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I Can’t Wait Until Death Finally Silences Trump

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The D.C Independence Day fireworks show which commenced after Donald Trump delivered his divisive and self-aggrandizing tirade concluded just moments before midnight.

After a day of bombast, braggadocio, and bile, one might have expected the octogenarian president to go straight to bed. But at 1:21 a.m., Trump was still active online doing the devil’s work, sharing a graphic that read:

“Over 273 Americans have been shot since the war in IRAN began … in Chicago.” The racist insomniac attempted to downplay the fatalities from his illegal, immoral, unjustified war in Iran by comparing the war’s death toll to that of the crime rate in a city led by a black Democratic mayor.

The death of one American soldier is too many, in a war of choice that only served the interests of the genocidal state of Israel.

The conflict has also caused thousands of deaths across the Middle East, including 120 schoolgirls targeted by an American Tomahawk missile. We are all God’s children, and the deaths of civilians in Lebanon and Iran are as tragic as the death of any American.

We long for the day when Sleepy Don finally goes to sleep and does not wake up, so we never again have to read his despicable posts.

An Exhausted Nation Prays Trump Will Suffer Fatal Heat Stroke July 4th

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Donald Trump, the morbidly obese octogenarian with cardiovascular issues, made the following comments while speaking in Medora, North Dakota, during the inaugural events of The Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library on July 1, 2026:

“And this week we look back on 250 years of glorious freedom and we took so much time and so much effort. And by the way on July 4th it’s going to be approximately 107 degrees out and I’m going to go and I’m going to make a really long speech just to show that I can do anything. It’s going to be 107.”

Theodore Roosevelt was famously sickly as a child, but he transformed himself into one of the most vigorous and passionate outdoorsmen in American presidential history. Trump, driven by ego, appeared to be trying to persuade his supporters that he is as healthy as Roosevelt was in his prime.

Considering that Trump is going to be wearing a dark blue suit in 107° weather, with his red tie choking his vagina, it would not be surprising if he suffered a heat stroke. If the buffoon teetered on his cankles and dropped dead while preaching to the choir, it would be the most glorious July 4th in the long history of our country.

It is illegal and immoral to threaten the life of the President, but there’s no law against praying or wishing that the steaming pile of shit, known as Donald J. Trump, dies of a heat stroke this July 4th.

I Will Age Gracefully

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Social media influencers, the vast majority falling between the ages of 21 and 31, are obsessed with physical aesthetics, they make a lucrative income hawking beauty treatments, diet pills, and any product that will make their followers look eternally prepubescent.

Although TikTok does not explicitly exclude older users, its youth-driven platform can feel surreal and disorienting for senior citizens. We feel like fish out of water, adrift in a toxic, artificial environment. Thanks, but I will stick with Facebook, even if it is nearly as obsolete as MySpace.

Fortunately, I am tired of unrealistic beauty standards, and I gave up trying to look younger than my chronological age decades ago. I embrace my bald pate, my beer belly, and my wrinkled visage. I am not in the market for Wegovy or Botox, and I feel emancipated. I will never look at my mirror and see Mickey Rourke staring back at me.

Age-defying products and procedures are costly illusions. We cannot defy, cheat, or postpone death; we are all inexorably moving toward our appointment with the Grim Reaper.

Evangelicals Humiliated as Trump Falls Asleep on Them

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Members of the Religious Liberty Commission—composed almost entirely of evangelical Christians, along with a token Jewish rabbi and a couple of Catholics—went to the White House to pay homage to their orange messiah.

They whispered sweet nothings in Trump’s ear, specifically that there should be “bridges” between church and state rather than “a wall of separation” as Thomas Jefferson advocated.

The MAGA cult has already succeeded in bulldozing the wall of separation between religion and politics, and they are well on their way to establishing a White Christian Nationalist theocracy.

Evangelicals formed a circle around Trump, reminiscent of a circle jerk, who was seated at his desk in the Oval Office, as they left him drenched in their praise.

The irreligious sociopath has nothing but contempt for these useful idiots, evidenced by his nodding off while they fluffed the object of their adoration. Even Paula White’s platinum blonde sexuality and Ben Carson’s Uncle Tom coonery was unable to keep Trump from falling asleep.

While Trump is sleeping, his cabinet of grifters and fraudsters, and his religious advisers of con artists and haters are destroying our democracy.

