Sunday, October 25, 2026

9 More Sleeps…



 

Hi!

9 more sleeps...


Nine more sleeps until this vile piece of crap becomes even more of a lame duck than he already is. The guy is supposed to be going around the country 'helping' candidates of his own party who are in danger of losing their seats. Right? That's the objective?

So, if that's the objective, why is he taking already bad situations and making them worse?

Like the Vivica McSwampy thing, where he made an ad highlighting the sorriest excuse for a birther of children, I can't make myself call her a mother, a creature who allowed her daughter to be raped repeatedly so she could stay in a relationship with the abusive, rapist, swill that was transforming her little girl from a carefree, thriving innocent, into a survivor.

The Tangerine Tyrant, instead of spinning the abomination into, oh I don't know, something the candidate was unaware of, something that was taken out of context, you know, the usual bullshit they come out with, he, instead, comes out guns ablazing... aimed directly... you guessed it... at the survivor.

Why? Because she had the audacity to overcome. She had the strength and determination to build a good life, and the unmitigated gall to want to serve her community. 

It's like he can't help himself from standing up for neither people who rape children nor for the defenders of those who rape children. 

I wonder why....

Pedophiles will pedophile at every opportunity. 

As he hears his garbage echo back to him in his half empty high school gyms, along with choruses from protestors screaming truth as they are dragged out the doors, as he blurts out his endless, putrid hate, his body itself begins to reject his words. His tongue slithers from his slobbering mouth accompanied by sounds that can only be described as gag-inducing. He doesn't have the capability to keep his tongue in his mouth.

And he's in charge of a country.

Behind a keyboard, he rants on about Obama. Why? Because Obama, after two terms and being out of office for ten friggin' years is still twenty years younger than him, is still leaps and bounds smarter, healthier, cooler, more handsome, and filling stadiums, along with overflowing the overflow areas. 

The Tangerine is so jealous of Obama, the depth of green he feels turns his deranged orange to the colour of the shit he spews. 

9 more sleeps.

And ooooooohhhhhh will they ever try to cheat. I mean, they are preemptively suing in Alaska, because two guys on the ballot have the same name. A case that has already been decided by the Alaskan Supreme court four months ago.

So when you vote, follow it up.

If they try to make it hard to vote, keep pushing until you get to exercise your right. 

Don't let these gaslighting, war-loving asshats intimidate you out of using your voice. These spoon-fed clowns who couldn't care less that you are having to choose between gas to get to work, and heat for your house. Having to tighten your belts to the point of not being able to breathe.

Don't let them stop you from making yourself heard. 

They might be able to drag voices from rallies, but they can't drag you from the voting booth.

9 more sleeps....

You got this.

Sunday, October 18, 2026

16 More Sleeps...



 

Hi!

Two photos, same day, same road, within about 10 minutes of each other.

Yup, land of the living skies is no joke.

So, the 80-year-old Pedo-Pappaw who likes to talk about how he checks out other men's asses at campaign rallies, wanders  past cars doors being held open for him, and can't walk a straight line to save his life no matter how desperately he plays wipeout on his right leg to kick it into gear, is still, somehow, the guy that carries the nuclear codes. 

This guy who can't not shit his pants, can't make sense for more than about a two minute stretch, and whose, strongest, most consistent, skill is champion-level sundowning, is making decisions, signing executive orders, doing more damage to the United States in the shortest period of time than any other period in recorded history.

16 more sleeps.

The opportunity for change is here. 

It gives your neighbours hope to witness the No King marches taking over the streets in such a massive way.

It gives us hope to see college students' 'hold my beer' moment as they took what was a back room attempt to discourage them from voting, and turned it into a absolutely gorgeous spectacle of democracy in action. 

It gives us hope to see fewer and fewer people show up wherever the Cheeto rears his inflated head, and even more hope to see a large chunk of those few leave while he babbles on.

It gives us hope to watch debates between Democrats and what passes for an opponent. Sometimes, the opponent is too much of a coward to show up at all, but every time they do, they have their asses handed to them in the most spectacularly colossal way.

It gives us hope to see Russian data centres going up in smoke. The house that Cheeto built is not even made of cards, it's an illusion constructed solely of twisted shards of funhouse mirrors, held together by imaginary friends.

