Munchkin (Project 2025, Two.)

And Jesus answered and spoke unto them again by parables, and said,

The kingdom of heaven is like unto a certain king, which made a marriage for his son,

And sent forth his servants to call them that were bidden to the wedding: and they would not come.

Again, he sent forth other servants, saying, Tell them which are bidden, Behold, I have prepared my dinner: my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come unto the marriage.

But they made light of it, and went their ways, one to his farm, another to his merchandise:

And the remnant took his servants, and entreated them spitefully, and slew them.

But when the king heard thereof, he was wroth: and he sent forth his armies, and destroyed those murderers, and burned up their city.

Then said he to his servants, The wedding is ready, but they which were bidden were not worthy.

Go ye therefore into the highways, and as many as ye shall find, bid to the marriage.

So those servants went out into the highways, and gathered together all as many as they found, both bad and good: and the wedding was furnished with guests.

And when the king came in to see the guests, he saw there a man which had not on a wedding garment:

And he said unto him, Friend, how came thou in hither not having a wedding garment? And he was speechless.

Then said the king to the servants, Bind him hand and foot, and take him away, and cast him into outer darkness, there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.

For many are called, but few are chosen.

Then went the Pharisees, and took counsel how they might entangle him in his talk.

And they sent out unto him their disciples with the Herodians, saying, Master, we know that thou art true, and teaches the way of God in truth, neither care thou for any man: for thou regard not the person of men.

Tell us therefore, What think thou? Is it lawful to give tribute unto Caesar, or not?

But Jesus perceived their wickedness, and said, Why tempt ye me, ye hypocrites?

Shew me the tribute money. And they brought unto him a penny.

And he said unto them, Whose is this image and superscription?

They say unto him, Caesar's. Then said he unto them, Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's; and unto God the things that are God's.

When they had heard these words, they marveled, and left him, and went their way. ~Matthew 22:1-22

I'm working my way through reading Project 2025. The first chapter of this shit is an absolutely obsessive rundown of government agencies/organization from the White House on down, with a breakdown of responsibilities of each position and all type of stuff like that. And it reads like it was written by a policy obsessive who needed to go see a doctor for the huge purple priapism they had going by the time they got done with all that crap. Particular attention was spent on unelected and non-confirmed positions like White House staff, also. In case you were wondering how much input or oversight they want.

And I find it funny that this comes right after an intro that spent most of its time bashing "Government Bureaucrats" and basically claiming America would be a Conservative Utopia without them, like they thought nobody would notice that shit??

I'm a gamer, and I'll bet you ten bucks that whoever did the legwork on this chapter, at a minimum, is one of those freakish min-maxing Munchkin power-gamers who intends to "Win" at any cost no matter whether or not that's even the point of the damn game. 

Like, this is the kind of person who makes some Noble type character with an absolutely epic skill check in Bureaucracy and tries to kill your game universe with paperwork...and all they manage to do is make things extremely not-fun for everybody else until the other players finally manage to lock them in a closet with some nasty monster and then that guy has to bust ass and roll up a new character on the fly while everybody else is having fun, and you can just tell they hate every second of it.

I'm likewise here to tell you this shit is badly written...on purpose...like it reads like a Masters thesis written by a pothead who was deliberately stoned the whole time they were writing it...and if ever enacted, it sure wouldn't go far enough for the racists and religious nuts. 

People like Kandiss Taylor and Nick Fuentes don't read, and screwing over the entire country from the top down with legalese while Trump or some bellowing jackass just like him does their thing for the public isn't going to cut it as far as they're concerned. 

They wanna go straight to "Thog Smash!" 

And they're about as smart as that implies. 

Also, they don't care that such makes them easy to manipulate. There is such a thing as using Intelligence as your dump stat on purpose...I've done it building various characters, these idiots do themselves that way because if they don't know anything, they can believe whatever they want to.

Meanwhile actual non-weird people who are possibly intelligent or at least well-read enough to get a few of my references here are kicking their ass (And having a good time while doing it.) 

And oh my holy God are these fucking people MAD about it. I mean, like, holy shit.

I guess I just don't see the point of being an angry, joyless idiot who goes through life being pissed off all the time. But then, I've already had to beat addiction and depression, so I'd probably end up dead if I was acting like that.

Honestly it drives me a little crazy even having to witness somebody else doing that shit on a constant basis. 

I mean it, when I used to work at the casino there was nothing like getting stuck working in the breakroom or on any of the various associate dining equipment while seeing Tucker Carlson's sneering mug on one of the TV's half the night for making me want to punch somebody in the face. Usually, one of the people who'd turn that shit back to Fox News after I finally got sick of it and changed the channel to HGTV or something.

