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We have, of late, been pontificating about 'Dictatoritis', that chilling affliction autocratic dictators are prone to, where they operate in a bubble or cocoon, isolated from the real world, and are horribly surprised when the peasant mob turns up with pitchforks and torches, or AK-47s and RPG-7s in modern parlance. We've covered classical antiquity as well as the twentieth and twenty-first centuries, and now we cover - Art!
- 'Cankles Von Yamteats', as a Canuckistanian o'er on Twitter has it. Take it from me, when you have managed to enrage Canuckistanians, you're not batting a hundred. I had to massage the name a tad to fit in with our SFW policy, but can always fall back on 'Rip Van Stinkle' and probably will.
SO! the core of this blog - for I feel we may be onto another Single Subject BOOJUM! - comes from an MSN-published article by two journos, Greg Sargent and Mona Charen. They begin by looking at the 2018 mid-term elections, where the Wizard Lizard Gizzard party gained control of the House of Representatives, gaining 235 seats versus the Ice-Cream Bandits, who bottomed out with 199. At that point Trump's approval rating wasn't great at 49%, but it was far healthier than his current 32%. Anti-Rip Van Stinkle sentiment had a lot to do with that outcome. Art!
Asleep or dead? Only you can tell!
One quote I would like to put here is "Trump ..... is looking for ways he can put himself on the ballot for Republicans ni 2026".
Because RVS lives in an echo-chamber, he has no idea how unpopular he really is and that adding his name to the ballot, metaphorically, would help tank it. Nor can his ego accept that these elections are NOT ABOUT HIM. As for him being God's gift to the Rep - I beg your pardon, the Ice-Cream Bandits - party, allow me to introduce a 'David Pakman' vlog that destroys that narrative conclusively. Art!
The title for this vlog is "Trump Suddenly Vanishes And We Know Why" and Dave focusses on a ICB candidate named Ralph Alvarado. Ol' Ralphie was verrrry pro-Trump during the primary season, claiming that Trump could walk on water, turn that very water into Gatorade* and was the only person Ralphie trusted.
Then, suddenly, Trump was erased. Art!
I shall boost the Word Count and add a splendid quote from Dave: "Trump is like an anchor, and they can ride that anchor all the way to the bottom of the ocean". Or, in other words, the polar opposite of what Trump thinks, and more importantly, what he is being told by his lickspittle courtiers. Art!
Another example of Trump-washing. Ol' Ralphie, like many other candidates, wants to put as much distance between himself and Cankles Von Yamteats as possible to avoid taint by association.
Dave explains to those of us not quite up to speed with the South Canadian voting system that, in the primaries, candidates are expected to lick Trump boot to a dazzling shine. In a subsequent general election a much broader appeal to swing voters and independents is needed, so - out with the whitewash brush! Art?
Unable to parse reality thanks to having mashed potato for brains, Don Snoreleone now wants the mid-term campaign adverts to heavily feature Him Him Him, making them a referendum on himself - a person who is not standing for election and who is NOT ON THE BALLOT - instead of, as I explained above, matters that concern the Ice-Cream Bandits such as Wizard Lizard Gizzard failures and threats or local issues. Well, all the lickspittles around him have helped feed his ego and vanity and this is the end result. Art!
A change of theme
Enough of Stinky Wizzleteats, here's a picture of Mara Corday in her heyday, although modern science may never be able to answer what she's got on her head.
ANYWAY Your Humble Scribe could make a long blog even longer by comparing and contrasting The Nodfather's first administration with his current - but I shall be merciful and not bother. Suffice to say that Charen points out that Donnie Dorko's isolation from reality is increased by his total reliance on loyalists (which is shorter and snappier than typing 'Boot-licking sycophantic yes-men') whom all filter out bad news from King Piggy. You will recognise this as primary Dictatoritis behaviour. She postulates that this resembles the 'Mad Medieval King' analogy, where the truth is so toxic it's replaced by lies. Behaviour that both Nero and Saddam Hussein would recognise. Art!