16 more sleeps...

Giving the power of Congress and the Senate back to the people will be the first step toward healing a nation and an entire world that so desperately need it.

We are all holding our collective breaths, ready to exhale in relief.

So, no matter how hard they are trying to make it... vote.

Follow up your vote, making sure it is being counted.

Vote early, if at all possible.

Show them just how done you are with their crap.

16 more sleeps.

You got this.






Saturday, October 10, 2026

24 More Sleeps...




 Hi!


I know, another couple of shots of some sunsets. In my defense, on my way home from work, they are just there... breathtakingly, heartachingly, gorgeous. I live in a place lovingly called the land of the living skies, and it's no joke.

Besides, in a few weeks the ride home will be in virtual darkness, and will remain that way for about 5 months. I need to soak these in before they disappear into the throws of winter.

Soooooo.....

The countdown is on.

24 sleeps until the midterms.

That means no more than 21 days to make sure you are registered to vote, and to keep checking to make sure you stay that way.

It means 3 weeks to make sure you know exactly WHERE to vote, and that the location of your voting station doesn't change.

It means that in 24 days you show up, prepared for long waits and bad weather... just in case.

It means that in 24 days you have the power to change the world.

Seeing the protestors show up at the Mango Moron's 'Dementia Era' tour gives me hope. Watching the citizens of New York City rise up against the Tangerine Tyrant's gestapo goons, makes me believe. Watching different debates that aren't even Democrats vs. Republican, but Human vs. Idiotic Ick, makes me giggle. They would be hard to watch if those asshats didn't deserve every single intellectual spanking they receive.

The Squatter looks terrible. I just hope he remains on the planet long enough, and is having a lucid few days, say from Nov. 3 until the last vote is counted. I want him to be truly present so as each result comes in, it's like a death by a 1000 pin pricks to his ego. I hope he feels every loss to his core. I want him to be coherent as he watches the last bit of power he has disintegrates, falling into a pile of ashes at his cankled feet. 

They will try to cheat. 

That's a guarantee.

The vote count needs to be so overwhelming that their cheating won't make a difference.

So, as he tantrums out about the Nobel Peace Prize... again... as he begs for praise for imaginary feats... as he spews grotesque garbage, trying get your own cities wiped out... as he pretends he is not a pedophile... as he does all these incredibly crap things, just remember...

24 more sleeps.

Then the last half of his last term ever can become 2 years of accountability.

It can become 2 years of justice.

2 years of some well-deserved karma.

2 years of making sure this can never happen again. 

24 more sleeps...

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Saturday, October 3, 2026

Writing Essays Ain't Gonna Cut It...



 

Hi.

So, the Mush-brained Yam that currently squats in the Whitehouse feels badly for the sorry excuses for human beings that gang raped a young woman for seven hours, advertising it in a group chat like she was some sort of carnival ride that they had disabled just enough override the built in security systems.

Yeah, he's worried THEY won't get a fair shake.

"Prosecuting them will ruin their lives"

Good.

"Boys will be boys"

Okay, so it IS all men.

"She should have known better than to go to a frat party"

THEY should have know better than to dehumanize, abuse, and brutalize someone, yelling "free pussy" through social media like some demented carnival barker.

"But, she consented to part of it"

Really?! I made you dinner, you consented to coming over to eat it. About half way through, I poison the food and ram it down your throat. But, you consented.

"But, she was drinking"

If, when you see someone in a vulnerable position, your first instinct is to figure out a way to grope, overpower, and rape them, you are a vile piece of shit. 

"They were young, it was just a mistake"

If you think they got caught the very first time they did something like this, I have some ocean front property in Saskatchewan you might be interested in. 

Enough.

To all the "good guys" out there, and I put it in quotes purposefully, do something about these delusional, assholes who think that the only purpose of a woman is to provide them pleasure, take care of them like their mommies did, and give them babies.

Your fist pounding and choruses of "If I got my hands on that guy" are ringing pretty hollow. You know you all know a guy who talks about women like they aren't human. In their eyes we are merely a carrier of body parts that you think you are entitled to. Or, maybe you are that guy.

