fucked around, found out: Jim Jordan and Scott Adams get screwed by the Wingnut Grievance Bubble
fucked around, found out: Jim Jordan and Scott Adams get screwed by the Wingnut Grievance Bubble
unforced self-owns from a couple of real dipshits
(artwork credit: Luke McGarry, from this tweet)
I’ve written before about the Wingnut Grievance Bubble. it’s that enclosed feedback loop where untruths, repugnant behavior and harebrained notions are amplified and unchallenged, causing all who dwell within to fall right on their stupid fucking faces the moment they step out into the real world.
let’s take a look at two recent incidents in the news.
last week, shouty half-dressed degenerate wrestling coach Jim Jordan, the human sonic boom know-it-all who flunked his bar exam, got the bright idea to take a few of his Republican pals, pack them into an airplane along with some reporters, and fly down to the border to waste the taxpayers’ dollars to expose the seriousness of the border crisis.
because everyone knows there’s a border crisis. it’s all over Fox News. Newsmax. Breibart. border crisis. six billion filthy violent foreign-language-gibbering illegal immigrants streaming across our southern border and coming to fuck up all your shit and take your job.
(wait, did you say 6 billion? isn’t that like three-quarters of the earth’s entire population?
yes, SIX BILLION! Marjorie Three Toes wouldn’t lie to you, would she?)
it was a brilliant plan. oh boy, wouldn’t Joe Biden be embarrassed. smug Joe Biden, who had the gall to grab all the headlines by rallying the world against Putin. this would wipe that satisfied smile right off Joe Biden’s face.
Jim Jordan and his GOP pals and all the reporters got into place. cameras were pointed at the border. oh boy, here we go …
and they waited. and they waited. and they waited.
and spoiler alert: they couldn’t find one person crossing the border. not one.
“As they rumbled along the entry port of San Luis, a dam along the Colorado River and more desolate sections of the U.S. border between Arizona and Mexico, though, their search came up empty,” a reporter on the scene described.
oopsies!
because out here in the real world, there is no border crisis. all Shouty Jim had to do was talk to actual experts and learn actual facts. but he didn’t bother with any of that, because Gym lives inside the Wingnut Grievance Bubble, where everyone knows there’s a border crisis.
all Scott Adams had to do was keep his mouth shut. keep his mouth shut and continue to rake in skillions of Dilbert dollars.
but Scott Adams also lives inside the Wingnut Grievance Bubble.
inside the Wingnut Grievance Bubble it’s ok to say terrible things about those people because everyone knows about those people. everyone agrees that those people are the absolute worst.
and then Scott Adams stepped out into the real world. and hilarity did not ensue.
Scott Adams had dwelt inside the Bubble for so long that he forgot that out here in the real world, being an aggressive racist asshole brings consequences.
so now Scott Adams gets to watch as hundreds and hundreds of newspapers drop his comic strip.
but at least Adams now gets to whine about cancel culture, so it’s not a complete loss.
by the way, in a world of Scott Adamses, be a Charles Schulz
The Gym Jordan stunt also proves that he's an idiot. NO-ONE crosses the border at those remote spots for a reason. And what would that reason be? THOSE SPOTS ARE NOT NEAR ANYTHING!! They're also well noted for having no water, or shelter, and help is nowhere to be found. Also it points out his racism because he thinks (like most "conservatives") that anyone without white skin is not smart. And therefore is dumb enough to cross the border in the middle of nowhere, where they can't immediately seek shelter, help, or relatives.
What would Charles Schulz' Peanuts be about if he was around these days? But the restraint that marked his best creations, man, that'd be hard to maintain. It's hard to be funny when the most awful people in the world are stealing children from their mothers and praising war criminals.