Sunday, June 08, 2025

Everybody's Fighting Funnies

Ohhh myyy, what a week.

I thought I was going to have to do another Dumbocrats post, But Lonnie and Donnie's Smackdown came to my rescue. All the Blue crew who said they saw it coming ... no they d'int. Not like this. All the MAGA who called it kayfabe ... you're full of it, too. So the blast radius expanded, the Earth was scorched, but the fallout will last for -- well, probably a few days before Trump drops another nuke, figuratively or Gawd forbid literally.


Seriously; there are considerably more important topics troubling the nation and the planet than whether or not two billionaire egomaniacs have reconcilable differences or don't.
But fight amongst themselves some must, and I'm just here to document the atrocities.
If I were a Texas Democrat, I would hope that they can find someone other than Olivia Julianna to advise their candidates on how to speak dudebro. And I wouldn't get too excited about James Talarico's chances against Ken Paxton -- or John Cornyn, for that matter -- in November, 2026. For a multitude of the same old reasons, none of which include fundraising.
Don't miss the big holiday festivities this month: Pride.
You're not gonna fly anywhere on your vacation this year, are ya?
Los Angeles exploded over the weekend, with ICE cracking down, migrant supporters pushing back, and both labor and Cali's blue politicians raising the stakes after SEIU's David Huerta got injured while being arrested. And now Trump is calling in the National Guard, and Pete Hegseth is threatening to send Marines into the streets.
And there's a volatile situation in the Mediterranean.

So I'll wrap today wih The Stooges, keeping themselves topically relevant after nearly a century with some mockery of Bobby Junior.

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