The saying “you can’t write this stuff” doesn’t apply anymore. Reason? Someone has written this krapp down. My only regret is that I ain’t that someone. For it is indeed a script for the history books, don’t you know.
Welcome to the #Americant b-movie or hyper soap-opera that is the beginning of the 21st century. And what a better way to bring it on than to appoint yet another sexually repressed $hitbag to #SCOTUS. But I’ve already kinda ranted about that here. Indeed. So what I really want to rant about in this worst-post is the reason, dear worst-reader–according to worstwriter–why President Stupid actually picked this guy.
Is there a better way to legitimise bad male behaviour than to pick a $hitbag just like you as though normal is only normal as long as normal comes from me (#Trump)? Not only that, as with most other stuff coming out of the White House, this is a great smoke-screen. But I don’t want to get into President Stupid being on the verge of firing the guy that is in charge of overseeing DOJ money being spent on that BS that is Russian election interference. No. Let’s stay on topic, eh.
President Stupid has picked this upper middle class, über-privileged white guy–that hides behind #Americant Christian $hitbaggery–because it’s time for Das Volk (deplorables?) to learn that everything, no matter what it is, especially when it comes to all-things submissive and sadistic (sex), is ok as long as privileged ones do it. You know, if you’re a star–or a republican judge–you can grab women by the pu$$y or cover their mouths at seventeen (to stop her from screaming) anytime, anywhere, anywho. Of course, the worst part about it all is that most #Americant women don’t mind this behaviour. How else could so many of them have voted for #Trump? As long as the behaviour lands a woman the legitimacy and financials of marriage, they’re up for it. The problems arise, though, when enough gets to be enough for all the women-folk that weren’t so lucky in their quest to land those financials–or become Mrs. #SCOTUS. Talk about $hit outta luck, eh.
My worst-point is this: you gotta hand it to President Stupid. His ability to take stupid to the next level seems to have no end. Fill the world of (judicial) power with those who think/act like you or, at the least, legalise and protect reverse Robin Hood tax breaks, protect you (President Stupid) from money laundering and election fraud and, let’s not forget, over-turn a woman’s right to chose what to do with whatever it is a $hitbag puts in her body–forevermore.
Where will all this lead–in a country run by so much greed-mongering stupidity?
Actually I’m not done with it yet. In fact, after about half-way through it, I put it down last week and have been reluctant to return to it. Reason? I know most of the history already. What I was hoping for, though, was that Tom Holland would consolidate a bit. You know, cliff-note the history but then go crazy with some interesting narrative. For it is, dear worst-reader, a narrative non fiction book. Boy, were my hopes misgiven. That worst-said, Holland is not a bad writer, but he does write a lot–where perhaps a little less would be just as good. Does he have to fill pages? Is there a publisher out there wanting to print more? It doesn’t matter. History is history. With that in mind, I enjoyed reading Caesar’s Civil War more. And so…
Currently reading the book Rubicon. It’s a celebrated narrative non-fiction of the rise and fall of the Roman Republic and the Roman Empire. That’s right, dear worst-reader. They were two different things. But, as previously mentioned, I’m not as tickled with the book as I had hoped to be. Holland’s writing does not pull me in. Does it push me away? I’ll hold off on that question for now. Of course, this book did make my reading list a few years back after reading about it. And now I’m battling through it. So let me just worst-write a few thoughts based on what I’ve read so far–in case it joins my list of I give up books.
Even though the author is British, I get the sense that through his “narration” he is chronicling the fall of today’s Western empire–with my beloved & missed #Americant in mind. Considering that one of the reasons I chose this book from my to-read list now is the fact that #Trumpism and his lust for authoritarianism is running amok, I’ve always wanted to know why it is that so many many many people can fall for something as stupid as, well, believing and then electing… a President Stupid. I mean, I get it that there is a faux-newz channel in the united mistakes of #Americant. I also get it that Rush Limbaugh has played a major role in corrupting already vulnerable half-baked minds. In fact, the whole right-wing narrative that has corrupted practically everything in #Americant, has never been more obvious. Yet, even after Ronald Reagan, after what one side of politics in the US has done (I am NOT a both-siderist!), I’ve always believed that more than a few people by now should wake up to reality and do the simple task of not voting for the shit side all the time. As usual, I am wrong and I am probably off subject.
The only thing that stands out after reading half of Rubicon is the relationship between the ruling elites and the willing slaves that supported those elites through both the Republic and the Empire of Ancient Rome. But then again, if you’ll allow this tangent, I am obsessed with hating not just President Stupid (the perfect imbecilic example of a 20th century wannabe emperor) but the minions (modern slaves?) that put him there–just like those idiots of Rome that ransacked the world in the name of greed, lust, hoarding, spite and bigotry, etc. Yeah, history sounds familiar, don’t it?
