Preznit Fuckwit once again shits the bed at NATO

oh look, it’s the Four Fuckfaces of the Shitpocalypse

imagine you’re the head of a NATO nation, meeting with your colleagues in Ankara, Turkey.

you’re trying to get actual work done and accomplish your goals — but how can you, when every time you turn around, some demented old stenchbucket with a piss-mop fright-wig is hogging the spotlight, and saying the dumbest fucking shit imaginable?

it’s got to be maddening.

seriously, Donny Convict is a one-man perpetual motion chaos factory. look at all the clownfuckery he got up to yesterday morning, in the span of just a few hours.

So far this morning, Trump has...
• Declared the ceasefire over
• Threatened to commit war crimes against Iran
• Suspended trade with Spain
• Accused the ‘Islamic Republic of Japan’ of launching 111 missiles
• Referred to Zelenskyy as ‘President Putin’
• Said he is number one on ‘Tic Tack’
• Claimed prices are down on everything
• Suggested the U.S. should have carpet-bombed Khomenei’s funeral
• Mentioned taking over Kharg Island
• Removed Syria from the State Sponsors of Terrorism list
• Praised China, Russia, and Turkey while disparaging NATO
• Tanked the markets

yeah, Preznit Fuckwit actually pulled all that — and more. how the hell is NATO supposed to get any work done, when all the air gets sucked out of the room by some corroded old dingus who can’t even remember the name of the country he illegally attacked?

“we had one hundred and eleven missiles shot by the Islamic Republic of Japan.”

one hundred and eleven missiles lobbed at us by Japan! that’s almost as bad as when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor.

now let’s all gaze in awe as the Great Negotiator shows off his deal-making prowess.

reporter: “is the ceasefire over? is the ceasefire done? is the MOU dead?”

Donny: “it’s a very interesting question. for me? I think it’s over. I don’t want to deal with them any more. they’re scum. you know what scum is? they’re scum. they’re sick people. they’re led by sick people, and, and they’re vicious violent people … as far as I’m concerned it’s over … there’s something wrong with them. they’re cuckoo.”

this is the guy who quite famously said he could have negotiated an end to the Civil War. how? by calling Jefferson Davis a stupid poopy-head?

so, if you’re one of Donny’s NATO colleagues, sitting next to him as he melts down like a two-year-old who was just told he can’t have candy, how do you react?

well, if you’re Mark Rutte, NATO’s Secretary General, you sit there with a stupid grin frozen onto your face while you do your best to act like nothing’s wrong.

Mark Rutte responds to Trump’s meltdown by laughing and heartily shaking his hand as reporters are ushered out of the room.

I know, I know — I’m right there with you. you want to throw something heavy at your screen as you watch these cowards show deference — and actually flatter — a colicky piss-baby.

you’re not alone in your frustration — a Danish reporter actually called out Rutte for his obsequiousness, and was all ‘dude, what the fuck?’

“Mark, you sit next to Donald Trump at moments when he talks about conquering Greenland, talks about lashing out at allies like Spain, starting trade wars — things that it doesn’t seem like the old Mark Rutte would approve of. does this have any affect on your self-respect when you sit next to him like that and say nothing?”

I know, right? can you imagine one of our own worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled press saying anything courageous like that?

but on some level you kind of have to sympathize with Rutte, because he’s trapped between an overfull diaper and a hard place.

as Robert Reich points out in his post today, one’s options are limited when faced with an amoral shit-kazoo, unconstrained by the bounds of decency, with unlimited power and an obsession with grievances and score-settling.

Trump’s power comes from his willingness to violate all the norms, rules, and laws about how American presidents are supposed to act — to do anything that helps him accumulate more wealth, power, and glory, and wreak vengeance on anyone who has tried to get in the way.

The NATO presidents and prime ministers treated Trump with extraordinary deference because they’re afraid of what he might do if he doesn’t get what he wants.

at the end of the day, world leaders are pretty much stuck in the same boat we are, hoping that it all somehow ends as quickly and as quietly — and with as little damage to clean up after — as possible.

all we can do is watch in horror as this fucking idiot preens and brays for the umpteenth time about his imaginary accomplishments.

“I’ve been right about everything and I have been for a long time. that’s how I got to be president 3 times. It's how I won 3 elections. I did very well in the second one, won it. the rigged election.”

oh great, Dumb Delusional Donny brought his emotional support flunkies with him, and they’re all standing there like the Four Fuckfaces of the Shitpocalypse.

you’re got the piss-drunk Secretary of Death, posed like he’s trying really really hard not to pass out. next to him is Liddle Marco Big-Shoes, skulking in the background because he was probably too chickenshit to tell Donny he didn’t want to be there, and over on the right is the insufferably haughty Soybean Scott Bessent, looking for all the world like he’s about to chew out the sommelier for bringing him the wrong vintage of Chateau Lafitte.

and in the middle stands One Fucking Moron To Rule Them All.

so ends another NATO meeting, with fuck-all accomplished. it was a complete waste of time for everyone involved, because Donny made it into a complete waste of time.

he’s an eternal embarrassment.

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oh, and the dumbfuckery didn’t end when the NATO meeting did. Donny stunk it up during the entire flight back home.

first, he played a vigorous round of things that never happened the most.

Donny: “Iran just called. they want to make a deal very badly.”

reporter: “if they want to make a deal, why did they attack commercial vessels?”

Donny: “because … they’re sort of crazy. but they want to make a deal badly.”

let’s do a quick fact check. did Iran just call Donny, begging for a deal?

next, Donny gave us a quick medical update on Glitch McConnell.

reporter: “so, have you spoken to Senator Mitch McConnell?”

Donny: “no.”

reporter: “how’s he doing?”

Donny: “I have no idea.”

let’s recap. Donny didn’t talk to Brain Dead Mitch, but he did talk to a janky, six-fingered plagiarism robot that he thought was the real Teddy Roosevelt.

so he’s got that going for him. which is nice.

and lastly, Graham Platner finally has someone sticking up for him.

“it’s really a question of whether or not you believe the woman. a lot of people say big falsehoods.”

adjudicated rapist says what?

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now, here’s your Hero of the Day. it’s the Communist Dictator of New York, Zohran Mamdani.

here’s how ZM deals with a heckler.

“…and six more minutes living their lives. because I want a city where Christopher Leon Johnson has enough time to come and yell at a press conference. I don’t want him to be stuck on the bus, on the way to the press conference. that’s the city I want. a city where you can heckle your public officials because the bus is running on time.”

can you imagine President Full Diaper thinking on his feet this quickly, and responding to a heckler with this level of grace and humor? no, you cannot. grace and humor is not how spite-fueled piss-babies roll.

can we get Meryl Streep back in here?

thanks for doing us a solid, Meryl. you too, Zohran.

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oh look, it’s Daily Claudia time.

here’s Ms Spouse, asleep in the living room, on January 7, 2024.

and here she is, afloat a boat on the Hudson River, on July 15, 2017.

you know who she was talking a photo of, don’t you? guilty as charged.

have a great Thursday, everyone. don’t be a Fuckface of the Shitpocalypse.

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