Showing posts with label Fuck That Guy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fuck That Guy. Show all posts

Thursday, February 26, 2026

A fantasy... Donnie Is Gonna Learn Today!

The following is a purely fictional account that is not about any real person, living or dead, I promise. 

It resulted from a ChatGPT prompt that David Gerrold had used just to pass the time. I took the idea, ran it through Copilot, refining it as we went through several iterations and laughing my ass off and shaking my head all the way through.

Since it was David's idea, I got his permission before bastardizing it.

Really, this is fiction, and bears NO resemblance to real people, seriously!

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

SCOTUS Overturns Trump’s Tariffs and Trump Loses His Mind About It



SCOTUS finally did what everyone with a functioning frontal lobe knew was coming. They looked at Trump’s tariff stunt, checked it against the Constitution, and said no. Not maybe. Not sort of. Not later. Just fucking NO!

According to the reporting, the ruling was simple. A president does not get to rewrite trade law because he feels like playing Tough Motherfucker. Congress did not authorize the kind of free for all Trump tried to pull. The Court reminded everyone that presidential power has fucking limits. That is their goddam job. That is the whole point of the fucking judiciary.

And Trump reacted exactly how he always reacts when someone refuses to kiss the friggin' ring...

Friday, February 20, 2026

Impeach and CONVICT Trump NOW!

 



There is a point where a country either wakes up or sleepwalks straight off a cliff. People keep acting like this is just another news cycle, another round of political noise,or another thing to scroll past on the way to cat videos and dinner plans. But this isn't background static. This is the fire alarm blaring at full volume while half the country pretends it's a ringtone. We're living inside an emergency, and the refusal to name it is part of the emergency.

Because this is not about one moment, one headline, or one outrageous quote. It's an accumulation, a pattern, the relentless grinding erosion of guardrails and basic expectations of leadership. Every time something crosses a line, the line gets redrawn a little further out, and people shrug a little harder, and the whole thing becomes a little more normal and accepted...

Thursday, February 19, 2026

The Board of "Peace" and The Threat of War




I read an article in The Guardian about how Trump sits at the head of something he is calling the “Board of Peace” and somehow manages to threaten Iran with “bad things” if they do not fall in line within ten days. Ten days. Like he is handing out a goddam eviction notice instead of talking about potential military action. He says the talks have been “good,” as if that word magically cancels out the threat hanging off the end of his sentence like a loaded weapon.

So there he is, perched on his shiny new “Board of Peace,” casually dangling the possibility of war like it's a fucking party favor. Peace, apparently, now means “do what I fucking say or I will blow your shit up.” Peace means smiling for the cameras while you rattle sabers under the table. Peace means pretending diplomacy is happening while you count down to violence like it is a goddam game show.

The fucking absurdity is so thick you could spread it on toast...

How the FUCK Are MAGA Followers Still Worshipping This Guy?

 




At this point, trying to understand MAGA loyalty feels like trying to explain why a goddam raccoon keeps coming back to the same dumpster fire. You’d think eventually the smell of burning garbage and shit would register. But no, they’re still there, still digging, still convinced they’ve found treasure while the rest of us are fucking gagging.

Because honestly, how in fuck do you keep supporting someone after everything that’s come out? We’re talking about a man with multiple criminal convictions, a man who’s been at the center of more lawsuits than a defective chainsaw company, a man who is all over the Epstein files (and probably guilty of pedophilia), a man whose public behavior would get any normal person fired, shunned, or at least politely escorted out of the building. But not him. No, he’s their golden calf with a spray tan and a microphone...

Monday, February 09, 2026

We’re Not Imagining This - It’s the Same Motherfucking Playbook





Let’s stop pretending this shit is subtle. The current administration is running the same early‑stage authoritarian bullshit the Nazis pulled, and everyone acting shocked can go ahead and sit down. This isn’t hysteria. This isn’t exaggeration. This is the part of the history book where the margins should be screaming “PAY ATTENTION, YOU DUMBASS MOTHERFUCKERS!”