I guess there’s no point in reading a book that tells me neither anything new or anything original about ancient Rome. But for those who know nothing of it, this book might be a great place to start. Who knows, I might finish it eventually out of sheer boredom and that unwillingness to put Caesar’s dagger through my left temple.
It’s not so much about the rulers anymore, dear worst-reader. You know, the kings and queens, the tsars, the CEOs, the patriarchal, the parents… tennis umpires–and how they rule over you/us. No. It is instead about those so willing to be ruled. As though adhering to your place in life, as well as on the court, was never an issue. Considering the state of things–politically, anabolically and child-rearingly–it is a wonder that anything happens without an umpire sitting atop (us). Or? For they/we are, indeed, lusting to be ruled. Am I wrong? Just look at any #Trump rally. Or even watch a tennis grand slam. Those #MAGA (again again again) hats, those t-shirts, the redneck puss dripping from the dead souls wanton of willful ignorance–is this not a horde of useless eaters yearning to be ruled yet playing “professional” tennis as though it weren’t a game? Serena Williams is also ruled, don’t you know. She’s ruled by ignorance (and not at all hysteria). Yes, be ruled. And when you don’t like it blame the ruler (umpire) and throw in some sexism because you can or because your steroids have worn off.
Serena Williams’ mistake in the debacle that hopefully will be known as the grand slam that finally got her off the court can be worst-summarised thus: she not only made it personal with her umpire attack but she also–like the child-mind she obviously is–convoluted the mess (of her making) by bringing up women’s rights–and let’s not forget human procreation. Such a thing can only come from a rich, spoiled, dead-soul American mind–not unlike that which has given the beginning of this century #Americant. Ironically, Serena’s behaviour is the same behaviour that can only culminate in Trump-land. It’s also the same with most reality TV, WWE, and, of course, greed mongering republicans, Neo-liberals, etc., and those who simply can’t face the reality (which is the reason for so much conspiracy-theory ranting and raving of last twenty years or so) of what they’ve allowed their country to become. Or is this just an issue of race, gender, baby-making and bad umpiring? Yes/no? The problem is with the near-future dystopia we’re all suffering in right now, there is a whole group of really, really influential rich but also really stupid people that have somehow, through some illbegotten means, never graduated–mentally!–beyond grade-school. Could this be the never-grow-up syndrome of #Americant spoiled-rotten-ism manifest in the demise of the presidency, material über-wealth and where the likes of pu$$y grabbing galore means there is no seeing through to… truth, justice and the land of free to be stupid?
The sad part is, I started to lose interest in Tennis–especially women’s tennis–when the Williams sisters got their grove on. How long has Serena dominated now? Twenty years? Nomatter. Obviously Serena and her sister are tremendous athletes and their skills on the court well-learned. But whenever Serena’s personality seeped into the limelight above and beyond the court, I couldn’t help but cringe. Oh lord, I thought. Here we go again. Yet another child-brain in the body of an adult that can hit the ball really hard and fast and precise. And it speaks, don’t you know. It speaks and grunts (on the court) loudly. But the things she says, the things that come out of her child-brain! They’re bad for the sport, I thought. Serena’s bickering on the court was always about Serena–not the game. Her history of sore losing is obvious, best exemplified in her most recent loss. But wait! Stop the presses. How’s this for a worst-thought that may or may not explain her stupidness? While breastfeeding she probably can’t fill up on all those chemical enhancers that may or may not have partaken in her having such a rough first child birth–at thirty-seven. Yeah, going cold-turkey can cause you to lose a game against an opponent almost twenty years your junior.
In the 2018 Women’s US Open final Serena was so outclassed by Osaka that a tantrum is all that remains. Compared to the antics and hilarity of John McEnroe (my all-time fav tennis player, btw), Serena Williams’ recent uproar turned my stomach. Her subsequent post-game press conference made things even worse. She oozes a form of arrogance and disingenuousness that is appalling, if not downright cringe-worthy. That she mixed her tantrum with the issue of women’s rights and claiming that she doesn’t need to cheat because of her daughter… Whaaaaaa the fcuk are you talking about über-athlete bimbo? Shut the fcuk up and play with your racket and ball–even if you’re gonna lose. Either that or, hey, third-grade-mind tennis professional, read a fcuking book, why don’t you. Her attack on the umpire where she called him a liar and a thief and then demanded an apology was preposterous but fitting of a recessed, regressive child-mind. Approaching the end of her career, after all these years, you’d think she’d learned the slightest amount of decorum with which to exit the game. But no. Not this level of #Americant money making. Instead, Serena doubled down and gave the world her “fake”, made-up claims, not unlike President Stupid who paved the way for what should be mindful attacks on real sexism.