Time to wake up America.

Fewer People are Naming Their Baby ‘Donald’

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“Fewer Americans are naming their children “Donald” than ever, hitting a new low in the president’s second term.

Social Security Administration (SSA) data shows 2025 was the lowest point in recorded history for the name, with Donald only ranking 690th among the most popular names in the U.S.”

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Ever since I watched Karen Allen played the iconic role of Marion Ravenwood in Raiders of the Lost Ark, the name “Karen” conjures up images of the sultry actress.

In the late 2010’s the internet adopted “Karen” as a pejorative slang term. It became universal shorthand for an entitled middle-aged woman who weaponizes her white privilege against retail employees, service staff, especially if they are people of color.

Now, when I hear the name “Karen,” I no longer think of Karen Allen in her prime, with her warm brown hair, striking blue eyes, and calming smile. Instead, I picture a frumpy MAGA bitch hell-bent on harassing minorities.

The name “Karen” is now anathema not only to me but to many others. Parents have largely stopped choosing it for their daughters, fearing the name will expose them to teasing and bullying.

As a child, my favorite cartoon character was Donald Duck, a flawed figure I could relate to. The smallest annoyance—whether a noisy alarm clock or a buzzing bee—could send him into a temper tantrum of biblical proportions.

The name “Donald” once evoked nostalgic memories of my childhood; now it calls to mind the disgraceful figure of the steaming pile of human shit, Donald Trump. I understand why parents are reluctant to give their innocent newborns such a reviled name.

Trump-Meloni Feud

Italian Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni, 49, is the mirror image of an American MAGA evangelical. She has built her political brand around Italy’s Roman Catholic heritage and traditional family values. She uses her Roman Catholic identity to buttress her political platform, advocating for policies that resonate with Trump supporters, like opposing abortion and LGBTQ rights.

President Donald Trump and Italian Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni are close ideological allies, but they are hardly bosom buddies. The mercurial U.S. president has turned against her amid geopolitical rifts over America’s illegal and immoral war of choice in Iran.

Perhaps the main reason Trump shows Meloni so little respect is that he cannot regard a female political leader as his equal.

Trump sparked a feud with his Italian counterpart by falsely claiming she had begged him for a photograph at the G7 Summit in France and that he agreed only out of pity. The claim is plainly false: world leaders kept their distance from Trump and appeared eager to avoid being near him. Who would want to be within smelling distance of his bad breath and soiled diapers?

The attractive Meloni angrily denied the claim, calling it “made up,” but the repulsive octogenarian doubled down in a post on Truth Social, saying Meloni had asked “over and over” for a photograph during the summit. Trump should not flatter himself; no woman wants a photo-op with such a loathsome creature.

Trump’s pettiness and ego have jeopardized America’s relationship with an ally simply because the female prime minister challenged his self-aggrandizing lie.

Canada Combats Hate Speech by Stripping Religious Protections

Our more enlightened and democratic neighbor to the north passed “the Combatting Hate Act” (Bill C-9), a law designed to strengthen the Criminal Code against hate crimes, protect community gathering spaces, and ban the public display of specific hate or terrorist symbols.

Evangelicals have their panties in a twist because The Act repealed a long-standing defense in the Criminal Code that protected individuals from hate convictions if they were expressing a religious opinion “in good faith” or quoting a religious text.

There is no hate quite like “Christian love.” Under the Act, so-called Christians can no longer protest outside a gay-affirming church, call its members an abomination deserving death, and then claim exemption from hate-speech laws because they are quoting the Bible.

This legislation does not apply to private conversations; evangelicals are free to participate in a circle jerk and rail against gays and lesbians.

For millennia Christians have engaged in hateful rhetoric and acts of violence that spring from such hateful speech and used the Bible as justification.

In America under Donald Trump’s fascist regime evangelicals feel emboldened to engage in hate speech against immigrants, the LGBT community and racial minorities, but at least in Canada they will think twice before publicly engaging in hate speech.

The Truth Will Defeat Pathological Liar Trump

“Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.”

John 8: 444

Donald Trump embodies the deceitful spirit of Satan, the narcissist lies about his personal appearance, his health, and his cognitive acuity. It would not be so bad if he only lied about relatively inconsequential matters like the size of his manhood or his weight.

