could Preznit Fuckwit please stop blaming his failures on Joe Biden

Joe had nothing to do with the collapse of Spirit Airlines

picture this: it’s a beautiful day at Motel-a-Lago, and everyone is having the time of their lives.

well, not exactly everyone. there’s one deteriorating old coot in serious decline who’s having a bit of a struggle.

‘oh fuck no, it’s happening again.’

‘no, no, not now,’ moans Preznit Fuckwit, as he loads his diaper, right there on the thirteenth green.

‘why?’ he asks. ‘why did Joe Biden do this?’

seriously, could Donny and his merry band of morons please stop blaming their clownfucktacular failures on Joe Biden?

on Friday night, the struggling Spirit Airlines closed its doors for good. thousands of jobs got flushed down the shitter. why Spirit failed is not a mystery.

WEST PALM BEACH, Fla. (AP) — Spirit Airlines, an impish upstart that shook the industry with its irreverent ads and deep discount fares, announced Saturday that it has gone out of business after 34 years.

Although Spirit had gone bankrupt twice before, the company said high oil prices, which have been rising because of the war with Iran, made it impossible to stay aloft.

that’s right, Spirit’s collapse is a direct result of Preznit Fuckwit’s unprovoked, unnecessary and illegal don’t-you-dare-call-it-a-war on Iran.

I know you’re going to be shocked to hear this, but it turns out that a war that ends up closing down the Strait of Hormuz and sends the price of crude into the stratosphere is kind of bad for a business whose survival depends on cheap and readily-available fuel.

oh, no — wait. there’s one guy who doesn’t agree with this analysis. who is it? why, it’s none other than the Secretary for Making Sure Shit Like This Doesn’t Happen, Sean Duffy.

Sean Duffy on Spirit Airlines: “I think it’s important to talk about why we are here today. Joe Biden and Pete Buttigieg ...”

oh, I see. it’s not Donny’s war and its effect on oil prices. it’s something something Joe Biden.

oh sure, well, if Sean Duffy says so, I guess it’s true. after all, his years of being a washed-up reality show never-was has left him uniquely qualified to understand market forces in corporate America.

here we go again. this is why everything fucking sucks right now. we’ve got a bunch of unqualified crackpots and buffoons like Piss-Drunk Pete and Bobby Brainworms and the Shitblizzard of Oz and Reality Show Sean — all of whom were appointed by Donny and confirmed by the Republican-controlled Congress — making dumb-ass decisions and running like a bunch of colicky raccoons, chewing through all the wires that keep America running smoothly.

and then when shit inevitably goes sideways and America stops functioning, do any of any of these low-wattage dumbfucks actually try to fix what they broke? of course not. their kneejerk response is to blame Joe Biden.

Sean Duffy’s job is make sure planes don’t fall out of the sky. spoiler alert: he’s shit at it, because he spends all his time whining about how airports should have mini-gyms and people who fly should be dressing nicely. way to keep your eye on the ball, Sean.

and when it all goes wrong, it’s not because Sean was focused on stupid bullshit. its because Joe Biden.

Reality Show Sean pulled this shit a year ago, when air traffic control at Newark Airport went blooey. that was somehow Joe Biden’s fault too.

oh, look who’s joining the pile-on. it’s Soybean Scott Bessent.

“This is just more of the mess we inherited from the Biden administration.”

welcome to the Blame Joe Biden presidency of Donny Convict and his madcap gang of complete fucking incompetents. nothing is ever their fault.

some airline goes belly up? blame Joe Biden.

the stock market craters? blame Joe Biden.

some illegal war gets the Strait of Hormuz shut down? blame Joe Biden.

Preznit Fuckwit shits himself raw on the thirteenth green? goddamn Joe Biden.

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the question must be asked: is there a gas leak in the Wall Street Journal editorial offices? because how else can you account for a delusional hot take like this?

“President Trump deserves credit for staying the course on Iran when so many around him are losing their nerve.”

I’m sorry, who deserves what for what? what fucking course has Donny stayed? we’re talking about an erratic hair-trigger lunatic who changes his deranged mind more often than he changes his diaper.

one minute he’s threatening to destroy an entire civilization. the next minute he’s bragging about how well negotiations are going. then in the next breath he’s whining about how he can’t trust anyone in Iran. one day we’re bombing. the next day we’re not. yeah, that’s some coherent course-saying right there.

that’s not being resolute. that’s being bugfuck nuts.

check out this clip from yesterday. in the span of twenty seconds, Donny changes his story three or four times.

reporter: “under what circumstances would you restart military strikes on Iran?”

Donny: “well I don’t want to say that, I mean I can’t tell that to a reporter. if they uh misbehave, do something bad, but— uh— right now— we’ll see. but uh, it’s, it’s a possibility that could happen.”

if they misbehave? what, is Iran a child melting down in a supermarket?

‘Iran, you put that down right now. Iran!’

don’t you miss having a president with an adult-level vocabulary? Donny speaks as if he had been repeatedly dropped on his head as an infant. I’ll bet that’s somehow Joe Biden’s fault, too.

all this talk of restarting military strikes if Iran ahem misbehaves comes less than twenty-four hours after Donny declared that ‘hostilities in Iran have ended.’

now, ‘hostilities have ended’ is a statement that military experts and strategists would call ‘a fucking lie’ — because the continued presence of the US naval blockade of Iran’s ports implies that a state of war still exists.

this is a contradiction that was not lost on at least one reporter.

reporter: “in your letter to Congress, you said the hostilities in Iran have concluded. how can you say that, given the naval blockade?”

Donny: “well, it’s a very friendly blockade.”

oh, it’s a friendly blockade. I see. well, that all makes perfect sen—

excuse me, but WHAT THE FUCK IS A FRIENDLY BLOCKADE? WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?

is our Navy being polite as it boards Iranian oil tankers trying to sail past our warships? are they doling out chocolates and nylons, as if they were infantry liberating Paris during World War II?

now, because I’m a Responsible Journalist and Everything™, I googled ‘friendly sailor gif’ — and this is what I got.

so there you are, there’s your ‘very friendly blockade.’ now you know.

Donny is not ‘staying the course,’ he’s out of his fucking mind — and the sooner the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled press stop sanewashing Dear Leader into some kind of rational statesman, the sooner we might find out way out of this utter fucking nightmare.

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fuck all that noise.

let’s go out on a high note. after I posted photos of the late Ms. Spouse the other day, some folks asked to see more.

sure, why not? here’s another. this is from our wedding day, September 2, 1984.

holy shit, look how fucking young we were.

now here’s my favorite photo of us as oldsters. you’ve no doubt seen it before, because I’ve posted it a few times. it’s a selfie I took a couple-three years ago.

I miss Claudia so much.

have a great Sunday, everyone.

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here’s your daily reminder that I can be found on Blue Sky at this link.

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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.