitted with the Federal Election Commission on Thursday. In an amended filing, submitted on Thursday, Boebert's was listed as being hailing from the neighbouring western state.
The Offense rests.