But the liar-in-chief has a documented history of making false or misleading claims about critical political and geopolitical issues. Trump’s lie that Iran posed an existential nuclear threat to the USA resulted in an illegal and immoral war of choice. His penchant for mendacity has been widely tracked by fact-checking organizations, the Washington Post has documented tens of thousands of false or misleading statements throughout his political career.

White evangelical Christians have rejected Jesus Christ who is the Truth and have embraced the pathological liar as their messianic Fuhrer for their White Nationalist Christian regime.  

Trump’s MAGA supporters present themselves as carrying out a divine mission while spreading misinformation and disinformation to advance his authoritarian agenda. Evangelicals recognize that Trump frequently lies, yet they tolerate it as long as he promotes a platform rooted in racism, homophobia, misogyny, and xenophobia.

We must confront Trump and his MAGA movement not with memes, AI videos, or mean tweets, but with the truth embedded in the Constitution.

Don’t Ignore Boomers

Young people are often naturally expressive: they may speak loudly, dress boldly, and play music at high volume, often unaware that older people may find it overwhelming.

Young folks yearn to be seen, and they use social media to amplify their dreams, hobbies and even the banal activities of their everyday life.

Boomers have already made their mark on life, for good or ill, and they are not as desperate as millennials and Gen Zers to convince their friends and family and society at large that they are with the “in crowd.”

But we do not want to be ignored or overlooked; feeling unwanted often makes us feel invisible and pushed into the background.

We may have stopped caring about trying to look youthful or fashionable, but that does not mean we have given up on life, and we still want to be an integral part of society.

We are not a faceless group; we are unique individuals who simply desire to be recognized and treated with respect.

I Call BS on Boomer Saying, ‘It’s Better to be an Hour Early than a Minute Late’

If I had a dime for every time a baby boomer said, “It’s better to be an hour early than a minute late,” I would be rich. This familiar saying echoes Shakespeare’s line, “Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.” In the Bard’s time, however, keeping time was far less precise than it is today. Rather than tracking minutes and seconds, people relied on sundials and hourglasses to measure the passing hours.

Boomers did not grow up with GPS-synchronized wristwatches and clock radios, and because people’s timepieces were often out of sync, they developed a habit of arriving early to avoid being late.

Today everyone is running on GPS time, and there is no reason to arrive early for a doctor’s appointment, a dinner date, or any other occasion.

Although punctuality is a virtue, arriving too early can be an inconvenience today. Arriving too early can cause undue stress on family, colleagues, and medical providers.

I am a boomer, but my motto is that it is better to arrive a minute early than a minute late. I do not want to create awkwardness by showing up an hour early for a family dinner or a medical appointment.

I am flexible, but many boomers are set in their ways and unlikely to change to accommodate younger people. Younger folks would be well-advised to tell them an event starts an hour later than it actually does.

Robert Jeffress’ Toupee is as Fake as his Christianity

Robert Jeffress, the evangelical pastor of the First Baptist Church megachurch in Dallas, is one of Donald Trump’s most strident supporters.

Jeffress first offered his public support for Donald Trump in September 2015, and he has remained a loyal booster through every political scandal, profane outburst, criminal act and outrageous antic that makes a mockery of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

To his credit, Jeffress acknowledges that Trump has not earned his loyalty by reflecting the ethical teachings of Jesus. In a 2016 NPR interview, he explained:

“I don’t want some meek and mild leader or somebody who’s going to turn the other cheek. I’ve said I want the meanest, toughest SOB I can find to protect this nation. And so that’s why Trump’s tone doesn’t bother me.”

Trump’s homophobia, misogyny, dishonesty, xenophobia, and plain cruelty warm his heart and stiffens his wood.

Jeffress is also drawn to Trump for his ruthless business style and his ability to exploit his followers. He admires the grifter-in-chief and seems to envy Trump’s success at extracting money from supporters.

The televangelist is often seen wearing his signature bright red tie, which he likely chooses as a tribute to his orange messiah.

I am sick and tired of the fake Christianity of Trump’s MAGA supporters, their mode of Christianity is as fake as Jeffress’ ridiculously fake toupee.

Trump’s Supporters Ritually Kiss His Anus

Dementia, disease, and a dissolute lifestyle have taken an incredible toll on Donald Trump’s corpse. Syphilis rash has ravished the side of his neck, a vain addiction to orange spray tan has cursed him with raccoon eyes, a series of mini strokes  has left him with a droopy stroke face, male pattern baldness has thinned out his wispy urine-colored hair, skin elasticity loss is to blame for his neck resembling a prolapsed vagina, disgusting doll hands are a giveaway that he has a micro-penis, but his most disgusting feature is his sphincter-shaped mouth.

