Sunday, March 10, 2019

March 9, 2019 I saw Chris Matthews,


March 9, 2019

I saw Chris Matthews, he of the designer rubber pants because Trump’s merry pranks have caused him to suffer, enjoy – and they are the same to those afflicted by tertiary Trump derangement syndrome – never ending micturition leading to enuresis unseen by most urologists, last night on national TV. That he pissed in his pants was a given. He also spit out an imperial pint of sputum – non-TB-laden, I hope, hope – after he announced that Paul Manafort would not be bastinadoed, strapadoed and then given a one-way ticket to Papillon’s digs on Devil’s Island.

His projectile froth resembled a cow, a very big cow, pissing on a flat rock.

Mind you, this was because Manafort was not sentenced for a crime he was never accused of, for which he was never tried so he could not be found guilty. A “big fucking   deal”, to cite Curly Biden, for mad dog, blood thirsty, vengeance is mine, modern American Liberals who wallow in “Verdict first, then the trial”.

It is a well-known fact that Trump sent the homophobic Nigerians to Chicago to beat up the finocchio TV star because it is MAGA country. It is also a well-known fact that the rich catholic White kids from Covington, Kentucky tormented a true Redskin who was a medal laden, disabled veteran who served his country proudly despite generations of outrageous insults about his scalping techniques. The UVA fraternity rape episode, the Duke lacrosse incident, the Tawana Brawley desecration, all are well-known facts.


Now for something completely different.
Get to the last Blockbuster. 
Hack into Netflix.
“The Death of Stalin”
is a must see.
You’ve been advised.
Govern yourself accordingly


In a world where “Arbeit Mach Frei” and “Todt Juden” signs will soon appear on MSNBC, in a world where “yid”, “kike”, and “sheeny” will soon be in New York Times crossword puzzles – remember, they called A. Lincoln a “baboon” and were perfectly willing to allow slavery to continue in 1864, in a world where the NBA will soon replace the Star-Spangled Banner with a muzzein recording of the call to prayer, the world is turned upside down and Yeats was surely right.



Kevin Smith
WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

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