I mean, who the hell wants to watch that shit all night? (And yes, I know people who did it.)

Like, their whole damn thing is that America sucks and they hate it if they can't be in charge forever.

No reason given, hell, no reason needed. Like I said Yesterday it's like arguing with a religious nut about why exactly should you get the Jesus?? 

They fundamentally do not have a real answer to the question of "Why should they be in charge?" that's not rooted in their own narcissism and rock-solid belief that The Other Team Sucks for no better reason than The Other Guys/Girls/etc. aren't them.

It's part Narcissism, part Sports fandom generalized over to politics and I'm honestly fucking tired of this bullshit.

And now all these big-time "Conservatives" are enticed by Putin's offer of 'refuge from Western Liberalism' like they don't even remember the KGB, the Red Army, the Soviet Union or how Vladimir Putin got to be Vladimir motherfucking Putin in the fucking first place! 

This guy is not your friend, he's going to talk a bunch of obvious bullshit to your face and pat you on the head, and then a couple of his leg-breakers are gonna hand you a uniform and a rusty-ass AK-47 and shove you on a train to go fight under the Hammer and Sickle in Ukraine, and none of them give a fuck about you.

But the thing that gets me is there will be motherfuckers who take Putin up on this bullshit, because for them it's Anything But America.

Especially if the election goes the way it very much (and increasingly) looks like it's going to.

And I have absolutely no sympathy, Alex. Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.

And it's like, super telling, that they can't wait to fight against America, and against the global system their own forefathers created...because they were trying to prevent the next war...simply because things like exclusion, racism and segregation weren't sustainable in a changing, modern capitalist society that ultimately was going to need the money that Black folks or Latinos or LGBT folk would feed into the system once given full rights and participation and of course once they had buying power and political rights, they were obviously going to demand political power and full representation.

These fucking people would rather fight against America and face the full fury and power of American weapons in the Battlespace in the hands of irate Ukrainians than participate as free citizens in a free society where a Black woman has an extremely high likelihood of being President at all, much less soon.

Like I said, they're thinking "Thog Smash" and they're about as smart as that implies. They think having a gun and a bunch of macho bullshit is the same thing as actually being skilled in the Art Of War. I hate to tell you this, guys, but a hell of a lot of it is IT stuff now. Shit, it was heavily trending that way 30 years ago when I was serving. 

All the macho bullshit and Munchkin antics in the world ain't gonna save you from that skinny kid pushing a button in a Drone Control Center somewhere, and the sad part is, give that kid full battle rattle and a rifle and they'd still win because all the chest-thumping stupid in the world falls before even six weeks of Basic Military Training.

And it doesn't matter how good you can fight when you're up against an AGM-114 Hellfire missile.

What Project 2025 aims to do is take the edge off all that, and replace the United States Armed Forces with Trump's very own personal Red Army. Only thing is, look at how well the real one is working out for the Russians in Ukraine.

It's not and they just passed the grim milestone of 600,000 dead...in case you're wondering what they really want Alex Jones for.

Have fun in hell, idiots.

But please, remember to think a little about how you got there.

Same with Trump being all alone in a plastic box, still talking angry stupid but now he looks like an angry Gerbil in one of those plastic pet store tanks.

Of course for these motherfuckers, anything is better than admitting they fucked up.

Seriously, Y'all, how many times do I have to say it?

You either believe in freedom or you don't.

Слава Україна!

And so tomorrow, as we take the campaign South and West, as we learn that the struggles of the textile workers in Spartanburg are not so different than the plight of the dishwasher in Las Vegas; that the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of L.A.; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people, we are one nation. And, together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story, with three words that will ring from coast to coast, from sea to shining sea: Yes, we can. ~Barack Obama

One

My black face fades,
hiding inside the black granite.
I said I wouldn't
dammit: No tears.
I'm stone. I'm flesh.
My clouded reflection eyes me
like a bird of prey, the profile of night slanted against morning.

I turn this way—the stone lets me go.
I turn that way—I'm inside
the Vietnam Veterans Memorial
again, depending on the light
to make a difference.
I go down the 58,022 names,
half-expecting to find
my own in letters like smoke.

I touch the name Andrew Johnson; I see the booby trap's white flash.
Names shimmer on a woman's blouse
but when she walks away
the names stay on the wall.
Brushstrokes flash, a red bird's
wings cutting across my stare.
The sky. A plane in the sky.
A white vet's image floats
closer to me, then his pale eyes
look through mine. I'm a window.
He's lost his right arm
inside the stone. In the black mirror
a woman’s trying to erase names:
No, she's brushing a boy's hair.
~Facing It, by Yusef Komunyakaa, US Army Veteran