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“Whale juice.”

 

“Debate?” “Character?” 

Live from the road, we find ourselves basking in the afterglow of the single most momentous Democratic National Convention in my lifetime. Naturally, the MAGATS were simply awful.

“Welcome to ‘Sneakin’ Into the DNC’ With Mr. Meth Pillow and Rudy Ghouliani.” Jesus, these people. Everyone is catching up with this little radio community in realizing where Nitwit Nero is concerned, “He Ain’t Gonna Make It.” Did Orange Julius Geezer pull a Reagan and conspire with PsychoBibi to keep the Hamas hostages in custody to get him elected? Would anyone put it past him? Michelle and Barack brought down the house on Day 2 of the DNC. The enthusiasm is still higher than I’ve ever seen.

DNC Day Two. Because Day One made the MAGATS lose what little they have that passes for minds.

“Morans. Ye have them always.”

Go, Hilary!

Welcome to a conversation like no other,  Join it.

At this point, the entirety of Nitwit Nero’s campaign is one long Chewbacca Defense: “It don’t make no sense.” He babbled away at his tacky golf motel in New Jersey today. Project 2025 gets outted in a big way, along with the lie that Trump knows nothing of the nefarious details. 

Weird. It’s an evergreen word in the latter months of 2024.

“Titanic,” indeed! Somebody’s punking Orange Jeebuss. Who uses the theme from “Titanic” at a political rally?! Project 2025 “training” videos are every bit as creepy as you could possibly imagine. Ick. Yuck.

JD Vance: The Gift Who Keeps On Giving 

“He Ain’t Gonna Make It.” -Todd, Sage Of South Carolinastan, who is more right than he knows.

The day after That Philly Moment shows no signs of letting up. Meanwhile, NitWit Nero and Dim Shady are tap dancing on rakes. Like the song says, “An’ it feels . . . GOOD!”

America meets our future . . . if we but have the courage to claim it. 

THIS was a moment. This was generational. 

Mark this day.

Tell it to your kids:

“I was there . . . 

when America found her 

soul again.” 

I mean . . . it’s not like “Moran Monday” doesn’t mean what it says. It’s actually a moran-poor sort of situation. Too, too many and not nearly enough folks carrying butterfly nets. 

What a day!

Why We Can’t Have Nice Things, Paris Olympics Edition. 

More thorns than roses, I think. But the thorns are . . . really dumb? 

Some Tuesdays are more titanic than other Tuesdays. Enter one Andrew Klavan, who thinks women are a commodity in need of management. It’s oh, sooooo much worse than that. Then there’s the MAGAT Masculinity Manliness Show in the Senate today. The pathetic flexing was . . . pathetic.

Nothing brings the morans out from behind the baseboards like cultural and historical references. Paris brought them out in droves, grunting and braying and squeaking like the outrage addicts they are. Oh, and they’re also big mad about “Deadpool and Wolverine.” Meanwhile, President Biden is still presidentin’. And making more heads explode. 

“J.D. Vance is a creep.”

-The Whole World of Women Who Have Cats.

P.S. He gets weirder.