You know this guy just like every woman knows another woman who has been sexualized one way or another, or has been  herself.

You like to tout yourselves as our protectors. Well, where is that? Definitely not in the group chat. Definitely not in the comments all over social media. Definitely not at the parties, or in the bars, or on the streets, or in the parking lots, or in the restaurants, or in the parks.... so where are these mighty protectors?

Your silence is compliance. If you're not calling it out every single time. If you're not shutting down the comments. If you laugh off rape jokes. If you ever sit in the entitlement of "bro code." You are the problem. 

I would love for my granddaughters to enter womanhood unscathed, but sadly it's already too late for that, as my 12-year-old granddaughter has already had to deal with episodes of the ick feeling from grown ass men. 

So her training of how to defend yourself, and ways to keep yourself safe have begun. Not because we want to trade in her childhood innocence for five ways to get away from a man, but because we have to. We will do our part as women to give her all the tools she can carry to keep herself from being the next Jane Doe.

Men, what are you going to do about the assholes determined to give her that name?

Here's a hint... writing essays ain't gonna cut it.















Sunday, September 27, 2026

What Can You Even Say?...



 
Hi.


Soooo, what can you even say at this point.


The entire world sees the United States for what it has become. The patients are running the asylum, and they are running it into the ground.

The sycophants are rabid, taking turns using the single, undead brain cell they borrow from Mitch McConnell. They are banning press from the press corps, setting up stocker shrines of Communist dictators in the White House, and spewing a collection of demented fantasies, that are supposed to be regarded as some sort of 'speeches' that are not meant to be satire, apparently.

It feels like, maybe this time, though, the footholds are slipping. Maybe this time more people are actually seeing that not only does the emperor have no clothes, he is covered in the boils left behind by stolen innocence of every child he raped, beat up, or even worse. 

MAGA events are shrinking or being cancelled altogether, he's getting booed in deep red states, MAGA parades are getting pelted with water balloons by onlookers... there is hope.

The world is reaching its limit as to what we are willing to put up with from the Mango Moron and his ilk. There seems to be an international unity building, a unity that I can't say I have witnessed in my lifetime. 

You throw the youth of humanity into war without so much as a second thought. They are but fodder in your game of 'watch me as I set the world on fire.' 

Self preservation and greed are your only motivators. You're deathly afraid of being held accountable for all the evil you have perpetrated, and you know that if you lose your money and/or power, it's coming for you.

I hope you are scared. I hope you still have the mental capacity to be terrified. I hope you are tormented by thoughts of your well-deserved consequences biting at your heels every time you close your eyes... which is all the goddamn time.

I hope you keep enough mental acuity to truly witness your own downfall. To understand it. To feel every bit of it, then carry it into eternity.

It is yours, after all. 

November is mere weeks away. He and his minions will do everything they can to cheat their way into not losing as much as the votes will dictate. You may show up as unregistered. Your polling station may be moved. Your mail-in ballot might get 'lost.' They might show up at polling stations, armed, trying to intimate you.

Please make sure you are registered to vote. Make sure you vote, and follow through to make sure it is counted. 

Voting is your fundamental right. Beyond that, it's an obligation.

November can't come soon enough. 








Sunday, September 20, 2026

He’s Alive!…ish…



 

Hi!

Soooooooo, McConnell is alive... ish.

I mean, is he actually alive... or just undead?

After seeing footage of him being wheeled around, having to be prompted to do basic things, all with that eerie 'the lights are on, but nobody's home' expression on his pasty, grey face, I'm not convinced that this isn't even more ghoulish than him being dead and them pretending he's alive.

The eyes devoid of any kind of expression paired with the 'smile' that seems to have been manipulated into formation will be nightmare fuel for weeks to come. 

Did these people not read Pet Cemetery? There are some lines that just shouldn't be crossed!

Did they really think that dragging him out of whatever mad science lab they're running in his basement out into the light and into the public would somehow be proof that he is fully alive and capable of doing his job? Is that what they thought this reanimation project would do? If anything, it shows that McConnell's life/death coin is getting flipped about every ten minutes and the odds are not ever in his favour. 