People love to imagine fascism arrives with jackboots and bonfires on day one. No. It shows up with a smirk, a flag, and a bunch of assholes insisting that cruelty is “policy.” It shows up with leaders who talk like bullies, act like bullies, and then pretend they’re victims when anyone calls them out. It shows up with crowds chanting garbage that sounds like it was ripped straight out of a 1930s hate rally, except now it’s amplified by social media and weaponized stupidity...

Tuesday, February 03, 2026

Poem: Flood The Streets



They thought we’d stay quiet.  

They thought we’d scroll past.  

But we showed up with boots, signs, and middle fingers raised.  

We flooded the streets like a goddamn tidal wave.  

Every chant a curse. Every step a threat.  

We’re not asking. We’re demanding.  

And we’re not leaving till the bastards sweat.

You built your empire on silence and spin.  

On cages, on lies, on blood-soaked grin.  

But we cracked the concrete with our rage.  

We tore your speeches into confetti.  

We pissed on your podium.  

We screamed truth so loud it shattered your glass.

This is not a protest.  

This is a reckoning.  

This is every ignored voice turned into a fucking war drum.  

This is the sound of your power dying.  

This is the sound of us 

Unapologetic, unfiltered, unrelenting.

We don’t want your reforms.  

We want your resignation.  

We want your trials.  

We want your legacy burned down to ash.  

We want the history books to say:  

“They rose. They raged. They won.”

So keep your barricades.  

We’ll climb them.  

Keep your riot cops.  

We’ll outlast them.  

Keep your lies.  

We’ll drown them.  

Because we flood the streets.  

And we don’t fucking stop

Until you're dead and gone.

Punk Lyrics: Nuremberg For Today



[Verse 1]

You signed the orders, you built the hell,

You watched the bodies drop and said “Oh well.”

You called it legal, we call it war

And we’ve got receipts, you corrupt little whore.


[Chorus]

The trials are coming, better learn to plead,

For every stolen breath and every dirty deed.

You wore the badge, you played the part

Now the reckoning’s here, and it’s tearing you apart.


[Verse 2]

You caged the kids, you fed the lies,

You let the sick die while you monetized.

You laughed in court, you rigged the game

But history’s a bitch and she remembers your name.


[Bridge]

No more silence, no more spin,

We’re carving your legacy into rusted tin.

Every file, every tape, every bloodstained page

Will scream your crimes from a burning stage.


[Chorus]

The trials are coming, better learn to plead,

For every stolen breath and every dirty deed.

You wore the badge, you played the part

Now the reckoning’s here, and it’s tearing you apart.


[Outro]

This ain’t revenge, it’s righteous fire

A courtroom choir and a funeral pyre.

We’ll drag your name through every verse

And bury your legacy in the motherfucking dirt.

Monday, February 02, 2026

The United States Has Become A Crime Scene and the Government Is Holding the Blood Dripping Blade


The United States feels like it is being peeled apart layer by layer, and the last few weeks have been a nonstop avalanche of cruelty, incompetence, and raw authoritarian hunger. It is like watching a house burn down while the people holding the hoses argue about whether fire is even real. Every day brings another headline that makes you want to scream until your throat tears. Every day brings another reminder that the people in charge are not just failing at their jobs. They are actively choosing violence, chaos, and suffering because it benefits them.

The last three weeks have been a grotesque parade of power flexing and moral decay. It feels like the country is being held hostage by people who get off on watching others suffer. Every press conference is a performance of arrogance. Every policy announcement feels like a threat. Every smug grin from the people responsible for this mess feels like a slap in the face to anyone who still believes in basic human decency. It is infuriating. It is nauseating. It is enough to make you want to tear the whole system down to the studs and start over...

Ukraine Is Still Standing and Russia Is Still Throwing a Tantrum




Russia’s full scale invasion keeps dragging on like the world’s most deranged midlife crisis, and somehow the Kremlin still has not figured out that Ukraine is not going to fucking die just because Moscow thinks it should. Ukraine is fighting for its existence while Russia stomps around like a pissed off toddler who found out the universe does not revolve around its crusty Soviet nostalgia fantasies. Every missile Russia fires is another pathetic attempt to bully a country that has already proven it would rather crawl through hell than surrender a single inch of its land.

