high prices are good for you, and other fucked-up fairy tales from the Sunday Republicans

they really expect us to believe this bullshit

the Usual Gang of Republican Shitweasels fanned out all over the Sunday shows yesterday, to do what they do best: stare right into our faces and lie about every fucking thing. let’s document the atrocities.

wait, did I say lie? let’s gaze in supreme stupefaction as Texas’s own twentyfourseven scandal generator, Ken Paxton, accidentally commits an honesty.

Maria Bartiromo: “what are you going to do about your own record and your own perception? the Wall Street Journal describes you as ‘scandal plagued.’”

Ken Paxton: “the reality is they could say the same thing about Donald Trump.”

pro tip for Kenny Kleptocrat: bragging about being as clean as the grifting grifter who got convicted of 34 counts of business fraud is not the flex you imagine it is.

everything Preznit Fuckwit does turns out to be some kind of scam. oh look, here’s a brand-new one. you know that ‘Freedom 250’ concert series that every act is canceling on, because no one wants Donny’s indelible foul stench on them?

you might think that ‘Freedom 250’ is part of the US government’s official 250th birthday celebration — in fact, that’s what Donny wants you to think — but it’s not. it’s a private corporation wholly owned by Dear Leader and his cronies — and it’s just another way for him to line his pockets.

Like the White House ballroom project, Trump’s “Freedom 250” is also a pay-to-play scheme. People and companies with financial interests likely affected by Trump are encouraged to make tax-deductible donations to gain access to, and seek favors from, him.

Corporations pay between $500,000 and $10 million to become Freedom 250 “sponsors.” A corporation giving $1 million or more will be invited to a “private Freedom 250 thank you reception” hosted by Trump.

like any mob boss worth their salt, Donny always gets his cut.

no wonder Donny went ballistic and threw a massive shit-fit when he found out that nobody wanted to perform at his Freedom 250 concert — it affected his own bottom line.

and that’s the level of theft that Klepto Ken Paxton wants to shamelessly brag about being the equal to? go for it, bro.

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serious question for the Sunday bookers and producers: why do you keep inviting White House Energy Vampire Colin Robinson Kevin Hasset onto your shows? it’s just the same dog-and-pony show, over and over. Colin Kevin stands on the White House lawn, and can barely keep from bursting out laughing as he explains why whatever economic disaster that’s currently clusterfucking its way through our wallets is actually a good thing.

“people are spending more on gas, but they’re also spending more on everything else — not just groceries, but restaurants and so on. I think that’s a sign you see when people are optimistic about the future.”

now, if you were a Sunday show host, wouldn’t your reaction to Kevin’s babbling be something like ‘shut the fuck up, you giggling hyena. what in the hallowed name of Counterfactual Bullshit Jesus are you trying to pull here?’

fact check: people aren’t spending more because they have shitloads of money. they’re spending more because everything costs an arm and a fucking leg, because of tariffs, and because of Donny’s illegal don’t-you-dare-call-it-a-war on Iran. people are spending more and getting less, and they can’t opt out of this economic nightmare unless they want to go hungry.'

why do I need to explain this to someone who allegedly has a PhD in economics? is it because you’re a fucking liar, or did you get your degree from Trump University?

but Fox News bobblehead Shannon Bream doesn’t say any of that shit. her actual reply to Kevin is, ‘well, we hope there is reason for optimism.’

thanks a fuckload for your contribution to the discourse, Shan. you’ve really earned your paycheck today.

what does Fox News’s MAGAfied audience think of being lied to so blatantly? aren’t they insulted, or are they too fucking stupid to realize it?

are they actually sitting in front of their TVs, going ‘well, I guess high prices are a good thing’?

no, wait — don’t answer that. I’m not sure I want to know.

now, if you ever needed more proof that none of these fuckheads give a shit about the financial well-being of We the People, Kevin is only too happy to do you a solid.

Shannon Bream: “okay, let’s talk credit card debt. that’s another issue. the Wall Street Journal says that the first quarter of this year, the percentage of credit card balances that were at least 90 days delinquent rose to 13.12%. that’s the highest level in fifteen years. people say they’re using those cards to get through necessities, because they can’t afford what’s going on. so, your message to them?”

