Showing posts with label bullshit and circuses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bullshit and circuses. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 12, 2025

Quoted For Truth
























Angus has a couple of short posts re: Ukraine over at his blog.
Perennial commenters can cool their fingers: he has blocked comments, to avoid the inevitable anonymous flame war that will ensue, to a metaphysical certainty.
Rabid knuckleheads (you know who you are) can expect similar treatment here.

We link both posts, because he's batting 1.000 on both of them. A+.
Go. Read. Absorb.



What does Ukraine get out of this:

Shafted.
Fucked over.
Devastated and permanently crippled economically and demographically.
Hung out to dry.
A shred of their former existence.
If Russia decides to call a pause, which is by no means certain, nor even likely.

What does Russia get out of this:

Exposed as a paper tiger.
Hundreds of thousands of dead.
Half their ground combat power destroyed, which will take decades to replace.
A century as a diplomatic pariah.
Proof that crime pays.
The knowledge that they can get away with this the next time they're bulked up.
A third of the former Ukraine.

What does the U.S. get out of this:

Peace with dishonor.
Identified worldwide as a buddy-fucker nation who will throw anyone under the bus if it's expedient, diplomatic assurances be damned.
Watching nuclear proliferation become a growth industry worldwide, especially among the nations who really shouldn't ever get one. But we can't unring that bell. You will see this material again.

There's also little reason for Russia to stop now, and it's unlikely either the US or Ukraine will ever swap any minerals out of the ground for cash until  - if ever - the war knocks off.
Trump has zero leverage over Russia now, and Putin has every reason to laugh at any "deal" we suggest.

This is what happens when checkers players play geopolitical chess.
They're all about now, and not so much about the next five things that today doesn't just make possible, it makes inevitable.

POTUS' new callsign should be Shaft.
And not in a Richard Roundtree/Samuel Jackson way.

Well-played, President Chamberlain.
The last time someone pulled off a diplomatic coup like this,
Czechoslovakia found out they didn't really need the Sudetenland.
And that worked out so  well down the line, for everyone.


















UPDATE: Angus has more to say on the topic.

The argument is that our security assurances to Ukraine were all a PR stunt, with fake provisions and promises.

Okay, it was all a sham.
But you can't have your cake, and eat it too.
Fake agreements have consequences, and Clintonian word-parsing doersn't unring the bell that the U.S. is underlining, in Ukrainian blood, that we're a buddy-fucker nation, with no intention of following through on any promises we make. You can't say to any number of other nations now, "Oh we were just funning around with those Russian puppets in Ukraine, but our assurances to you are totally different, and you can count on us when SHTF. No, really, we mean it!"

Nobody anywhere on the planet would buy that any more than they'd sell the family cow for Magic Beans.

All you're doing is saying Trump's just following through on the lies of Slick Willy, and the failure to act of Obozo. That's a helluva way to make what we're doing okay. It's an option, sure, but generally, you don't double down on bullshit and ineptitude to prove you're doing right by the country.

And if you do, you're saying we're bullshit and lame, and proud of it.

That has consequences.

And BTW, we didn't get Ukraine to hand over their nukes for nothing but a song and dance. We PAID them to do so, on the strength of those bullshit fake promises, and we even hid the fact, because we didn't want to be on the hook to have to pay Belarus for doing the same thing.

And FTR, when you pay someone to do something, and promise you'll do something in return, and then don't do what you promised, that's called perpetrating a fraud. The fact that you promised it with your fingers crossed doesn't undo the fraudulence.

Using the defense later that "we were just being lying crooks" isn't going to cut any ice with other nations whom we expect to honor their agreements with us, with a straight face.

Countries, like people, only get the reputation they deserve.
Ours is as lying backstabbers, and flying that flag proudly is something we're going to pay more for in the long run than whatever it would cost to keep sending military equipment to Ukraine now, for the short-term, with or without a deal for minerals we'll never see.

When Ukraine delivers nothing, because Vlad isn't going to let that happen either, Ukraine is perfectly justified in saying "Hey, we're liars too; you should be familiar with that concept, since it's how you've always dealt with us."

And every other nation has wised up as well. Some will make appropriate preparations, knowing the US isn't going to be there when it counts.

And some of them are going to take Trump at his behavior, not his word, and drift into Russia's sphere of influence even more.

Well-played, President Chamberlain. This is paying dividends on dividends, and will continue to bite us in the ass worldwide for decades to centuries. We elected Trump, and we're getting Clinton and Obozo as a bonus.

Best wishes selling that to the American electorate in 2028. "Vote for the non-Clinton party with extra Clinton filling! Good luck telling us apart!" That'll play in Peoria.