Ukraine keeps doing the impossible. Cities get blown to shit and people sweep up the debris and rebuild like it is just another Tuesday. Soldiers rotate out of trenches that look like the inside of a nightmare and go right back because they refuse to let their country be turned into Putin’s personal fucking theme park. Families scatter across continents and still manage to support each other with a level of resilience that makes Russia’s entire propaganda machine look like a clown show. The whole nation is held together by grit, grief, and a collective fuck you aimed directly at Moscow...

Wednesday, January 28, 2026

THEY WANT YER GUNS, BILLY BOB!


Bill Clinton will take your guns.

Obama will take your guns.

Bernie is coming for the guns.

Hillary is going to take your guns.

Buttigieg, Klobuchar, Gabbard, Biden, Kerry, Gore, they will wrench the gun from your cold dead gripping fingers!

So who wants the guns?

Looks like the entire Trump administration does...

Sunday, January 25, 2026

MAGA, motherfuckers! Seig Heil!

 



Now that it could be them, they're speaking out

 





I'm going to say it, and a lot louder for those in the back.

When it was "just" black men and women being shot in the street like rabid dogs by law enforcement, the country just mostly shrugged and went on to the next ex-judicial killing of innocent people. Because obviously, they were nefarious criminals who were outside walking or driving while black with ulterior motives. Can't be having with that.

Then it was a white woman in Minneapolis, and people started getting mad. But it was only a woman, and a Lesbian at that, so only a few people got angry. A wife has been widowed, a child has been orphaned, and Donald Trump says that this woman who was sitting in a vehicle and speaking peacefully was, and I fucking quote, "A professional agitator".

Now it's a white man.

And now shit is getting real to the MAGA 2A ammosexual fuckheads.

Now they're not liking it. Now the NRA is speaking out. 

Because next time, it could be them or the guy they play poker with on Tuesday nights.

NOW the Republicraps are starting to blink an eye.

Not Trump and Miller, of course. Those pieces of shit just want most of us dead.

But they're starting to see what's actually going down.

Maybe THIS will be the spark that fans into a major flame.

Something's got to fucking give.

Wednesday, January 14, 2026

Reblogging Stacie Rose - It's about power


Yesterday, the Supreme Court heard arguments about trans girls in girls’ sports.

Let’s stop pretending this is a good-faith debate.

The political right is openly demanding that two opposite things be true at the same time, and they don’t even care anymore if anyone notices.

Tuesday, January 13, 2026

Reblogging Occupy Democrats: And This Bird You Cannot Chain...




Occupy Democrats
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BREAKING: Trump MELTS DOWN on factory floor, shouts “F*CK YOU!” and flips off worker who yelled “PEDOPHILE PROTECTOR!”

Donald Trump’s carefully choreographed “working man” photo-op at a Detroit Ford plant went completely off the rails — and straight into the gutter — when the president responded to a factory worker’s shout with a profanity and a raised middle finger.

While touring the Ford River Rouge complex in Dearborn, Michigan ahead of a speech on the economy, the sitting president was heckled by a worker who shouted “pedophile protector” as Trump walked above the assembly line. Instead of ignoring it, addressing it, or acting remotely presidential, Trump did what he does best: he lost his temper.

Video from the scene shows Trump yelling back “F--- you!”, pointing angrily — and then escalating by flipping the worker the middle finger. Yes, the president of the United States gave a blue-collar autoworker the bird on camera during a public appearance.

So much for “respecting American workers.”

The shout referenced Trump’s long-documented past association with Jeffrey Epstein, the disgraced financier and convicted sex offender whose name still haunts Trump’s orbit as questions swirl over the slow release of Epstein-related records. Trump has denied wrongdoing and insists he cut ties with Epstein years ago after a falling-out at Mar-a-Lago. He has not been charged with any crime connected to Epstein.

