new Epstein shit has come to light — and Donny is totally melting down
guess what the guy who bragged about grabbing women did
the allegations and horror stories about the predatory fuckery that Donny Convict and Jeffrey Epstein were perpetrating back when they were besties just keep getting uglier and uglier, and Donny keeps sinking deeper and deeper into his own bubble of psychosis.
what could go wrong?
seriously, new shit keeps coming to light.
the New York Times committed a journalism this weekend and published a long article about all the super-creepy shit that Donny and Epstein used to get up to back when they were sexpesting their way across Palm Beach and Manhattan.
When Mr. Trump hosted a party at Mar-a-Lago for young women in a so-called calendar girl competition, Mr. Epstein was the only other guest, according to George Houraney, a Florida-based businessman who arranged the event. Mr. Houraney recalled being surprised that Mr. Epstein was the only other person on the guest list.
“I said, ‘Donald, this is supposed to be a party with V.I.P.s,” Mr. Houraney told The New York Times in 2019. “You’re telling me it’s you and Epstein?’”
what’s the big deal? who among us hasn’t hosted a party for ‘calendar girls’ at our vermin-infested Florida golf motel, and then, when the girls show up, it’s just you and your pedo bestie? this is perfectly normal stuff.
we should probably check Donny’s Truth Social feed to see how he’s reacting to the Times’ reporting.
“The Washington ‘Whatever’s’ should IMMEDIATELY change their name back to the Washington Redskins Football Team. There is a big clamoring for this. Likewise, the Cleveland Indians, one of the six original baseball teams, with a storied past. Our great Indian people, in massive numbers, want this to happen. Their heritage and prestige is systematically being taken away from them. Times are different now than they were three or four years ago. We are a Country of passion and common sense. OWNERS, GET IT DONE!!!”
oh, I see. we’re going to play a round of Nobody Asked For It Theater, where Donny gets some bug up his ass about a long-festering grievance that’s bothering him, and him alone, and he pretends there’s some giant wellspring of support for it.
apparently, today’s ass-bug is Why Isn’t Everyone As Racist As I Am. why won’t the Washington Commanders change their name back to the Washington Slurs? everybody wants this! and by everybody, we mean that all the voices in Donny’s head are barking in unison.
we don’t even have to ask if ‘our great Indian people, in massive numbers’ are in the room with us right now, because believe me, to Donny, they are.
but Donny, haven’t you seen what The New York Times alleges about you? check out this sick shit:
Mr. Houraney’s then-girlfriend and business partner, Jill Harth, later accused Mr. Trump of sexual misconduct on the night of the party. In a lawsuit, Ms. Harth said that Mr. Trump took her into a bedroom and forcibly kissed and fondled her, and restrained her from leaving. She also said that a 22-year-old contestant told her that Mr. Trump later that night crawled into her bed uninvited.
Jesus.
let’s have another look at Truth Social. Donny must be going totally fucking ape-shit about this allegation.
“My statement on the Washington Redskins has totally blown up, but only in a very positive way. I may put a restriction on them that if they don’t change the name back to the original “Washington Redskins,” and get rid of the ridiculous moniker, “Washington Commanders,” I won’t make a deal for them to build a Stadium in Washington. The Team would be much more valuable, and the Deal would be more exciting for everyone. Cleveland should do the same with the Cleveland Indians. The Owner of the Cleveland Baseball Team, Matt Dolan, who is very political, has lost three Elections in a row because of that ridiculous name change. What he doesn’t understand is that if he changed the name back to the Cleveland Indians, he might actually win an Election. Indians are being treated very unfairly. MAKE INDIANS GREAT AGAIN (MIGA)!”
oh, we’re still doing Grievance Theater, and Donny’s pumped up the volume. if the Washington Commanders won’t voluntarily do a racism, Donny’s going to force them. it they don’t go back to being the Slurs, the Mad King is going to fuck their shit but good. and that goes double for the Cleveland Slurs — because that’s how fascists roll.
while Donny’s at it, he should force the New York Yankees to change their name back to the New York Highlanders. it’s so unfair to all the people living on high land.
meanwhile, the Times’ reporting just gets creepier and creepier.
