‘off with Bruce Springsteen’s head!’ cries Mad King Donny

it’s day two of this nonsense as President Rage-Baby will not stop whining

it’s 12:45am on a Sunday night. Mad King Donny is pacing the halls of the White House. what remains of his decaying mind is too obsessed to sleep.

“HOW MUCH DID KAMALA HARRIS PAY BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN FOR HIS POOR PERFORMANCE DURING HER CAMPAIGN FOR PRESIDENT? WHY DID HE ACCEPT THAT MONEY IF HE IS SUCH A FAN OF HERS? ISN’T THAT A MAJOR AND ILLEGAL CAMPAIGN CONTRIBUTION? WHAT ABOUT BEYONCÉ? …AND HOW MUCH WENT TO OPRAH, AND BONO??? I am going to call for a major investigation into this matter. Candidates aren’t allowed to pay for ENDORSEMENTS, which is what Kamala did, under the guise of paying for entertainment. In addition, this was a very expensive and desperate effort to artificially build up her sparse crowds. IT’S NOT LEGAL! For these unpatriotic “entertainers,” this was just a CORRUPT & UNLAWFUL way to capitalize on a broken system. Thank you for your attention to this matter!!!”

oh great. United States President Grievance J. Fuckbrain is up in the middle of the night, making wild accusations and calling for investigations.

for the record, there is no evidence whatsoever that the Harris campaign paid for endorsements from Springsteen, Beyoncé, Oprah or Bono. it’s just one of those things that Donny knows is true, because the barking noises in his head tell him it’s true.

so unfair! there can only be one reason why major stars flocked to Kamala’s side, while Donny had to make do with washed-up never-weres like No Longer A Kid Rock: it’s because crimey crimes were being crimed!

and so it’s off with all their fucking heads.

because nothing says efficiency in government so much as getting Pam Bondi and Krazee Eyes Kash and the entire Department of What Used To Be Justice involved in a pointless series of witch hunts, all to soothe the bruised ego of an unquenchable rageaholic.

hey, maybe Donny can get Comer Fudd and that other jackass — the shouty half-dressed degenerate wrestling coach — to hold some congressional hearings. yeah, that’ll be a good use of everybody’s time.

government of the grievance-babies, by the grievance-babies, and for the grievance-babies. what could go wrong?

by the way, here’s the reason Donny was losing his shit in the middle of the night: Bruce Springsteen will not stop calling him a tyrant.

The Boss reinforced his remarks about President Donald Trump at the E Street Band’s May 17 show at the Co-op Live in Manchester, England − a line of criticism that previously prompted Trump to call Springsteen a “dried out prune.”

“My home America, the America I’ve written about that has been a beacon of hope and liberty for 250 years, is currently in the hands of a corrupt, incompetent and treasonous administration,” said Springsteen to cheers as he took the stage, echoing what he said at the tour’s opening show on May 14 at the same venue.

delicious.

do bear in mind: every accusation to ooze out of Donny’s rancid anus-mouth is actually a confession — so Donny screaming about crimey crimes being crimed is all the proof you need that his own campaign was paying Kid Rock to make all those discordant bleats that were somehow supposed to pass for music.

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Scott Bessent, the gazillionaire Treasury Secretary who will be absolutely fine no matter how badly Preznit Fuckwit crashes our economy, has a message for America’s small businesses: enjoy your shit sandwich.

Jake Tapper: “the one thing I hear from almost every small business owner is the uncertainty. they don’t know how to plan for the future because they have no idea what's gonna come.”

Scott Bessent: ‘strategic uncertainty is a negotiating tactic.’

I have a question: does Scott Bessent actually believe this nonsense, or is he making the best of a situation where his boss is a stark barking lunatic who changes his mind about tariffs as often as he changes his diaper?

here’s the thing about uncertainty: it fucking sucks. markets hate it. businesses hate it. consumers hate it. uncertainty makes it impossible to plan for the future. uncertainty benefits nobody — and uncertainty is a negotiating tactic only if you’re a madman.

have you ever heard of this thing called the Madman Theory of Geopolitics?

it dates from the time when Richard Nixon was president, and it went like this: Tricky Dick’s foreign policy stooges would ring up their commie adversaries and go ‘look, our president is fucking nuts. we can’t control him. he’ll nuke you in a hot second and not think twice about it, so maybe you ought to give him what he wants.’

I shit you not.

The madman theory is a political theory commonly associated with the foreign policy of U.S. president Richard Nixon and his administration, who tried to make the leaders of hostile communist bloc countries think Nixon was irrational and volatile so that they would avoid provoking the U.S. in fear of an unpredictable response.

spoiler alert: it didn’t work. Nixon was a paranoid criminal, but he wasn’t insane — and no one bought his act.

but oh, look: the Madman Theory isn’t a theory any more. now we have an actual madman in the Oval Office, and we have lackies like Scott Bessent telling us to calm down, madmanning is good.

buckle the fuck in, the crazy around here is going up to eleven.

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because we live in the shittiest possible timeline, Joe Biden has been diagnosed with an aggressive form of prostate cancer.

Former President Joseph R. Biden Jr. was diagnosed on Friday with an aggressive form of prostate cancer that has spread to his bones, his office said in a statement on Sunday.

“While this represents a more aggressive form of the disease, the cancer appears to be hormone-sensitive which allows for effective management,” according to the statement from Mr. Biden’s office.

also because we live in the shittiest possible timeline, the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled media are failing once again to meet the moment.

“Extraordinary timing – according to his spokesman, Biden received this cancer diagnosis on Friday, the same day audio clips of his Robert Hur interview were all over the news”

are you fucking kidding me? you’re going to play ‘oh hmm, how convenient’ games with a cancer diagnosis? read the room, asshole. now is not the time, or the place. do you know when would be a good time? never.

how about never, Brian? is never good for you?

oh, and Cokey McSniffles is cordially invited to go fuck himself to infinity and beyond.

“What I want to know is how did Dr. Jill Biden miss stage five metastatic cancer or is this yet another coverup???”

true fact: absolutely no one will mourn Donald J. Shitnozzle Jr. when he makes his final exit. I fucking guarantee it.

let’s show these disgraceful ghouls how it’s done.

let’s offer our best wishes to President Biden and his family. he’s earned it.

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

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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.

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