Thursday, August 29, 2019

Bad Moon on the Rise

I’m sorry to keep commenting on the ass-kissing festival of the Republicans in Washington and all over the country. It’s just so stunning and hard to avoid. Trump offers his bare ass unprejudicially to everyone.

Republicans queue up to revere and kiss the hallowed object. Catholics, especially, seem prone to this idolatry, abomination and sacrilege. I can make sense of the evangelicals and their support.

They benefit as the reascendant Confederacy, America’s original traitors. Among Catholics it’s a pure love of submission and the suspension of disbelief normally reserved for their religious practice and the theater.

What a sad spectacle of human degradation and debasement. Notice that Trump appointed Callista Gingrich, an ignorant whore and wench, as ambassadress to the Vatican after white Catholics voted for him.

This is a classic Trump tactic, rewarding loyalty with an insult—a test and demand for further shit-eating and implication. Catholics complied. Such true soldiers and cannon fodder are vested with opportunities in servitude.

Barr and Kavanaugh, for example, were exalted as reliably lying henchmen and hacks. They were already compromised by Bush’s crimes.

Catholics proudly serve Trump in many important positions, defending his falsehoods as they would the paradoxical, irrational and anachronistic tenets of their church—as though the lies are revelations.

Trump is a revelation, all right—of the perseverance of pure, primal evil in the postmodern world, an emanation of Satan in a digital age.

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