Charles Kushner and Kash Patel join Donny’s Confederacy of Sewer Clowns
a kakistocracy the likes of which no one has ever seen
on Saturday, most Americans were goofing off, enjoying the third day of a long holiday weekend — but not Little Donny Fuckface. the litter of feral raccoons that scurry about inside his vacant pumpkin head were hard at work filling out the remaining slots in his Confederacy of Sewer Clowns.
get to know the word kakistocracy — it’s going to explain a lot about Donny’s second presidency.
“Government by the least qualified or most unprincipled citizens.”
sound familiar? Donny’s been constructing a kakistocracy the likes of which no one has ever seen — and he’s clearly reached the because fuck you, that’s why stage of the process. he’s now picking the worst possible people, just because he can. why? because fuck you, that’s why. what are you going to do about it?
let’s look at two of the kakistocrats who Donny named yesterday.
Charles Kushner — father of Donny’s under-qualified and over-leveraged son-in-law, Jared — has been named Ambassador to France.
Charlie the Kush is a greedy real estate developer who is motivated by spite and revenge. (hey, does that sound like anyone we know?) he’s also shady as shit, and a clownfuckingly-inept criminal.
… an elaborate revenge plot that the older Kushner hatched in 2003 in order to target his brother-in-law, William Schulder, a former employee turned witness for federal prosecutors in their case against Kushner, who was under investigation at the time for making illegal campaign contributions.
hilarity ensued.
As a part of the plot, Kushner hired a prostitute to lure Schulder into having sex in a Bridgewater, New Jersey, motel room as a hidden camera rolled. A tape of the encounter was then sent to Kushner’s sister and Schulder’s wife, Esther.
Ultimately, the intimidation stunt failed. The Schulders brought the video to prosecutors, who tracked down the call girl and threatened her with arrest. She promptly turned on Kushner.
Kush eventually pleaded guilty and did two years’ hard time in a federal prison camp. he was later granted a pardon by Donny — because of course he was.
hey, you know who prosecuted the case against Kush? Chris Christie — because apparently God only has a limited cast of characters at his disposal, and so he has to keep using the same people over and over.
Christie called the whole sordid affair “one of the most loathsome, disgusting crimes” he’d ever prosecuted.
imagine being such a vile piece of shit that Chris Christie is the good guy in your life’s story.
so now, the Kush is set to be ambassador to France — and I’m excited to have this kind of spite-and-revenge energy brought to the US embassy in Paris.
just let Macron try to pull any of his we’re French, we’re so superior crap. Kush’ll shut that shit down in a New York minute. he’ll send a gaggle of prostitutes over to the Palais de l’Élysée and bring down the whole French government in a sex scandal.
oh wait — it’s France. skeevy skulduggery that hinges on secret recordings and sex workers might not work in a country where the right to infidelity is practically enshrined in its constitution.
Donny’s other new sewer clown is Krazee Eyes Kash Patel — and boy oh boy, fuck you, that’s whys don’t get any more fuck youier than Kash.
if Donny gets his way, Krazee Eyes will be the Director of the FBI. Kash, of course, has no skills or qualifications.
Kash Patel, President-elect Donald Trump’s choice as director of the FBI, does not have the typical background for that position. A former federal prosecutor and public defender, he has little management or law enforcement experience.
this isn’t the first time Donny has tried to inflict Kash on the FBI. at some point during his first presidency, Donny got the hare-brained idea that Kash should be the FBI’s deputy director. then-Attorney General Bill Barr threw a shit-fit.
“I told Mark Meadows it would happen ‘over my dead body’ ... Patel had virtually no experience that would qualify him to serve at the highest level of the world's preeminent law enforcement agency.”
again, imagine being such a loathsome piece of shit that Bill Barr ends up being the good guy in your life story.
not only is Kash unqualified, he’s a stark barking lunatic who — like every other member of Donny’s Insane Sewer Clown Posse — has no idea how government functions.
“I’d shut down the FBI Hoover Building on day one and reopen it the next day as a museum of the deep state. and I’d take the seven thousand employees that work in that building and send them across America to chase down criminals. go be cops. you’re cops, go be cops. go chase down murderers and rapists and drug dealers. what do you need seven thousand people there for?”
absolutely. let’s do this. let’s take all seven thousand Hoover Building employees and turn them into field agents. let’s take the dude whose job it is to empty the trash cans at night, hand him a gun, and say here you go, pal, now round us up some baddies. let’s take the entire accounting department, and the people who cross-reference fingerprints, and do the same. what could possibly go wrong?
solving the nation’s problems is easy as pie when you have no fucking clue what you’re talking about.
these honchos love to make pronouncements about all the shit they’d accomplish on day one. me, if I magically became FBI Director, my whole first day would be figuring out where the bathrooms are, and where I’m supposed to park my car — but that’s because I’m not a Man of Destiny and Action like Kash.
anyhoo, Kash isn’t just an ignoramus — he’s also a shameless huckster. he sells pro-Donny merchandise under the logo K$H.
Since the end of the Trump administration, Patel has parlayed his association with the former president into enterprises he promotes under the logo “K$H.”
He sells pro-Trump T-shirts and other items as well as a series of his children’s books that pay homage to “King Donald.”
that’s exactly what you want in a public servant — a guy who spells his name with a dollar sign.
oh, and Kash is a literal snake oil salesman.
Kash Patel, who served as chief of staff to the acting secretary of defense in former President Donald Trump’s administration and is widely expected to be tapped for a national security role in a prospective second term, is hawking pills that claim to reverse the effects of the Covid vaccines.
as always, everything is a grift with these people. Donny, Kash, Kush, and the whole fucking Sewer Clown Conspiracy — not one of these schemers and swindlers have ever earned an honest penny in their lives.
now, here’s the prime reason Donny nommed Kash.
“we’re going to come after the people in the media who lied about American citizens who helped Joe Biden rig presidential elections. we’re going to come after you.”
Kash Patel is going to be Donny’s willing avatar for retribution. who cares if he has no idea who government works? none of that matters — what matters is that Patel will gleefully destroy the lives of Donny’s enemies.
let’s give the final word to Joyce Vance — because, as always, she’s right on the mark.
Trump has thrown down another gauntlet to the Senate. Their answer must be no. Kash Patel cannot be put in charge of the FBI any more than Matt Gaetz could be put in charge of the Justice Department. Once more, we watch to see whether the Senate will do its constitutional duty or whether the Senate will bend the knee.
thank you, Joyce.
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this is going to be my closing message for the foreseeable future:
practice self-care. do what you need to do to keep sane. if that means you need to disengage with my daily posts for a while, I get it. this community of ours will still be here when you return.
to all the people who have signed on in the days since the election, welcome aboard. settle in as we all try to deal with the shitfuckery that’s ahead of us.
we are all in this together, and we are all here for each other.
Kash Patel?!? Seriously? Was Eichmann busy? Proposed alternate headline: "Kash-n-Carry," "In God we trust, all others PAY KASH."
At this point, I’m expecting to wake up in my bed, surrounded by familiar faces with worried looks. They’ll be telling me I was knocked out from a bump on the head during a tornado, and that everything I’ve experienced during the past the past 25 days was only a crazy dream with an evil cast of characters who all lacked brains, hearts and courage.