Go away krappy careerist, monotone athletes. You’ve never inspired through your abilities but instead ONLY through admiration for your bank accounts.
(noun) The practice or act of intentional and blatant avoidance, disregard or disagreement with facts, empirical evidence and well-founded arguments because they oppose or contradict your own existing personal beliefs. This practice is most commonly found in the political or religious ideologies of “conservative” Americans. Many times it is practiced due to laziness–people not wanting to have to do the work to rethink their opinions, the fear of the unknown, the fear of being wrong, or sometimes simply close-mindedness. -Urban Dictionary
“Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.” -MLK
“There is a cult of ignorance in the United States, and there always has been. The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that my ignorance is as good as your knowledge.” -Isaac Asimov
“Ignorance is a virus. Once it starts spreading, it can only be cured by reason. For the sake of humanity, we must be that cure.” -Neil deGrasse Tyson
Free is not free anymore. It’s now just free to be stupid. -worstwriter
Watching/reading about the proceedings regarding scariest #SCOTUS appointment ever–that #Americants deserve? Also a few pics from #Eurowasteland that coincide with it all. (Actually I’ve since learned that, in Germany, women who died from botched abortions, did so because of knitting needles not coat hangers.)
Never un-know, dear worst-reader. Never forget what you don’t know. -worstwriter bitterness
The mindset of conservatives has no limits to the depths it will sink. Granted, the liberal mindset may be convoluted as it flutters between sinking and failing to rise, especially when considering how Clinton transitioned it to neo-liberalism–which is nothing but conservatism less the sharp, pearly-white, cum-stained teeth of a thorned penis shark with opposing thumbs and interest rate payments. Yet as chaotic as the motion of political liberals has been in the past thirty or so years, it’s never been more clear that #Trump and his ism is truly seeking in the darkness of fail-upwardness a floor or a ceiling to hit… Biiiiiiigly. Will they hit it? If you ask worst-writer, I’d say they are about to. And since I am chained to the reality that ugly, stupid and repulsive conservatives are forever real, I have to give credit where credit is due. With two generations of faux-newz, Limbaugh and now Alex Jones living in the full bloom of a self imposed ignorance orgy, a few lost souls within the Republican political machine have definitely proven their value. There really are a few Republicans that can lay claim to being the smartest guys in the room. Jesus H. Christ! Look at what they’ve done!
Who the genius men are doesn’t matter. In fact, at this point, like the article linked to below, they can remain anonymous forever. For they have won, dear worst-reader. They have won gloriously. And how do I know they’ve won? Just read the linked NYT op-ed. Written by conservatives for conservatives and for republicans and for neo-liberals, the tone, texture, cadence of their words is clear:
Even though our Doctor Frankenstein has given you your #Trump monster, have no fear. We, the true, real conservatives are still here to battle the coming inroads of liberals who do as we do–they just fcuk you softer… and won’t protect your 2nd Amendment rights to shoot abortionists. -worstwriter bitterness
It is truly shocking to read the NYT op-ed. Obviously a few of the smartest guys in the room have seen some reality, they’ve seen what their years and years and years of republican political trickery has lead to. But do they really care for what is about to happen? How hard the fall will be when it finally hits bottom? Of course not. Like republicans and conservatives and most neo-liberals, so much $hit is hitting the fan right now in my beloved & missed #Americant, not even the smartest guys in the room know enough to fix it. And so, you spin it. They actually have the gall to write krapp like this NYT anonymous op-ed in the hopes it will be a kind of padding for when the wall or floor or ceiling of their fail-upwardness crashes. And that’s the ticket, dear worst-reader. Things are about to crash and the only question that remains is who has life-boats, where are the parachutes, can you put some padding on those shoreline rocks I see below?
In other words, when republicans, i.e. those who made this whole $hitshow more than any Democrat ever did, tries to tell you that there are adults in the room who care about what’s going on, take a look at the smoke screen they are also pumping out of their a$$es.
