Tuesday, September 14, 2021

With All The Attention On AOC, They Hardly Even Noticed Chuck Schumer

Is Not Aid & Comfort to an Enemy Treason?

"Milley took extraordinary action, and called a secret meeting in his Pentagon office on January 8 to review the process for military action, including launching nuclear weapons. Speaking to senior military officials in charge of the National Military Command Center, the Pentagon's war room, Milley instructed them not to take orders from anyone unless he was involved. 
He then went around the room, looked each officer in the eye, and asked them to verbally confirm they understood. 
Milley received a blunt phone call from House Speaker Nancy Pelosi, according to the book. Woodward and Costa exclusively obtained a transcript of the call, during which Milley tried to reassure Pelosi that the nuclear weapons were safe. Pelosi pushed back. 
"What I'm saying to you is that if they couldn't even stop him from an assault on the Capitol, who even knows what else he may do? And is there anybody in charge at the White House who was doing anything but kissing his fat butt all over this?" Pelosi continued, "You know he's crazy. He's been crazy for a long time." 
According to Woodward and Costa, Milley responded, "Madam Speaker, I agree with you on everything." 
Milley was overseeing the mobilization of America's national security state without the knowledge of the American people or the rest of the world." - Bob Woodward


The media is now somehow flipping the fact that General Milley for all intent and purposes committed TREASON and framing is at a heroic act.

Sunday, September 12, 2021

Saturday, September 11, 2021

H.P. Lovecraft Writes Olive Garden Dinner Menu 😎

Fried Calamari 

Tendrils crusted in grit assail my palate. Begotten of the sea, yet containing the essence of a carnival. Fried and without end. At once I feel refined and base, but melancholy grips me when I spy the dressings within which this dismembered cephalopod is to dip. A mixture resembling coagulated plasma, and the other… spicy milk? A crème, surprisingly smooth but savory. This contradictory breach of decorum and smattering of flavors inspires terror within my heart of hearts. Hope absconds from this place

Lasagna Classico

If I survive, I will never shake the unmitigated horror. The layers: slick, flesh-colored slices… of what? I am forever unsure. Tiers of bloody stripes, as my tears soon will be. Madness controls my mouth as forkfuls of stodgy substance and sludge slide down my esophagus. Death seems certain.

Giant Cheese-Stuffed Shells

Nautilus shapes—mere facades—taunt me, oozing a nutty concoction so vile. Are they large? Or small? My eyes refuse to betray their size. The carapaces dwarf me with garnishes crunchy and uncouth. They are evil unclothed and glutted with the curdled maiden milk of many.

Chicken Parmigiana

I am filled with fear. Pullet flesh, seared to white, cast like bronze within a crunchy coat. But no, that alone is not enough—this floundering mass of tender meat slides around in a cardinal slurry alongside glutinous tentacles too many to enumerate; such that they confound the senses and simultaneously seduce my bravery to dread. I am left muttering to myself a mantra of origin unknown, “When you’re here… when you’re here… you are… family?”

Cheese Ravioli

A homogeneity characterized its flaxen cast. Bubbling sacks of slime upon a platter scorching. Beware! Doused in the pureed remains of a dozen orbic fruits, I feel my breath quicken and hands tremble as I pen its likeness as well as I might. My own mind conspires against me when presented with this frightful entrée. To dine? Or will my own visage mirror its sickly jaundice? I have touched with too much haste the vessel of Hades, a burn be my meal.

The Tour of Italy

A terse presentation of memories, three to be precise. A chicken, but unclucking. A plate of worms, wriggling in saucy terror. And then, horror unbounded, a cube of entombed layers coated in a crimson, comestible smear. Dreams fleeting and reborn, of monoliths—Pisa—floating mid-air and dripping gruel. A gurgling voice emerged from the deep, a chaos that did not speak a mortal tongue, a promise emitted: “Unlimahtated brrrrurdstihks!”


Sweet, subtle, and bitter all at once upon my lips. My throat tightens at the sensation, “Surely this is erroneous?” I quake. How can a concoction both allure and despair me with such synchronicity? My stomach churns against the lactose as enzymes fret, a jolt of vitality causes my lethargy to flee, from where? A caffeinated cause? Though on the surface a horrid delight, my lugubrious nature holds firm. I shall surely die.

Red Blend Porta Vita

Swirling currents of terrible Burgundy press a cloud down upon me, a fog beyond comprehension that ever muddles and befuddles my cogitation. I am unlaced after a mere cup, uncorked after a bottle. Life swims before me though I stand on dry land—or so I thought! The abyss beckons to me and I am like to answer. Notes of tree bark.

Friday, September 10, 2021

Middle Finger Symphony Theater


Brought To You By BLUESJUNKY: Middle Finger Symphony Music Chair of Music

Thursday, September 9, 2021

Biden's Latest Performative Act for Media Consumption

This evening 46* announced that all employers with over 100 employees (except for select federal workforces of course) will be required to vaccinate their employees or administer weekly COVID tests to those who can’t or won’t get the jab. This is not good news at the Chateau de Sarcastica:
He might as well have mandated all Americans to grow wings and fly because this executive order is about as legal as murder. Joe Biden does not have the constitutional authority to require businesses to do anything. The announcement is a performative act and nothing more, but that said, the reason behind the performance is an attempt at furthering a narrative Democrats will be able to utilize from here till the midterms.

This action is destined for the Supreme Court and Democrats want to be able to have the court shoot it down so they can say it’s become so partisan that it’s willing to allow Americans to die. This, of course, is complete nonsense but many Americans will watch and believe a Pelosi press conference before they take one look at the text of a Supreme Court ruling. Democrats will say the court is filthy with partisanship and may reawaken the case for court-packing. A purely conservative court is a “scary” prospect and will energize Democrats. It’s a narrative that will become useful when it comes time to cast votes.

In a perfect world, the press would call its constitutionality into question and experts would deem it the insane ramblings of a man who belongs to a statist party, but that’s not what’s going to happen. They’ll continue to carry the water for democrats and to ring every alarm bell about how Texas is interfering with an individual’s right to choose on abortion while shouting from every working speaker that every business should be forced to vaccinate employees, even if against their will.

Biden's dictatorial mandate will fail constitutionality, but it will serve its true purpose, and that’s to convince the gullible that they need to fight against a fabled Republican death cult.


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