I can’t wait for someone to use the phrase “anchor baby” about her nephew. Right in her face. On camera. During a press conference.

Hold on wait don’t leave yet I’m still looking for my tears. *tossing contents of drawers * shuffling things on counters* I can’t seem to find them. Can’t remember where I put them. I guess I’ll just have to come back and try to find them later. Well dammit (sigh) okay let’s go we’re gonna be late.

This makes me physically ill. I feel like I’m just coming home to the Poltergeist house and shit’s just hitting the fan and the whole world’s gone crazy.

“The Great Retcon” by Pam Bondi.

Self-published, 2025.

“Best polling numbers” = the 5 people standing next to him right now agreeing with everything he says.

I question their ability to count to 20 even touching fingers and toes to help. No way they can count to 120 unassisted.

Money that could more usefully be sent to disaster relief, agencies that monitor weather, alert to conditions, alert systems, infrastructure repair, sirens…but he doesn’t care. It’s not HIS tax money he’s spending. LITERALLY.

You should check to see how much is being spent on the infrastructure they’re putting in around the Ag Expo Center in Kerrville to prepare for Captain Depends’ presidential visit today. No less than 7 18-wheelers full of concrete barricades blocked half a highway yesterday.

I just get NWS alerts on my phone. There is a siren in town at the feed mill. It goes off at noon for lunch that can be sounded off for a weather emergency but there’s nothing “official” about it. Other than that, tv, radio, or social media and hope for the best.

Fuck her.

I live in Comfort. We got a standard “flood watch” alert on 7/3. We get those all the time.

NOTHING on 7/4. At least until we were already witnessing it with our own eyes, out on the roads and assessing the situation to make an evac plan. I legit looked at my phone and rolled my eyes.

Watch it on mute. He looks like some low rent slick rick cheesy televangelist on late night public access tv trying to convince your sick grandma the good lord will let her live forever for the low low tithe of 10% of her SSI check every month.

But I thought yesterday President Dingleberry thought Bibi didn’t know what the fuck he was doing?

This post, friends, is a textbook example of delusions of grandeur. I volunteer as tribute to nominate it for inclusion in the next version of the DSM, however one goes about doing that.

I want him ripped apart, one piece at a time, while he lays in a huge fire ant mound for days with no aid, no food, and no water. Just every couple of hours, someone comes along and rips another piece off and flips it next to him.

But like….what’s to fund? Walking on streets and sidewalks is free.

Do they think we need a billionaire to fund our posterboard and marker expenses?

Absolutely petrified fucking pieces of stale hogshit: every last one of them.

The desire for power has made them wild-eyed delusional. They’ve lost their grip on sanity.

$228 million for a fake job in the crummy Eisenhower Executive Office Building next door.

I bet he’s wishing he’d gone with the platinum contributor package instead of cheaping out with the gold package like some kind of unwashed peasant.

Sooooo insisting on a “men are men and women are women” position IS gender ideology and therefore shouldn’t be allowed.

Unless they want to go ahead and acknowledge that gender isn’t sex.

Goddamn they’re fucking stupid.

Try living in Monumental Twat Roy’s district and dealing with not only him but all the dipshits that think like him and keep voting the sonofabitch in. He’s such an epic shit stain.