Afeared yet, dear worst-reader? Afeared of the gloom you and you’re #Americant brethren have wrought? Indeed. I was done with you at the re-election of war-mongering Dubya (2004). Barry-O was a godsend but since you idiots think your religion–and your money–is only about you, you left Barry-O alone and didn’t elect more of him to the Congress. (Only idiots believe that a president’s job is to run the country. There is a whole other branch of government for that. But enough worst-civic lessons for today!) So there’s no wonder Barry-O failed, eh. And now you have the ultimate of ultimates in President Stupid and his disgusting, stuck in the 1970s, golden-shower hair. Or do you? I mean, the smoke screen that is the current political and social crisis in #Americant is proof enough of (your or collective) idiocy. As a rocket scientist once said to me after admitting she voted for Jill Stein, and I paraphrase: “My intention was to rock the system.” Well, did you rock it, rocket scientist? I’m sure your narcissism equals that of the president you indirectly elected–and not just the president, but also your vice president. Since the vice president is a $hitbag religious zealot of the worst kind only #Americant can produce, all that’s left once President Stupid is impeached, quits or croaks, is the $hitshow that is #SCOTUS and finally filling it with someone who will gladly, in the name of his golden-calf God, repeal Roe v Wade. Are you imaging now your daughters, grand-daughters aborting with coat-hangers as your grandmothers and great grandmothers did? Which brings me to…
How much do you know about sexual repression, dear worst-reader? If you’re a #Trump voter and/or even a #Trump anti-voter (that is, like the rocket scientist, you indirectly elected him because you hate #Hillary), then knowing anything about sex is a mute issue. With that in mind, here’s the reason you should be frightened out of your mind if the nomination of Brett Kavanaugh to #SCOTUS goes through. The man is so sexually repressed that when I first saw his face I couldn’t help but run out to the next house-of-ill-repute and pay twenty Euros plus an extra ten for a glorious Clintonesque blowjob that delivered an even better facial donut glazing of a gorgeous Budapest slut named Mistress Eierbear. The crown (or cherry on top) of my civil disobedience, of course, is knowing that paying for such service (physical gratification in the form of special happy-end massage techniques) goes back in human history to a time predating the knuckle-dragging, mindless invention of religion. Indeed, the oldest profession in the world is a godsend in these times of sexual repression galore. And every time I pay Her fee, I think of all the $hitbag conservatives and how they will never win in this their quest to rule by stupidity. They simply can’t oppress everything forever. Or?
A glimpse at the face of Kavanaugh and any conservative under the age of sixty shows two things.
Sexual intercourse is only for pro-creation.
He has never emotionally or intimately satisfied a human female other than inseminating her for the purpose of pro-creation–which is all conservative female breeders are capable of.*
What is it with these white-men that you directly and indirectly chose to rule you, dear worst-reader? Look at their faces. Look at their skin. From Steve Bannon’s gluttonous ugliness to the current #SCOTUS pick who has an obvious judicial record of oppression that seeps out of his pores like santorum, to President Stupid and the disgust that he manages to wear day after day after day. Are you still clueless to how screwed you are because you enable, you giggle your way through life, you count your interest rates, your bank accounts, your consumer credit line? The world is not being ruled by stupid white men, it is being ruined by them. But I’m once again off subject. Or?
The thing to worry about when it comes to sexual repression is where it actually comes from. As you’ll notice in the pic above, according to worst-writer, my beloved & missed #Americant is ruled by a seriously fcuked-up democracy of–at most–forty percent of the population. (FYI, I won’t be addressing the sixty percent; that’s for another post.) That forty percent breaks down to the one-percent, which is easy to comprehend. As we all know, a very small group of filthy rich individuals own the whole $hitshow. Of course, to not only own it but to make it work, as the one percent does, they need a band of useful idiots to make things run. The useful idiots are, of course, the thirty-nine percent of the white middle-class and the few & far between of those who think they are part of the middle class but in fact are nothing but pawns held a bay by the gluttonous lust of millionaire wannabe pipe-dreams. Of this group of useful idiots, guess who wants to be… Melania? That’s right, dear worst-reader. Of the thirty-nine percent of useful idiots that provide the one percent its self-evident powers of hideous mass-destruction, there are the submissive women-folk. This is that stat of female voters that voted for #Trump–as they could give a hoot about a man grabbing pu$$y because, well, their pu$$y has never been grabbed even by their sexually repressed, religious $hitbag husbands.
On that note I’ll end this worst-post with one last thought. On Sunday I plan on driving just across the boarder to Holland where there is an #Americant-like outlet mall. I plan on buying at least three pairs of Nike shoes in honour of finally FINALLY a suck-bat-balls corporation has done the right thing by, although making it disgustingly commercial, honouring Colin Kaepernick and what he’s done. Way to go Nike!
*Sexual repression of conservative men is obviously more diverse than what can be seen in their faces and/or how they practice their missionary positions. In this worst-post I’m purposely avoiding the third type of sexually repressed white male. Perhaps there’s another worst-post to cover him later. Till then, if I were to list a third form of sexual repression, it would be the one where stupid white men literally fcuk anything and, of course, never-ever know the joy of sexual activity that is NOT sadistic.