Kevin Hassett: “right, well, we talked to the CEOs of the credit card companies all the time, and we do see some increased stress like the numbers that the Journal quotes, but for the most part, there’s not any kind of financial threat to the credit card companies.”

wait a minute, what kind of answer is that, that the CEOs aren’t worried? Shannon Bream didn’t ask about any CEOs. she asked about We the People — us, the ones who are struggling to pay for basic goods and services. but Kevin doesn’t answer the question he’s asked, because he could give a fuck about We the People. we’re not the ones signing his paycheck.

no one should give one crusted shit about the CEOs. they’re doing fine. they always do fine — and they fucking love it when We the People have to live off our credit cards. that’s how they make their money, though the ever-increasing interest and late fees that we have to pay. and if we’re never able to pay our balances down to zero? that’s even better — more money for them! they’re a bunch of Scrooge McDucks, swimming in pools of cash.

keeping the rabble tied down by unsupportable debt is how late-stage capitalism works. and none of this shit is sustainable. so shut the fuck up, Kevin.

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riddle me this: would you rather be lied to by a giggling dipshit, or a haughty smirking plutocrat who thinks you’re a peasant? what if I were to tell you it could be both? did I just blow your mind? because not only does White House Energy Vampire Kevin Hassett keep getting invited back onto the Sunday shows each week, so does Treasury Secretary Soybean Scott Bessent.

Maria Bartiromo: “we are are seeing a spike in inflation.”

Scott Bessent: “it’s a very limited spike.”

yeah, right, it’s limited. it’s temporary. it’s as temporary as Dear Leader’s dementia. but that’s Soybean Scott’s schtik — to claim whatever economic disaster is currently afoot is just a mere blip that will be over in a flash, just as soon as Donny hurls his handful of magic beans into the River Styx.

Bessent keeps telling spinning this fever swamp hallucination of ‘temporary’ inconvenience. meanwhile, Donny’s don’t-you-dare-call-it-a-war on Iran is now in its fourth month, with no end in sight.

Giggling Kevin, Smirking Scott, Dear Leader — they’re all just sleazy used car salesmen, saying whatever flim-flam nonsense pops into their head, in order to make a sale. no wait, that comparison is unfair to sleazy used car salesmen.

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Preznit Fuckwit has no public appearances on his official schedule for today. that makes four consecutive days that Donny’s minders have kept the guy who just bragged about being required to take the brain damage test for the fourth time away from the microphones and cameras. but sure, tell me again how Donny isn’t in steep decline and doesn’t need to be micromanaged. that’s such a cute story.

it’s too bad they didn’t think to take away Mister I Pointed At A Camel’s phone, however, because Nuts Boy went on a batshit 1:00am posting spree last night.

Has anyone ever seen a happy Dumocrat??? President DJT

oh look, Donny’s accusing-confessing again — because nothing says ‘I’m a happy chappie’ so much as rage-posting in the middle of the night about every grudge and grievance.

now here’s a piping-hot slice of what-the-fuck, pulled fresh from the fetid fever-swamp of Donny’s corroded cortex.

Iran really wants to make a deal, and it will be a good one for the U.S.A. and those that are with us. But don’t the Dumocrats, and various seemingly unpatriotic Republicans, understand that it is MUCH tougher for me to properly do my job and negotiate, when political hacks keep negatively “chirping,” at levels never seen before, over and over again, that I should move faster, or move slower, or go to war, or not go to war, or whatever. Just sit back and relax, it will all work out well in the end - It always does! President DJT

I’m sorry, what? Donny’s premise here is that he would have already negotiated an end to his Iraq debacle, but he can’t, because of all the ‘chirping’ from Democrats. big, strong chirping, chirping with tears in its eyes, at levels never seen before — levels few thought possible. possibly the greatest chirpity chirp chirp chirping of all time.

this whiny piss-baby fuck can’t ever take responsibility for anything. it’s not Donny’s fault he can’t negotiate his way out of a paper bag. no, it’s the chirping. dad-gum it! Dear Leader can’t concentrate with all this confernal noise going on! but don’t you love Donny’s boundless optimism, and the way he ends his post?

“just sit back and relax, it will all work out well in the end.”

why does that sound like something Donny would have said to one of his Motel-a-Lago ‘spa girls’ — the kind that he and his dead pedo bestie used to fight over?

but please, tell me, in Donnyland, does it always work out well in the end?

fact check:

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let’s get out of here with some Daily Claudia.

here’s Ms Spouse, somewhere in New England on October 19, 2003.

and here she is the at the Roundhouse in Beacon, NY, on March 30, 2025.

have a great Monday, everyone. today marks the start of the 2026 Atlantic hurricane season. don’t get caught in Hurricane Donny’s shit-blizzard of lies.

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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.