Several Bible verses describe the Almighty speaking the universe into existence: “For he spoke, and it came to be, he commanded, and it stood firm.”

In the Bible, the mouth primarily symbolized communication, the condition of the inner heart, and the power of human speech to create or destroy. When the orange antichrist speaks or tweets, he creates chaos and confusion; his words have incited racism, violence, division and all manner of evil.

Osculum infame is a witch’s ritual greeting upon meeting Satan. The name means the shameful kiss since it involves kissing the devil’s anus.

Trump’s sycophantic supporters greet him with a kiss firmly planted on his asshole, in most cases they do so metaphorically and in a few cases, it is a literal kiss on his anus. If Senator Lindsey Graham, House Speaker Mike Johnson, Senator Tim Scott and Vice President JD Vance mouths are swabbed by a physician, they will test positive for Trump’s rectal bacteria.

I would rather eat a zombie’s ass than show any kind of affection for Trump; cowards and idiots who kiss his ass deserve to burn in hell.

Big Brother is Watching

Anyone can legally film you without your permission or consent in a public place. When you are out in a public space, such as a public street, sidewalk, or city park, you have no “reasonable expectation of privacy.”

With doorbell and surveillance cameras now everywhere, it is nearly impossible to walk down a street in any city, large or small, without being recorded many times.

That studious looking gentleman seating in the bar stool next to you might be wearing a camera built directly into the frame of his glasses, videotaping you as you gulp one shot after another.

The moment you step outside, your own Ring camera may record you, and cameras at stores, banks, and restaurants will likely do the same. This is the reality of modern life, and we have to accept it.

Therefore, we must always look sharp, not do anything shady, and behave as if Big Brother was walking by your side.

Before the digital age, people could sometimes get away with stealing a neighbor’s newspaper, failing to pick up after their dog on a well-kept lawn, or urinating in an alley. Not anymore—because cameras are everywhere, you are much more likely to be caught.

Welcome to the 21st century: Big Brother is watching. So, behave yourself, or someone may record you acting like a Karen.

Don’t Be Surprised Evangelicals Have an Affinity for Trump’s Fascist Regime

Many Americans are baffled by MAGA evangelicals’ affiliation and spirited defense of the fascist Trump Administration. They have a tough time understanding how a movement that claims to follow the teachings of the peaceful, empathetic, and loving Jesus Christ can submit to a sociopath who is the antithesis of the founder of their faith.

I am not.

 Trump’s authoritarian and autocratic regime is tailor-made to appeal to the evangelical mindset. Evangelicals gravitate to megachurches ruled by authoritarian leaders who answer to nobody and have a penchant for making bombastic statements. Donald Trump is the epitome of a dictatorial leader who makes outlandish statements and answers to nobody not even the Constitution, naturally evangelicals worship him as their messiah.

Evangelicals are complicit with Trump is the dismantling of our democracy, they praise God for every anti-democracy statement or action by Trump and his cabal of sycophants. They are on a crusade to destroy democracy, while claiming that they are patriotic and freedom loving.

MAGA evangelicals fail to understand that democracy is an ongoing effort to build a more perfect union, not a finished product. In a healthy democracy, compromise and debate are essential values. Evangelical culture often emphasizes conformity, groupthink, and unquestioning loyalty to leaders, especially those who claim to speak for God.

Trump opposes democracy, and so do his evangelical supporters; we are in an existential struggle against them.

I Miss My Classic GE Alarm Clock Radio

I wear a smartwatch with an alarm and keep my phone on the nightstand within arm’s reach while I sleep. Many other devices in my home also have built-in alarms.

I appreciate the convenience of modern alarm-equipped devices, which help me wake up on time and avoid missing appointments. Still, I miss the popular GE clock radios of the 1970s and 1980s. Their faux-woodgrain plastic cabinets and glowing red LED displays are etched in my memory.

Pressing the large snooze bar was deeply satisfying, silencing the alarm for a blissful nine minutes.

These once-ubiquitous radios now seem to survive mainly in bargain motel rooms—one small perk of being a cheapskate.

I imagine a peaceful death in hospice with a clock radio by my side. I’ll press the snooze button one last time as the palliative care nurse gives me a final dose of morphine. The last image in my mind will be that red LED display glowing in impenetrable darkness.

Evangelical Loses Suit to Remove LGBT Imagery from Workplace

“An evangelical Christian claimed gender ideology was the ‘work of the devil’ and demanded that LGBT-related imagery be removed from a job centre.

Mark Jennings was offered a job as a work coach at an employment office in Canterbury, Kent, in June 2024.

However, before accepting the position he insisted that any visible support for LGBT rights or Pride month be removed from the office.”

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Evangelical Christians cause havoc not only in MAGA land, but in the UK as well, indeed they are a blight on humanity.

Nothing gets an evangelical’s panties in a twist more than any LGBT-related imagery; Jennings would be well-advised to hide in a monastery during Pride Month. The explosion of gayness in June might prompt an embarrassing erection and expose him as a closeted gay man.

Mark Jennings attends a Roman Catholic mass as well as services at two evangelical churches every Sunday, all this religious indoctrination yet he hasn’t learned that gay, straight or trans, we are all the children of God.

To accommodate Jennings’s tender sensibilities, Pride symbols were removed from the public-facing area of the office where he worked.

However, he clutched his pearls and demanded that Pride imagery be removed from the entire office.

In the workplace, no accommodation should be made for bigotry or homophobia, even when rooted in religious beliefs.

This story has a happy ending; the judge threw out the case and ordered the wanker to pay all court costs.

Milli Vanilli to Headline ‘Freedom 250’ Concert

On July 4, 2026, the United States will mark 250 years of independence. In the lead-up to that date, the Trump regime has scheduled several Freedom 250 events, all of them jingoistic, sacrilegious, and corny as hell.

The Great American State Fair, a large national exposition set for June 25 to July 10, 2026, will take place on the National Mall. Featured performers include ’90s acts such as Vanilla Ice, Young MC, and Milli Vanilli.

I admit that back in the day I thought I was cool as I rapped “Alright stop, collaborate and listen” along with Vanilla Ice when his video was on heavy rotation on MTV. I thought Milli Vanilli had it all, great looks, fantastic dance moves, and earworm melodies, but that was before I found out that the duo was as fake as Trump’s urine-colored toupee.

When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, and I partied like a child. But when I became an adult, I left those cringey pop stars behind. The Trump regime is reminding me what a nerd I was back in the 90s, and really all of my life by showcasing these cheesy 90’s pop stars.

Don’t the producers of this musical abomination realize that only one member of Milli Vanilli is still alive? Fab Morvan still tours and records music, but Rob Pilatus died in 1998 from an accidental overdose involving alcohol and prescription drugs.

Don’t they realize that Milli Vanilli was one of the biggest frauds in pop music history? Their only Grammy was revoked after it came to light that they did not sing on their records.

I guess a duo of lip-synching scammers is the perfect act for a musical event organized by an administration of grifters, con artists and dirtbags.

Trump Wobbles Like a Weeble

President Donald Trump attended the annual wreath-laying ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery on May 25 for Memorial Day. As is his practice he made a mockery of a solemn occasion by wobbling like a Weeble as a soldier played “Taps.”

Vice President JD Vance, Secretary of War Pete Hegseth and other military personnel stood ramrod straight while their commander-in-chief was swaying like a drunken sailor.

Trump was not intoxicated; he has long abstained from alcohol and does not smoke. So why was he wobbling?

Older adults may sway while standing because of age-related health issues. In Trump’s case, the wobbling appears to stem from muscle weakness caused by inactivity and from carrying more weight than even his fat cankles can support.

Trump would be better off using a walker to improve his stability and keep him from falling. But he is too vain to admit he wears diapers, so I doubt he will be using a walker anytime soon.

Wobbling Trump is a perfect representation of the current state of affairs, the disastrous war in Iran and the ensuing skyrocketing inflation has his administration on the ropes.

Trump really does resemble a Weeble, an egg-shaped children’s toy featuring a weighted bottom, which allows them to wobble when pushed without ever tipping over.

I am sick and tired of Trump embarrassing America, I wish someone would tip the Weeble over a cliff.

On Being Old

I am not “of a certain age,” a senior citizen, mature or elderly. I am old, and I embrace that politically incorrect word.

When I turn seventy, I will not pretend to be younger. To young people, there is no difference between a sexagenarian, a septuagenarian, and an octogenarian. Anyone over sixty is seen as an ethereal entity whose ticket for the afterlife will soon be punched.

I am not a ghostly creature reminiscing my life away, I am flesh and bones, albeit with creaky joints and arthritic knees. I am an old man who is living in the here and now and is still making new memories.

Because I am in the winter of my life it does not mean that I am obsessed with what comes next, it means I am determined to make the most of my allotted time.

I may be older than dirt, but I am not six feet under yet. All I ask is a little respect and to be treated as though I still belong in this world.

Melania Trump is Creeped Out by Donald Trump’s Double Jerk-Off Dance

On Tuesday, May 19, pimp-in-chief Donald Trump and his bottom bitch, Melania Trump, hosted the annual White House Congressional Picnic. As they welcomed their guests, consisting of grifters, fluffers, MAGA cultists and assorted freaks, Trump busted out his patented dance move, known everywhere as the double jerk-off. To emphasize the fact that he is simulating a double hand job he typically performs the X-rated shimmy with the gay national anthem Y.M.C.A blaring in the background.

Trophy wife Melania Trump could not help but cringe as her octogenarian husband hit his signature dance move on the South Lawn of the White House this week. Melania is not a prude; she was a soft porn model and rumored to be a sex worker in her young adulthood.

But she has red lines when it comes to expressions of sexuality, and she absolutely hates it when her buffoonish and bloated bastard spouse does his creepy bop.

I am sure my readers are as creeped out as Melania, but bastard that I am I am not done creeping you out. Who do you think Trump fantasizes that he his jerking-off when he performs his nausea-inducing boogie? My guess is Bill Clinton and Arnold Palmer.

‘Rededicate 250’ Prayer Meeting on the National Mall was a White Nationalist Christian Shit Show

The “Rededicate 250” prayer meeting was a massive, government-backed White Nationalist prayer rally held on the National Mall in Washington, D.C. on May 17,2026.

This religious spectacle, which mocked the principle of separation of church and state, made no effort to appear ecumenical. Nearly all the speakers were white evangelical Christians, aside from a rabbi and a few Catholics.

There were no Muslim, Buddhist or Hindu speakers, the organizers of this abomination did not want to offend the sensibilities of their blond surfer Jesus, by inviting infidels.

The white evangelicals who made the pilgrimage to Rededicate 250 are Trump’s most loyal and resolute supporters. These true believers worship their Orange Messiah, and they consider every lie, vanity and profanity that emanates from his sphincter-shaped mouth as the Gospel.

But instead of attending his administration’s nine-hour prayer festival Trump decided to play golf at his club in northern Virginia. Play golf or pray, it was a no-brainer for the irreligious sociopath.

Trump sent a prerecorded video message in which he read from 2 Chronicles 7:11–22—or, as he would probably call it, “Two Chronicles.”

It does not matter, the MAGA cultists still adore and worship their false god. Had Trump made an appearance and pissed on them from the stage, they would have thanked god for sending his son to baptize them with his golden urine.

Pastor Robert Jeffress Claims Trump Understands Bible Better than Pope Leo

“A prominent Baptist pastor told Fox News on Saturday that President Donald Trump has a ‘better understanding’ of the bible than Pope Leo XIV when it concerns the military conflict with Iran.”

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Donald Trump commenced a crusade against Pope Leo after he criticized the war in Iran, prompting the warmonger to accuse him of weakness and political bias.

On one side of this holy war, you have Pope Leo the spiritual leader of 1.2 billion Roman Catholics worldwide, and on the other you have Donald Trump the spiritual leader of about 45 million MAGA cultists in the USA.

Hmm, let me see who do I think has greater clarity and spiritual insight on issues of war and peace? Pope Leo XIV the leader of the Roman Catholic Church who has nine years of higher education dedicated strictly to theological, graduate, and advanced ecclesiastical studies or Donald Trump who’s never read the Bible and has a penchant for holding it upside down?

Is Robert Jeffress an impartial voice in this debate? Hardly. The evangelical pastor is a prominent, long-standing Trump supporter who regularly defends him on Fox News and is considered one of his most loyal evangelical fluffers.

Modern popes preach the Gospel of Peace as a core part of their global ministry, calling for diplomacy and negotiations to prevail over violent rhetoric and war. That is what popes do, they preach peace.

Only an antichrist figure would start a feud with the pontiff for calling for a diplomatic solution to the illegal war on Iran.

Jesus must be spinning in his grave over the way infidels are perverting his Gospel of Peace.

Early Morning Senior Mall Walkers: the Zombie Apocalypse

As a senior citizen, I have given up many lifelong hobbies because I no longer have the physical agility, coordination, or mental sharpness to do them—or to enjoy them.

As a teenager, I used to play basketball all day long at my local playground. I haven’t touched a basketball in decades, and if I attempted to shoot a ball through a hoop it would be as futile as attempting a hole-in-one on a par three hole.

Jogging has been the one constant in my adult life, and I still make my usual rounds through the neighborhood with my loyal dog. In spring, when the sky is blue, the grass is green, and the roses are in bloom, I feel energized and renewed. When I get home and plop down on the sofa, all my joints may creak, and I may be out of breath, but nevertheless I feel like a young man.

My septuagenarian sister has long urged me to give up my daily jog around the neighborhood and walk at the mall instead. Mall walking is popular with seniors, and many malls open their doors one to three hours before the stores do to accommodate morning walkers.

Today I decided to give mall walking a try. I arrived at the shopping center at eight in the morning; the stores were shuttered, and many of the lights were still off. The place felt like the set of a post-apocalyptic horror film: older walkers shuffled past, their glaucoma-blurred eyes sliding right over me.

I was chilled to the bone. I am not as nimble as I used to be, and I wasn’t sure I could run away from them. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, and to my horror I discovered that I looked just like them.

Lesson learned: I will not go to the mall before it officially opens again. Tomorrow, I will be back to jogging around the block.

Evangelical Clergy Bless Unveiling of Trump Gold Statue

A colossal gold leaf statue of Donald Trump was unveiled at the president’s golf course in Doral Florida. The 22-foot abomination depicts the president thrusting his fist into the air, in a defiant gesture.

You would expect Christian and Jewish leaders to keep their distance from a ceremony that celebrates a brazen act of idolatry. Both Jewish and Christian traditions condemn the sin of idolatry as codified in the 2nd Commandment: Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image.

 It should not be surprising that Trump’s longtime spiritual advisor Pastor Mark Burns and a circle of evangelical and Jewish clergy blessed the unveiling of this travesty.

Burns likely knew he was blessing a golden calf or, in Trump’s case, a golden pig. “Let me be clear: this is not a golden calf,” he protested.

Burns is familiar with the story of the golden calf:

While Moses was on Mount Sinai for 40 days receiving the Ten Commandments from God, the Israelites grew impatient and pressured his brother Aaron to create a golden calf. On Moses’ command, the Levites killed 3,000 men involved in the idolatry.

Whether you read the golden-calf story as history or as an allegory, the point stands: people who deify themselves are ultimately undone by vanity, arrogance, and stupidity.

Whatever one thinks of Donald Trump, many evangelicals have elevated him to a near-messianic status and accountability will follow. As surely as any graven image can fall, his political moment will pass; the moral arc bends toward justice, and the movement that enabled his abuses will face lasting scrutiny and consequences.

Susan Collins is a Quivering Mess

“Senator Susan Collins has said the shaking seen in recent campaign videos is caused by a benign essential tremor, following days of online speculation about her health as she seeks re-election in Maine’s closely watched 2026 Senate race.”

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Susan Collins often claims to be concerned about Donald Trump’s statements, posts, and policies and then votes with him anyway. Even if Trump signed an executive order demanding that every MAGA loyalist sacrifice their firstborn as proof of allegiance, she would clutch her pearls, voice her concerns, and then ask if she could offer up a sibling instead since she has no children.

What should concern Collins is the head shaking that disrupts her speech. She insists it is caused by a benign essential tremor and says she is not worried about it.

Collins has had this condition throughout her public career, but it has worsened significantly, and some observers worry it could kill the septuagenarian.

We are all familiar with Donald Trump’s signature dance which makes him look like he is jerking off two dicks; many GOP politicians have imitated his dance to show solidarity with him. Collins has never attempted the infamous dance because she realizes that it would make her look like she is clutching two vibrating dildos.

I am concerned about the Republicans retaining control of the Senate in the midterm elections, the good people of Minnesota should vote this quivering spinless idiot out of office.