It was 1993, she said, and she was on a walk with Mr. Epstein on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, when he suggested that they pop into Trump Tower to say hello to Mr. Trump. Ms. Williams thought nothing of it at the time because, as she later put it, “Jeffrey talked about Trump all the time.”
After Mr. Trump greeted them in a waiting area outside his office, Ms. Williams said, he pulled her toward him, touching her breasts, waist and buttocks as though he was “an octopus.”
She said she later wondered whether she had been part of a challenge or wager between the two men. “I definitely felt like I was a piece of meat delivered to that office as some sort of game.”
ugh. just ugh.
it’s hard to believe that the guy who bragged about grabbing women would just grab a woman. how did we not see this coming?
come on, there’s no way Donny’s ignoring all these accusations, is there?
“The Wall Street Journal ran a typically untruthful story today by saying that Secretary of the Treasury, Scott Bessent, explained to me that firing Jerome “Too Late” Powell, the Worst Federal Reserve Chairman in History, would be bad for the Market. Nobody had to explain that to me. I know better than anybody what’s good for the Market, and what’s good for the U.S.A. If it weren’t for me, the Market wouldn’t be at Record Highs right now, it probably would have CRASHED! So, get your information CORRECT. People don’t explain to me, I explain to them!”
oh, sure — Donny’s an explainer, all right. the guy’s a fucking fountain of fun facts.
hey — speaking of explaining, you know what today is? it’s the one-year anniversary of the first time Donny explained all about boat batteries and sharks.
this really is a blither for the ages. in a span of two minutes and ten seconds, Donny pinballs incoherently about a guy who sells boats, batteries, his uncle the MIT professor, electric boats, batteries again, a shark that ate some kid, the media, congressmen, environmentalists, boats again, sharks again, and, finally, that he’ll take electrocution over being eaten by a shark, every time, hands down.
this is take-away-the-car-keys-and-call-the-nursing-home stuff, but the press sanewashed the shit out of it, hardly anyone heard about it, and now this gibbering lunatic is our president.
after whining about the Wall Street Journal, Captain Crazypants — in a desperate bid to not talk about Epstein — started posting random what-the-fuck videos.
a video, by the way, that — like Donny’s hair, teeth and tan — is fake.
Donny then spent some time bragging about his imaginary accomplishments.
because nothing says WINNING so much as putting tariffs on all exports from Penguin Island.
and, finally, we got to the pièce de résistance: AI-generated slop of Barack HUSSEIN Obama being arrested by the FBI.
welcome to Team Donny’s latest fever-swamp hallucination: that Barack HUSSEIN Obama did a treason in 2016 when the DOJ investigated the ties between the Trump Campaign and Russian agents.
so far, there’s no word on if Barack HUSSEIN Obama used his magical microwave oven when he spied on Donny.
which brings us today’s round of Easy Questions, Easy Answers.
Uncle Jeff, did Obama really commit a ‘seditious coup’ as alleged by Nosferatu McGoebbels and all the Sewer Clowns?
fuck no, it’s just the latest shiny object with which to distract MAGA.
the only thing you need to know about this latest Obama-did-a-treason fairy tale is that Donny’s name is on every page of the Epstein Files.
here’s your daily reminder that I can be found on Blue Sky 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.
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by the way, this is the first comment until my post from July 21, 2024:
“EVERYBODY CHILL. I'll be here with what I hope are soothing words of what I hope is wisdom in tomorrow morning's post. don't panic.”
because here's what else happened one year ago today: five minutes after I published my post, Joe Biden dropped out of the presidential race, and naturally that's all anyone wanted to talk about.
UGH. what a year it's been.
God bless Margaret Hamilton. She played the HELL out of that role as the Wicked Witch. She created that whole character and terrified kids for EVER, and I just sort of love her!