What are they gonna do if he bites it in front of cameras. I'm no doctor, but I think the chances of him coming back from another cardiac arrest are pretty slim. He looks like he could be taken out by a hearty handshake, any kind of surprise, or a sneeze.

Anyway....

So Canada has been invited to a fabulous European party and the Rotted Yam south of the 49th has taken it personally. 

The guy who publicly shits on the lawns of all of the people who have been struggling to tolerate his demented, thieving, narcissistic, evil, arrogant ass for the past decade has the audacity to be offended by the fact that no one asked his opinion. He actually thinks that other sovereign countries need his permission to make deals with each other. 

America is no longer going to be the main character on the world stage. She has been cast as an extra until she gains some humility, becomes more believable, less arrogant, and learns her part. She is not the star, but part of a beautiful ensemble. 

So, his next step, of course, is to throw a tantrum.

He lies about the Kennedy Center being broke, because he wants to tear it down.

Why?

Because they won't let him put his name on it.

That's it.

While the citizens that made him the squatter that he is are struggling to keep flesh and bone together.
While innocent people are dying in wars he has either created for no reason, or are dragging on because of his corruption and ineptitude.
While girls in his ICE prison camps are being raped and impregnated by his 'agents.'
While the Epstein/Trump files are still being covered up.
While American food safeguards are being tossed to the wayside.
 

While all of this plus much more evil and corruption is taking place, he is focused on the Kennedy Center.

Yeah. 

November can't come fast enough.

Please America, show the rest of the world that the majority of you aren't idiots. Prove to us that the real you is still in there somewhere.

I mean, do you HAVE to wait until November to unseat this lunatic and his butt dwellers?

If you do, make sure the impeachments come fast and hard.
Make sure you get enough of a majority in both houses to make them stick.

We, the rest of the sane world, will be cheering you on!

You got this!




Saturday, September 12, 2026

So, What Can You Even Say at This Point?



 

Hi!


So, what do you even say at this point?

The Dementia dingbat from the depths sat at a ceremony meant to honour those who lost their lives in 9/11, sleeping, the right side of his mouth drooping, jerking awake, falling back to sleep... it was, to say the least, embarrassing as hell.

Meanwhile, Joe Biden, suffering from stage 4 cancer, put himself aside, showing reverence, giving the event the respect it deserved.

Meanwhile, Jean Chretian, former Prime Minister of Canada, and a full 12 years older than the Orange idiot, gave a beautiful speech in Gander, Newfoundland, where he compiled more eloquence, and thoughtfulness into less than fifteen minutes than the moron south of us could string together if you tried to edit together some kind of sanity from the entirety of his speech catalogue. 

It was a beautiful thing to watch.


Meanwhile, when the Pedophile President isn't falling asleep in public, he's putting out fantasy memes on social media, undoubtedly with  a ton of help from his twisted girlfriend, Natalie. It seems like he's trying to convince himself and others that he is some kind of...tough guy... I guess? 
Anyway, it's just stupid.

Meanwhile, McConnell is still dead and is supposed to be appearing, in person, on the Senate floor, Monday, September 14, 2026. 

Meanwhile, his idiotic war with Iran is NOT over, the US has NOT won, no matter how many times he says it. The real world still exists, with people seeing actual events as they unfold, no matter how badly the Cheeto and his ass kissers would like to pretend otherwise. We are watching, in real time, as Iran is blowing up your crap! 

So, what can you even say, at this point?


Well, the midterms are coming. And no matter how difficult they try to make it to vote, make it your frickin' mission. 

They are going to try to cheat... make sure they don't cheat you out of your vote. Register, check your registration, double check it, make sure you are registered on the day. Triple check where you are to vote, because they are trying to confuse that issue too. Don't allow yourself to be intimidated from voting because they put goon ice clowns in place at voting stations. 

He's trying to bully the entire country. Don't allow it. 

His cult has shrunk enough where, even if they turn out completely, they can't win if the rational among you insist on exercising you right to vote.

Strip this idiot of his power. Make him accountable for what he has put you, your country, and entire world though these last ten years. Make the Epstein/Trump files public without protecting names of the pedophiles and allow real justice to prevail. Make him give back all of the money he has stolen from you. 

So, what can you say?

Enough is enough of this crap. Let's just be done with it already. 

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