Which, BTW, is why public opinion of Trump's behavior on this point is running heavily against him. Lincoln's comments about not fooling all of the people all of the time are proving extraordinarily resilient, regardless of political affiliation.

Now, if someone wants to argue that our mendacity - however justified currently - isn't going to have major consequences, both at home and abroad, I wish them the best of luck with that argument. My argument all along is that doing the wrong thing - which is now official policy, and maybe always was - is going to be hugely worse than doing the right thing. Turns out DOGE isn't the only government entity showing what lying fuck-ups the US government is. POTUS has decided to illustrate the point as well.

I still maintain that the hardest wounds to heal are cleat marks one makes in their own junk.

Proving that probably shouldn't be official US policy, but here we are.

Saturday, July 6, 2024

And The Hits Just Keep On Coming

 

Add Rep. Ronny Jackson MD, former White House physician to both Obozo and Trump, to the list of congressweasels demanding an investigation into Biden's actual mental capacity, and answers to the years-long question of WhoTF Has Been Running The Country? since 2020.

Jackson, with street cred on the topic that cannot be argued with, points out that Biden has been cognitively impaired since before the 2020 election.

Can it get worse for the Dems?

Just a wee bit.

Sen. Kneepads has been at the forefront of those claiming "There's nothing wrong with Biden, he's sharp as a tack". And GOP senators and congressmen are pointing that complicity in what's turning into the monstrous cover-up we've all been alleging is going to have serious political consequences. Starting with congressional oversight investigations.

Picture CSPAN hearings running 24 hours/day, kids, from now until New Years'. Even the neutered housecats of the GOPe smell blood in the water, and political hay to be made.

This turdball the Dems have made is going to roll until it runs Biden's candidacy over. And their games since 2019 may bite the whole party in the ass this summer and fall.

Regardless of what the Dems and Emperor Poopypants claim publicly, they're all crapping their pants daily, and everybody's worried what happens next.

Tuesday, January 16, 2024

Vote! Moar! Harder!

Well well. Seems that, despite eleventy-eleven indictments for everything from overdue library books to wearing a bad hairpiece in public, Trump only beat every other GOP-lite candidate, combined, in the Iowa Cornbowl.

Fourth-place finisher Ramalamadingdong, who only trailed Trump by 43 percentage points (more than the tally totals of Jeb #2 and Jeb #3 combined), has ejected from further headfirst smashes into the brick wall, rolled over, and kissed Trump's ass, in the bid to become the next Veep running mate.

That worked for Kamala Kneepads in 2020. No word on whether Ramalamadingdong plans on stocking up on Chapstick to duplicate that feat.

None of that means fuck-all for the actual 2024 election. Team Poopypants' continued Keep-Him-The-Hell-Away-From-Live-Microphones-For-Another-Year strategy, a carbon-copy of the 2020 plan, points to the re-deployment of another massive Election Steal apparatus in 2024, except likely a necessary order of magnitude larger, to counteract what looks to be an actual 70-30 Biden drubbing, were a conventional (read "factual, free, and honest") election to be held this year.

It won't be.

My prediction of what happens in 2024 is a re-do of 2020: 

Biden "wins" again this time, improving on his 81M imaginary votes from 2020, with a final score of Biden 972%, and Trump 49%. Nothing to see here. Move along.










An actual election scares hell out of both parties, because they know who'd win that. Just like he did the last two times. They're morons, but they're not complete idiots.

The Deep State would hold a motorcade for Trump in Dallas the day he wins the nomination, and the GOP would donate the convertible for him to ride in before that would happen. The FBI and CIA can be relied upon to supply the Usual Book Depository Spectators, as they both have some wee experience with that sort of thing.

But in the meantime, the spectacle of Trump single-handedly upending the entire assembled crew of GOPe midgets, every single time it's tried, is heartwarming, in that it sets the poo-flinging monkeys from both wings of the Uniparty (that would be just about all of them) to digging in their diapers for more offerings to throw at President Trump, and highlights the desperation and blatant frothingly mad depths of shrieking hysteria to which they'll happily succumb, in their ceaseless quest to keep their jackboots on the neck of the American people.

The election season is merely kabuki theater in service of that end, despite the fact that it's proving as effective at stopping Trump from regaining the presidency as were rules changes in stopping Jonathan E. in Rollerball.



The real fun starts, in both instances, five minutes after the show is over, outside the arena.

Stock up on canned goods: both the #10 and olive drab variety.










You're gonna need them.

And maybe this time, ignore the media's attempt to usurp coronation rights of their selectee, contrary to all reality.