(I almost used an expression that rhymes with “birds.”)
As if to purposely drive home the point that our ruling class big shots have much more in common with each other than with their hapless constituents, two of America’s most notable gubernatorial failures had a cordial lunch together the other day: Chris Christie (R-NJ) and Andrew Cuomo (D-NY).
Once upon a time Christie looked like he was shaping into another great political hope for the GOP–until photographers caught him hugging Obama. We then realized he didn’t mean a word he’d ever said to us. And I hardly need to remind you how Cuomo was forced to resign because he’d landed in a mess of sexual harassment scandals–although it does seem he’s gotten away with stuffing COVID patients into nursing homes and causing a few thousand easily avoidable deaths. Oops. I just reminded you anyway, didn’t I?
Our landlord stopped by, and he and I had a good cuss-out of Biden and his crew of amateurs, dopes, and twaddlers. Shootin’ for gas at seven bucks a gallon are we, Joe? Who ever thought it possible for one unbelievably incompetent president to do so much damage in so little time?
The jerks who are running our country need to be replaced. Before they finish us off.
Not only do they enrich themselves at our expense, snatching the food out of our mouths so they can have private jets. They’re also convinced that they’re entitled to it.
“Viva yo!” means “Long live me! I come first! Out of my way!” It is the credo of our ruling class–which includes our celebrities and academics, in case you haven’t noticed. They want the rest of us to stand in awe of them. ‘Cause they’re on TV! And they wouldn’t be on TV unless they were way better than us! You’re not on TV, are you?
God help us.
Has everyone in government–especially judges–entirely forgotten the term “representative government?” Enshrined in the law of the land, the U.S. Constitution, is the principle that we are not ruled as subjects, but that we govern ourselves by means of our elected representatives.
Try explaining that to our betters!
Can They Tell You When to Speak and What to Say?
Who do these people think they are? “Yes, we can force you to affirm and celebrate and aid and abet and endorse gay marriage!” Since when?
But look around. What used to be “the Free World” is melting into tyranny faster by the day. It’s all in the cause of “liberation.” Oh, boy, the irony!
This I wrote back in 2017. Now, four years later, we’ve got a “president” who goes around sniffing young girls. And really, it’s the only thing he’s good at.
What would be so horrible about holding a lottery to decide who’d serve in Congress? I mean, come on, how scared are you of winding up with someone worse than Adam Schiff, Maxine Waters, Nancy Pelosi, Jerry Nadler? Could you even find worse people? Maybe if you had a fully-equipped scientific expedition to… sheesh, I don’t know where! You can’t beat our own 50 states for generating reprobates and elevating them to public office.
We really should try something else.
We were privileged to interview the semi-retired puppet-maker who created Dr. Anthony Fauci. He has asked us not to give his name. “Heck, you’d all know it if you heard it!” he said. “I don’t want to be on the menu at the next Washington Press Club dinner.” So we will call him Mgwllwyff (not his real name).
“I was very proud of him at first,” said Mr. Mgwllwyff. “Best damn puppet I ever made! You couldn’t even tell he was a wooden puppet, with a solid wooden head, except for that thing that used to happen with his nose. It grew bigger every time he told a lie. That’s an absolute taboo for any government scientist! Schiff, we wouldn’t last ten minutes if we told the truth!”
He finally had to cut off the nose and replace it with a lump of clay. That solved the problem.
But Dr. Fauci isn’t the only major public figure to come out of Mr. Mgwllwyff’s workshop.
“Honestly, you’d plotz if I told you who they are!” he said. “Y’know, when I was young, there was a best-seller, The Making of the President. I guess I took it literally–because I made a president!”
“Oh, come now! Do you really have to ask?”
Someday, he predicted, America’s entire governing class will consist of wooden puppets. “That’s when socialism is going to work!” he said. “It’s really going to work like we always knew it would. Or should I say ‘wood’!”
The mansion–public service been very, very good to him!