Donold Judas Trump is being fed utter guff by his inner circle of loyalists and aides, whom assert that the only reason his polls are underwater - a theme to return to - is that citizens of South Canada aren't aware of all the things he's achieved over the past 2 years. The White House is thus putting out information that panders to Fat Caligula but whose metrics and indicators have 0% impact on everyday living. Art!
Manufacturing is one such. Pumpkinhead promised to bring back industrial and factory jobs to South Canada, since his idea of manufacturing fossilised in 1972, unaware of hideous new concepts such as 'Automation' and 'AI'. Thus manufacturing has gone up yet jobs have not. See above illo for reasons why.
Other areas the Toadying Lickspittles have urged upon the Saggy Senile Sepia Sackbutt as being wholly positive that he can take credit for are: the stock market, border enforcement and a lower rate of fentanyl deaths. Say what on that last one? How random can one get - and, if pressed on it, DJ Tango would probably chortle and comment about 'the trash taking itself out' as he thinks 'empathy' is a mis-spelling of 'sympathy'. For the Devil. Art!
Absent make-up, hairdo and flattering lighting
Charen coined the word 'Hopium' for this dictatoritis-inflicted administration's hopes in promoting things NOT affecting the average citizen and ignoring ones that hit home hard. No mention of the new tariffs placed on Canuckistan, nor the origins of the Mystery Minced Meat brought in to tackle beef prices, and of course - obviously! - completely ignoring the Trump-Iran War, which has elevated petrol prices. South Canadians paying a lot more for what they misguidedly call 'gas' is a sure-fire electoral killer.
Here an aside. Conrad is firmly convinced the Iranian regime have no intention of harming a hair - naturally occurring or woven wig - on Trump's head, because he is doing their job for them. Shades of Adolf Hitler, to mention another dictatoritis-sufferer. Art!
Whom are you looking at here? Why, none other than Martin Bormann, minor Nazi functionary. At first. He got to acquire immense political power because he controlled access to Der Fuhrer; to speak to Herr Schickelgruber you had to go through Marty first.
Why am I taking an historical diversion here? O I thought you'd never ask! Art?
Natalie Harp, whom nobody had ever heard of a couple of months ago, now stands revealed as Trump's most loyal toady. She also controls access to him, giving her gatekeeper powers and again restricting the cruel blows of reality on a mashed-potato** brain. She also writes and 'shapes' his social media posts and presence, probably taking dictation from the barely-literate bafune. Dictatoritis, anyone? Art!
The spiteful, petty response of a man with the mentality of a seven-year old, making him seem even more delusional than normal. And where were the aides who ought to have talked him down from this nonsense? Why, they were all telling him what a brilliant move it was, George Washington could only wish to be as clever, ad nauseum, in between licking his boots. Sorry but the AI Art Generator refuses to work on that phrase, it seems to think it has a more sinister connotation. Art!
Trump allegedly hated that photo, making him look jowly and balding. Hot tip: he is jowly and balding.
ANYWAY ANYWAY they covered Trump's claiming that -
President Donald Trump is claiming that voters are angry with Republicans—but not with him.
In an interview with Punchbowl News released on Friday, the President asserted that he gets “a tremendous vote,” while expressing concerns about support for his party.
More divorce from reality. Trump keeps claiming that the polls he sees are immensely favourable, without ever stating where these polls come from. Either he is straight-up lying - how shocking! - or, once again, his Lickspittle Toadies are making them up especially to show him; not to keep hold of as that might have him wave them in front of a camera, giving the game away. So, he's already getting his excuses in prior to the November mid-terms.
Dog Buns, I've exhausted my stock of terrible photos of Pimpkinhead. Time to save and post.
* CAUTION! NOT SUITABLE AS REFLECTING POOL FILLER
** Can you make mash from yams?
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