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The U.S. Dept. of Agriculture has pulled $600 thousand that would have gone to fund a “study” of “Menstrual Cycles in Transgender Men” (https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2025/03/department-agriculture-yanks-600k-absurd-study-menstrual-cycles/).

“Non-binary persons [??] may also menstruate,” said at idiot. (“Show us one, dumbo!”)

The public money that paid for this was frittered away by Southern University of Agriculture and Mechanics College.

This used to be kind of ha-ha funny, but it isn’t anymore. Now it’s insulting. Now it shows arrogance: they really don’t care what we have to go through to pay our taxes and tuition. They have no respect for our work, no respect for us.

Well, this one agricultural folly has been shut down. How many left to go, God only knows.

Keep at ’em, DOGE!

U.S. Dollar bills being consumed by fire on a bed of coals

I don’t suppose waste and corruption in government are uncommon in a fallen world. But when it’s your own country–well, sheesh!

The U.S. Dept. of Agriculture is reviewing some of this taxpayer-plundering (https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2025/02/16/usda-axes-millions-contracts-including-230k-brazilian-forest-gender-consultant/). Would you believe $132 million for “Brazilian Forest and Gender Consultant”? A few million here, a few more million there–oh! and $230,000 for “Diversity Dialogue Workshops.” Whatever the devil that is.

Americans had to get out of bed and work for that money–and there was our government pissing it against the wall. What kind of wack-jobs were running senile Joe Biden’s White House?

President Trump! Encourage your new Dept. Of Government Efficiency (DOGE) to be thoroughly ruthless when it comes to protecting us, the American people, from incontinence in government. God knows how much money we waste–we don’t!

Who was making these decisions, while President Joe relaxed on the beach? His son, Hunter the Crook? His wife, Dr. Jill? You can bet they’ll never tell us.

Sic ’em, DOGE!