But none of that explains why a president who claims to be “strong” and “in control” instantly unraveled over a single shouted phrase.

Instead of rising above it, Trump descended into a full-blown tantrum — cursing and gesturing obscenely at a worker whose taxes help pay his salary. This wasn’t a private moment. It wasn’t a hot mic slip. It was a filmed, public display of rage and contempt.

TMZ summed it up bluntly: Donald Trump turned into “Donald Grump,” unleashing an F-bomb and flipping the “bald eagle” in response to criticism. That’s not leadership. That’s insecurity on full display.

And let’s not miss the irony: this happened at a Ford plant — the very kind of workplace Trump loves to use as a political backdrop while attacking unions, undermining worker protections, and pushing policies that benefit billionaires over labor.

When challenged, Trump didn’t defend his record. He didn’t correct the accusation. He didn’t show empathy. He flipped off a worker and cursed him out. This is who he is when the cameras catch him off-script: thin-skinned, volatile, and openly hostile to dissent.

The irony couldn’t be richer. Trump claims to stand with workers, yet when one speaks out, he responds with contempt. He claims moral outrage against his critics, yet answers serious accusations with a middle finger.

Detroit didn’t get an economic message that day. It got a reminder of exactly who Donald Trump is when the cameras are rolling — and when they’re not.

Presidential? Not even close. The middle finger wasn’t just aimed at one man on the factory floor. It was aimed at anyone who dared to question him.

Please like and share to show the world the contempt that Trump displays toward anyone who dares to challenge him.

Andrea Yates




I recently read a book by Suzy Spencer, "Breaking Point" about the lead up to, the event of, and the aftermath of Andrea Yates drowning her five children. The book takes you through the years before the event and the Yates family's living situation and family dynamic, the murders, and the trial. It was a really gripping read, and had me in tears at times. If you have Kindle Unlimited, the book is free to read. Otherwise, Kindle is $2, and new copies start at $14 plus shipping, and go up from there...

Monday, January 12, 2026

Reblogging Michael Jochum - Clots and Prayers




It's extremely unfair to speculate about Trump's health just because he’s elderly and can't form linear thoughts and has the diet of a first grader who won the lottery and his flesh has been changing color like autumn leaves.

Even the most monstrous structures carry a weakness inside them, a small rebellion under pressure. Similar to a blood clot in the physical body. I believe in that weakness. Go, clot. Do your work

Clots and prayers

I Will NOT Go Quietly!

 

This is what they're LEGALLY permitted to do.

But do not be fooled. They do NOT follow the fucking law.

If you are confronted by them, be very aware that they do not give a FUCK about you, the law, being civil, being decent, or anything else.

They're gonna have to shoot me down, because I will not go quietly.


SOS MOTHERFUCKERS!!

 


Walz has the National Guard on standby in Minneapolis.

ICE is flooding the city, over 2000 ICE thugs, which is larger than the Minneapolis PD by a HUGE amount (Minn. has between 570 and 590 police officers). They are beating citizens, doing door to door searches (which is OUTSIDE their purview!), arresting citizens and legal residents, brutalizing them, then refusing them medical aid. They have murdered at least one woman, and who the fuck KNOWS what they have done behind closed doors where they won't let congressmembers go, even though the LAW says they have to let the representatives in. 

At some point, there will be open warfare in the streets. It may be in Minneapolis. It may be Chicago. It may be Los Angeles or New York or Miami or Dallas.

But it's going to happen, because Trump WANTS it to happen. He's fucking wallowing in this filth he's created.

And when it happens, a lot of innocent citizens are going to get hurt, and some will die.

We need help. Desperately.

Sunday, January 11, 2026

This idiocy again?




Machado wants to give Trump her Nobel Prize, or so the gossip rags say. Of course Donald is acting humble, saying, "Well, you know, whatever she wants to do is fine, it's just an honor to be considered." Sure, Donald, and for me, it's just an honor to rob a bank for ten million dollars, when I know the police will not arrest me, because I'm paying them all off

But, Senora Machado, sweetie, you have a lot to learn. I mean, basically it works like this: