Tweet Tower—By now I’m sure you’ve all heard Obama’s ‘leaked’ opinions on the Michael Flynn-effect, and Trump’s “absolute chaotic disaster” of a pandemic response. What finds me on the gobsmacked side of flummoxed is how we, as a country, have entered late-stage democracy with hardly a footnote. We were never going to survive a minor crisis under a republican leadership, let alone a major one, and I would suggest draining the swamp a bit but, now, seeing as how we’ve become fully acclimated Wetland ‘Murican Dwellers (WMDs), such a move would likely leave us all high-n-dry. I used to think the rot could no longer be removed from the republican party, but now I don’t believe you can remove the rot from the good old US of A. But enough about the demise our country, what I find more intriguing is all these SPAM commercials on television lately. Have you noticed? Does it already contain people parts? …you know, to more effectively wean us onto Soylent products? I think it’s a terrible idea. Republicans will never go for anything called Soylent Green, so how about: Soylent Coal, It’s Sheeple.
[Cornholed beef hash joke fried by the editor.]
Las Vegas, NV—The City of Las Vegas was scrutinized last week when the Mayor of Sin City, Carolyn Goodman, suggested using her citizens as guinea pigs “to get the dice rolling,” so to speak, on what many are calling a case of premature reinstate-tiation. She didn’t exactly refer to Vegas as America’s guinea pig, but rather “the Flamingos in the Golden Nugget mine.” The Governor’s first plan, aka Casheen-o Royale, involved three phases: gambling-only for seven days, followed by the reintroduction of booze on week two, and finally, the pièce-of-ass de ré·sis·tance, social-distancing prostitution, or SDP on week three (not to be confused with that other associated acronym). Long Dong Silver is the only VIP member to give the go ahead for phase III and, despite the Governor’s office working long and hard on this one, the idea was eventually scrapped in favor of Operation Covid Roulette, in which only the first part of everything in Vegas that consists of two of the same name can reopen.
Tweet Tower—The Vatican senses a great evil in the world, a disturbance in the force, an unholy bunching in the crotch of mankind’s panties. To the backdrop of the increasingly incoherent ramblings of the American president, Pope Francis demands action. By all accounts, Donald Trump is not the expected version of the antichrist, in fact, stark Biblical inconsistencies place his holiness squarely on the gobsmacked side of flummoxed. “The scripture insists the antichrist would come in the form of a handsome silver-tongued, charismatic leader,” said the Pope, “The New Testament describes a worthy advisory who would fool the world into falling into shadow—not a dickless, tiny-handed despot-wannabe.” The Pope quickly walked back his comments, “Fine, he may have a penis but it’s what we in Rome call piccolo. Look, we were really banking on Obama here; he would have been perfect for the role! Anyway, we must not take the gospel as gospel, we must take it with a pillar of salt.”
Tython—By all Wookiepedia accounts, the Jedi homeworld is way ahead of the galactic curve in preparing for the return of football this coming fall. Mastering social distance cheerleading is a small, but critical step in the return to football normalcy—a normalcy hinged on the existence of the force, a cosmic power that binds all matter to allow for the perfecting of an important form of telekinetic, motivational gymnastics.
Tweet Tower—With the coronavirus ravaging our prison system, the WH, in conjunction with the DOJ, reasoned it would be safer if Trump’s personal lawyer, Michael Cohen, and his former campaign manager, Paul Manafort, returned safely into the fold. Critics claim this is further proof of the president’s cronyism or an attempt to derail their tell-all-books slated for publication. The WH is already calling this ‘Fake Books’ and pointed to the absurdity of someone in Trump’s inner-circle having the ability to read and/or write. President Trump said, “Don’t worry, every day I’ll make them pee in a cup. Not sure why, but Putin says if I send both pee tapes to him, he’ll send the original video of mine back to pee …to me.”
Washington—Those close to Joe Biden claim he is very close to choosing someone who will be very close to him, a running mate. Many are concerned, however, that each time he narrows down the field, they’re always different choices and some aren’t even people. Last week he told his campaign manager, “I got it down to three: Citizen Z, Lassie, or Stephen Colbert, but the one from Jon Stewart, not the one currently on late night.”
Undisclosed Location—Every meth lab will be receiving something extra from the government this week to help them through the hard times. Many small businesses are receiving bailouts, so why not support the very engines running our rural communities? Hours after President Trump gutted any oversight for the latest two trillion-dollar stimulus bill, he announced several controversial decisions, not the list of which was the addition of meth labs to the list of small businesses eligible for a stimulus. In fact, those packages should be arriving several days earlier than any of the other ones, and they can temporarily help curb the sensation of tiny bugs crawling under your skin. An additional 100-billion is also slated for the president’s own administration after he officially designated it a disaster area earlier today.
Tweet Tower—There’s a scourge on this planet and it’s ravaging resources, destroying economies, and costing lives …and it’s called The GOP. What did you think I was talking about? Yesterday’s primary voting in Wisconsin, aka being forced to vote in-person amidst a pandemic, was not only a travesty of justice but it’s a wonderful sneak peek of the November stunts to come. Everyone has the constitutional right to vote, even republicans, but they don’t have the right to bring voter suppression to such a profound level. Oh, I’m being told the Supreme Court backed this? Suprise emoji face. Fine, I guess you do. And today we can’t even assemble to protest this atrocity even if we wanted to. The good news? We don’t want to. They have half the country drinking the Koolaid and the other half sheltered in video game/Netflix streaming-land. Call George Clooney, it’s the perfect misinform.
Upper Narnia–Amidst these crushing COVID restrictions, young Carry Schuster is getting really sick of playing in her room, yet she has clear reservations about slipping through the portal located near the back of her wardrobe closet. The six-year-old is uncomfortable with the unwelcome visits from one, Mr. Numbnuts. She describes the visitor as part lark and part banter, or what the ancient Greeks referred to as a Satire. If her Governor’s shelter-in-place order continues much longer, the shadowy world of ravenous mammalic-hybrids sounds like a much better bet. Since Carry lives in a southern state, she can either limit her social activities to Sunday mass or risk becoming CarryKibble in parts unknown. After listening to the last few emergency White House briefings, she is currently packing her things and would now like everyone to refer to her as, Chew Toy.
Tweet Tower—Director of the National Economic Council, Larry Kudlow, sidestepped his comments back in February 25th, otherwise known as: “We have contained this. I won’t say airtight, but it’s pretty close to airtight, and while the outbreak is a human tragedy, it will likely not be an economic tragedy.” I guess he meant to say ‘airborne.’ Oh, and I added the italics because I learned how to do that recently. Instead of defending his recent comments, Mr. Kudlow shifted his focus to Ivanka Trump’s breasts, asking her, “We all know your father prefers big breasts, dear, so was he ever encouraging you to augment your boobages?” Yes, one of our top economic gurus used the word boobages.
Benson, AZ—The creator of Pig Latin Jack Thompson, or, as his friends liked to call him, Ack-jay Omspon-thay, was killed ester-day-yay while walking his dog through a javelina-infested canyon. The cunning linguist was gored to death by a pack of the wild beasts in what many within the Pig Latin community are calling an ate-hay crime. Many pigs, boars, and feral hogs have resented Thompson’s approach to language throughout his life. Back in 1950, radicalized pigs are also linked to the death of George Orwell for his choice to make the chief antagonist of his famous work Animal Farm an ig-pay named Apoleon-nay. Miss Piggy, of Muppets fame, has refused to comment on the incident, but she reportedly has a strong alibi involving a famous talking og-fray named Ermit-kay
Tweet Tower—Our third world country is showing again, folks …you know, while no one was voting on principle. The picture should be clear in 2020, we take baby steps away from banana republicanism under D and giant leaps toward a failed state under R. The Fox News talking points during the pandemic ramp up angered me a tad more than usual: The media alone is to blame for the virus and the DOW! Sure the lefties hyped this shitznik to a Spinal Tappian 11, but covering the potential demise of an estimated 1.7 million Americans should rank as newsworthy. But I do like our president’s recent tack, from it’s a hoax, it’s a hoax, it’s a hoax …we’re all gonna die approach to information dissemination. How does that heavy pandemic coverage stack up against our ‘least tests in the West’ approach to containment? Or, maybe the 0.00 percent worth of accurate information coming from our president’s mouth or his twitter feed. Or, our initial haphazard to nonexistent federal response. Who knew gutting agencies and firing everyone with an IQ above a turnip could lead to something like this? Oh, right …everyone with an IQ above a turnip.
Formerly American Samoa—Michael Bloomberg has funded the purchase and subsequent secession of the American side of the territory of Samoa, which ranges from that big rock all the way to that line of palm trees. On that important strand of beach, Mayor Bloomberg intends to reign indefinitely as the Samoan’s savior and king. In a speech yesterday, Mr. Bloomberg told his people, “We all have to wait out this virus somewhere, so I’m going to do it in style and purchase an island filled with people who love and worship me. Oh, and Tulsi Gabbard exceeded the 15% threshold for viability in this territory, so she will have full access to the tikibar, hot tubs, and tennis courts! Welcome, Tulsi! But there is still a resort fee.”
[The word ‘bitch’ does not appear at the end of that sentence, but it is implied.]
Have you heard of Project Veritas? You will. It may soon become more lethal than any pandemic. Under a Zano Administration, this group would be investigated, fined, jailed, and deported—preferably all at once while being waterboarded—but if El Presidente holds power, liberals everywhere will be systematically hunted and prosecuted for the equivalent of political jaywalking. Such partisan targeting is not new, but there’s a bigly difference for this round. Project Veritas is hedging its bets on the reelection of a despot by aspiring to become a new and highly politicized wing of the intelligence community. Let’s call them the Gestapo-lite of our budding new autocracy or the house that William Barr built. This important project is currently headed by Erik Prince, remember him? He started his career as a mercenary for Dick ‘Dick’ Cheney over in Iraq through training groups of so-called ‘peacekeepers’ who specialized in dirty money and war crimes. Prince, like everyone else in Trump’s inner circle, has dubious ties to Moscow, which admittedly is not as bad as having ties to Dick Cheney. Someday soon investigations into suspected treason will become, in and of themselves, treasonous. We are on this very threshold with the pending confirmation of John “MAGA” Ratcliffe to head the Office Director of National Intelligence (ODNI). If you recall—in a way Erik Prince apparently couldn’t during a recent congressional hearing—he lied about his meetings with Russian operatives and likely covered for the president during the Russia Probe. For this loyalty, he was duly rewarded by having all charges dropped by the president’s aforementioned new Roy Cohn. Prince is essentially a hired spook-wannabe for the, uh …let’s dub them The Shallow State. Think of Prince as the right’s Christopher Steele. Check out the Veritas Project website and you too can expose your socialist neighbors to The Shallow State! Seriously, they’re looking for the good kind of whistleblowers out there, you know, the ones who only whistle out of the right side of their cheek. For those still confused, the Blackwater guy, who was named a possible Trumpian co-conspirator by Mueller, got off scot-free so he could start selling Russia was a Nothing Burger merch over at his virtual store. And, if all goes according to plan, he then becomes the next J. Edgar Asshole. Make America Gestapo Again? I really want to email VP with false leads like: Hey, I got pictures of AG Barr humping a beanbag chair. Dude, get back to me on this one. I have my Photoshop team standing by.