Donald Trump has replaced the Rule of Law with the Rule of Because Fuck You, That’s Why

because who’s going to stop him?

Donny Convict isn’t that hard to figure out.

there’s nothing much going on upstairs. he’s a rudimentary lizard-brain stem hard-wired to a rancid anus-mouth. that’s the whole ball of wax. Donny’s motivated by the belief that he should have all the power, all the money and all the attention, all the time.

everything Donny does can be filtered through that maxim. the constant threats to invade sovereign nations? power. the non-stop grifting of his worshipers? money. the near-daily press conferences and interviews since his inauguration? the bottomless need for attention.

oh wait — there’s a fourth motivation at work. Donny also does things just to be a dick — just because he can, because who’s going to stop him?

Donny does what he does because fuck you, that’s why.

yesterday, Donny Convict granted a full pardon to former Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich. why? because fuck you, that’s why.

Blagojevich is famous for two things: having a name that looks like someone chucked a bowl of alphabet soup at the wall, and for being one of the most shamelessly corrupt shitwads ever to be found guilty of corruption.

here’s what Roddy Blag did: in 2008, he tried to sell the Senate seat that was open when Barack Obama vacated it to become president.

that’s some pretty outside-the-box thinking, right there. your average governor will simply appoint a Senator when seats become open — but that weak-ass honesty shit wasn’t how Blag rolled. he turned the Obama vacancy into a game of highest bidder gets to go to Washington! who wants in?

no, really. the FBI recorded him saying, “I mean, I’ve got this thing, and it’s fucking golden. and I’m just not giving it up for fucking nothing.”

quite the potty-mouth on Rod, eh? long story short, Blag was impeached, removed from office, and in 2011, found guilty and sentenced to 14 years behind bars.

was there a reason for Donny to pardon Blag? no. was he innocent of the charges against him? no. was his sentence unreasonably harsh? no. was he suffering in prison? fuck no. he wasn’t even in prison. Donny had already commuted Blag’s sentence in 2019.

Donny and Blaggy were cronies, that’s all you need to know. in 2010, Blag was a contestant on the Donny’s game show, Celebrity Apprentice. that’s why he’s getting special treatment. you don’t like it? you think that Donny should respect the rule of law? oh, you innocent babe in the woods. Donny doesn’t give a shit about any stupid rule of law. he’s replaced it with the rule of because fuck you, that’s why.

here’s another big fat fuck you that Donny flung in our faces yesterday: he ordered his lackeys at the Department of Justice to drop all charges against Eric Adams, New York City’s corrupt-as-shit Mayor. this one had a little bit of one hand washes the other mixed in with the because fuck you, that’s why.

Adams had been under indictment for five counts of accepting illegal campaign funds and gifts in exchange for his influence as mayor. was he guilty? probably — but now we’ll never know for sure, because Donny just waved his hand and made those charges go bye-bye.

here’s what Donny gets in return: when he sends his ICE storm troopers into New York City to round up immigrants and ship them off to who the fuck cares, Mayor Adams is going to look the other way. they’re not even hiding the quid-pro-quo.

The order came from the acting deputy attorney general, appointed by President Donald Trump, who said the indictment had “restricted” the mayor's ability to address “illegal immigration and violent crime” in the city.

got that? Donny says that Adams is the real victim here. being under indictment is hampering his ability to enable his anti-immigrant agenda. pretty weird, considering that Adams has been saying the opposite.

The mayor has been adamant that the indictment has not distracted him from his duties.

and please trust Donny and Eric Adams, this special treatment has nothing to do with Adams’ constant post-election pilgrimages to Motel-a-Lago to kiss Dear Leader’s ring. that’s all just a coincidence.

Donny is also ordering all remote-working government employees back to the office, because fuck you, that’s why — but look how out of touch this dumbfuck is.

“we talk about reporting to work. I happen to be a believer that you have to go to work. I don’t think you can work from a home. I don’t know, there’s a whole big oh you can work from— nobody is gonna work from home. they are gonna be going out, they’re gonna play tennis, they’re gonna play golf, they’re gonna do a lot of things. they’re not working.”

projection much? just because Donny routinely blows off work to golf, he assumes everyone else does, too — and he actually believes that the remote workers doing data entry and processing forms have memberships at tennis and golf clubs.

I guess since plane tickets only cost two dollars, Donny imagines that remote workers have oodles of cash left over to spend on club memberships.

meanwhile, despite the massive international outcry over Donny’s plan to ethnically cleanse Gaza and turn it into a resort, he’s pushing forward — because fuck you, that’s why.

Donny: “in the meantime, I would own this. think of it as a real estate development for the future. it would be a beautiful piece of land.”
Brett Baier: “would the Palestinians have the right to return to Gaza?”
Donny: “no, they wouldn’t.”

no, the Palestinians can’t return to Gaza, because fuck you, that’s why. that land is Donny’s private property now.

did you catch that? in three days, the rhetoric has gone from “America will own this” to “I will own this.” Donny imagines he’s going to buy Gaza (from who?) and turn it into an expensive plaything for his plutocrat cronies. Palestinians can go fuck themselves, because they’re not going to be able to afford the million-dollar membership fee.

if Palestinians want to return to Gaza, they can apply for dishwasher jobs at Gaz-a-Lago and take the bus in every morning. and no, the Palestinians can’t work from home — because the lazy fucks will only spend their time golfing.

I swear, some days you just want to root for the asteroid.

2032? what the fuck is taking so long?

---

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

---

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.