first they came for the gas stoves, and I didn't speak out— because what in the stupidest fuck ever
first they came for the gas stoves, and I didn't speak out— because what in the stupidest fuck ever
this day in batshit fucknuttery
you may have noticed in your social media feeds that the MAGAs in your life are screaming incoherently about gas stoves. what in actual fuck are they on about now?
writing in Forbes, Bruce Y. Lee notes:
A January 9 article by Ari Natter for Bloomberg quoted U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission (CPSC) Commissioner Richard Trumka Jr., as describing indoor air pollutants from gas stoves as “a hidden hazard” and indicating that “any option is on the table. Products that can’t be made safe can be banned.” Note that Trumka, Jr., didn’t specifically say that all gas stoves will be banned or that the government is coming for your gas stoves. [emphasis mine]
that’s all it took for the entire wingnut outrage-industrial complex crank itself right the fuck into overdrive.
Former Fuck’s day-drunk personal drug connection was among the first to weigh in:
so was Representative I Really Have No Idea Who She Is:
and eventually it trickled down to the garden variety lunatics:
even Area Numbskull Joe Manchin opened his tiresome mouth:
things eventually got so noisy that the US Safety Agency had to put out official statement stating that no ban of gas stoves was being planned.
which of course the Wingnut Moron Brigade is framing as a “walkback” even though IT WAS NEVER A POLICY TO BEGIN WITH [insert sound of head exploding].
as Atrios likes to say, “the stupid, it burns.”
but remember above all, it’s the standard conservative playbook here, folks: keep the rubes riled up over imaginary bullshit and they won’t notice that you’re picking their pockets
At times I wonder if there's a special carnival sideshow wing in Hell where the souls of gullible rubes who voted Republican are doomed to wander, slack-jawed mouths agape and drooling, as demons pop out to yank fingers off their hands and noses off their faces, wrench arms from their sockets and slice buttocks off torsos, until those tormented souls spy a neon sign above a golden door that reads "This Way to the Egress", and when they walk through the door all is restored... until they realize they are trapped in this Carnival of Souls and begins again. And all the while and for all eternity, growing louder with each circuit, spectral P T Barnum's laughter echoes through the Hellscape Midway.
Of course, Gehenna is much much worse for the predatory, for those who tempted those voters in the Time of Living.
What kind of defective brains think these ravings have any basis in even the outer most fringes of reality? Why are they even in print? Do you think Joe Manchin 20 years ago would ever entertain seriously answering accusations about stoves? But, here we are. Stoves.