It’s like something out of a Fellini movie. Or a painting by Hieronymus Bosch.
The worst president ever will flaunt his fabulous wealth this Wednesday when he hosts his 60th birthday party at his $12 million mansion, surrounded by 30 acres of prime waterfront property, on Martha’s Vineyard. The whole thing is worth a lot more than $12 million.
Some seven hundred people are expected to attend (https://nypost.com/2021/08/02/obama-holding-huge-60th-birthday-bash-despite-covid-warnings/)–including lots of A-list celebrities! Gotta have celebrities!
COVID pandemic? (One is reminded of Jimmy Durante asking, “What elephant?”) Oh, no fear! All guests “will be asked to be vaccinated.”
At the risk of editorializing, I call this disgusting. Feh! Where, oh, where did all that money come from? It wasn’t from his presidential salary. And these are the jidrools who babble all the time about “democracy”!
Like I said, the incontinent ruling over the incompetent.
I wonder what Our Free & Independent Nooze Media would say if Donald Trump–who was already rich when he entered politics, and didn’t need to scrounge around for more–pulled off an extravaganza like this. But I think the last “journalist” to criticize Obama was a centaur.
If things keep going the way they’re going, our ruling class is going to wind up eating us.
The Public’s Masters
They already despise us, already think of us as livestock that have to be herded, managed, and culled.
How did this happen? How did the public’s servants become the public’s masters? I mean, I do understand that tyranny and slavery are the natural state of fallen man and that our nation’s founders, prayerfully and humbly, tried to spare us this by creating our nation as a constitutional republic.
Not much left of that, is there?
Sorry, but I’ve just got to say more about this.
These are the jidrools who place themselves on pedestals and look down on us peasants. They own us. they own our Deep State, our Not-so-deep State, our media, our schools and colleges and universities, and our business corporations. They speak, and we’re supposed to listen.
Is there any one of them who’s not a pervert?
This is our ruling class–heck, the whole world’s ruling class–and it’s garbage. Muck. They have cut themselves off from God and want to cut us off, too.
In between bouts of telling us what to do and what to believe, they do phone sex and masturbate. Jeffrey Toobin. We’re supposed to listen to him. He’s a sage, he’s a decider. He’s also a wanker, but never mind. Can’t keep his mind on his work, can he? But with such a superior mind, who are we, little nobodies, to point our fingers at him? We don’t get to go on TV and tell the country what to do. He does.
Look, if you want some jack-off artist to tell you what to think, go for it. You wonder why our country’s in the shape it’s in? Look who’s running it. Self-anointed liberal big shots. Slime of the earth.
And curiously enough, they all seem to work for the Democrat Party…
When old Jeffrey Toobin goes boob-boob-boobin’ along, along,/
There will be no shirkin’ but plenty of jerkin’ my dong, my dong…
This is our ruling class. These are the persons who get to decide what kind of country we have.
Jeffrey Toobin–The New Yorker writer, CNN legal analyst, talking-head guest on many a cable TV and radio show, big wheel–has been suspending for masturbating on camera during a Zoom call (https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2020/10/update-wasnt-just-exposing-cnn-legal-analyst-jeffrey-tobin-suspended-masturbating-zoom-call/).. in front of people. It was an editorial conference, preparing for the next presidential debate.
Toobin said he made “a mistake.” What–was he fishing for his car keys? Naw–he just thought he wasn’t on camera at the moment. Could happen to anybody.
Our elites. Our ruling class. Hot dog.
The most tragic thing of all would be if America were to emerge from the coronavirus scare without having learned anything from it.
Three Lessons That Must Be Learned
This column only begins to scratch the surface. There are lots of lessons here, all of them important. Socialism’s like this all the time–do we really want socialism? How badly do we need the transgender movement? Do we want to be governed, and told the “news” by, persons who fervently admire Red China and want us to be more like them? Do we let liberals get away with blatantly trying to make political capital out of this mess?
And just how badly do we want to keep the ruling class we’ve got?