Mystere Dabbles In Necrophilia

"Can I come in and sit down? How about over there". Mystere's ex-boyfriend Chad (who was currently standing just inside the vestibule off the kitchen, having entered from the back yard) pointed to the kitchen table. "No" Mystere said, standing firm. "Let me know what you want, then I want you to go". Chad looked uncomfortable. Then he said "OK, Mystere, since you've forced my hand I'll cut to the chase".

"I'm in deep trouble. Financially. I owe my bookie, Dick Peyronie, a lot of money. Since you're married to a successful WWE wrestler, I thought you could help me out". "No, no, no". Mystere insisted. "Rikishi made some bad investments and lost a lot of the money he accumulated back when he was younger. The truth is, he had to take a pay cut recently due to his declining popularity. Sorry, but I can't help you".

Then it hit Mystere. He knew this Dick Peyronie person Chad said he owed money to. It was some dude he used to have sex with, back when he was a member of NAMßLA. He specifically recalled a three-way he, Chad and Dick had participated in when Mystere was just 11 years old. That was the first time he'd had sex with another man.

Another man beside his father, that is (who started molesting Mystere when he was 7). Dick Peyronie, in fact, was the man most responsible for Mystere's prowess at or@l sex. Mystere remembered it was Dick's member which he practiced on for hours until he became a pro at pleasuring the male organ.

"Just threaten to expose him as a member of NAMßLA" Mystere suggested. "Isn't the guy married? Threaten to tell his wife". "No, Mystere. I can't do that". Mystere looked confused. "Well, why the hell not?". "Because I'm a member of NAMßLA" Chad explained. "Sure" Mystere agreed. "We both were. But those guys took advantage of us. We're victims. Nobody will hold that against you, Chad".

"I'm not talking about when we were kids. I'm a current member" Chad explained. "Anyway, back to my financial problems. I, and I am quite embarrassed to admit this, got involved in an online fantasy football league. At first I won. But then I started losing. What I thought was a temporary losing streak that I'd turn around eventually ended up costing me a lot of money. Dick said he'd front me the money I needed to keep playing".

"I already sold my car. The cherry red ferrari you liked so much. And my parents disowned me when they found out I'm gay, so I can't go to them for money. I had to take the bus here, Mystere. I walked three miles from the f*cking bus stop to get to your house. Please, you're the only person I can turn to".

At this point Chad started weeping. What a pussy, Mystere thought. "Please, Mystere, you've got to help me" Chad pleeded. "Dick says he needs the money real bad and will hurt me if I can't get it for him fast". "No can do, Chad" Mystere said cooly. "I still owe Dick 5 thousand dollars. Probably not a lot for you. I've got to have it, Mystere" Chad sniffled. Mystere really didn't care. Then Chad made a big mistake and shoved Mystere. Or maybe he was coming in for a hug. But Mystere wasn't having it. He shoved Chad back.

Then he pulled Rikishi's 9mm out of his waistband and pointed it at Chad. "I want you to leave. NOW". Mystere, Chad could see, was dead serious. "Wait" Chad said, his voice quivering. He was clearly afraid of the gun. Mystere took out the silencer and screwed it onto the end of the weapon. Chad's face turned white and his eyes grew wide. "So, your mother tells me that you're going steady with Rikishi's sister" Chad whispered.

"What?" Mystere responded, confused. "Your mother, who I visited yesterday, told me that you're going steady with Rikishi's sister". Mystere lowered the gun, stunned. "The thing is, Mystere, Rikishi doesn't have a sister. I'd really hate to have to tell your mother that you're married. To a man".

Now Mystere was pissed. How dare Chad threaten to tell his mother about his living arrangement with Rikishi! Of course she would get the wrong idea and assume he was gay. Instead of totally straight. Which Mystere was. Mystere was so mad that, without even realizing it, he pulled the trigger. A silenced shot went off and Chad clutched his belly, then doubled over.

"You shot me!" an astonished Chad cried as blood gushed from his wound. "Oops" Mystere squeaked. "I didn't mean to do that". Chad staggered. "You've got to call an ambulance" Chad pleaded. "No way" Mystere exclaimed. "I don't want to go to prison!". Chad went down to his knees. Blood spurted from his belly onto the tiled floor. "Jeez, you're making a big mess" Mystere complained.

Chad fell over onto his side. Dead, apparently. "Oh no, what have I done?" Mystere wailed. "Stupid, Mystere, stupid". What he should have done was pretend to go along with giving Chad the money, had sex with him, then told him to get the f*ck out. That would have shown him. Now he was in big trouble. Rikishi was going to be so angry.

Mystere thought about it for awhile. After he finished crying. I've got to hide the body, Mystere decided. "Damn, I'd really liked to have sodomized Chad's anus one last time" Mystere lamented. Although who's to say I still can't? Mystere had to admit that he was suddenly quite curious about what it would be like to have sex with someone who had passed on.

Mystere rolled Chad's body over so he was face down. Then he pulled down his pants. "You've got this coming, Chad". Mystere's anger returned and he had hate sex with Chad's corpse. "I feel a lot better" Mystere decided after he'd finished. Then he heard Chad groan. What, he's not dead? Chad's eyelids fluttered. "Help me" Chad moaned. "Chad, you bastard! Why don't you die already"? Mystere picked up his gun from where it was lying on the floor. Closing his eyes, he fired in the general direction of where Chad had crumpled.

After opening his eyes, Mystere crawled over to where Chad was lying. This time he was sure Chad was dead, given that there was a bullet hole above his right eye. And the back of his head was blown off. Then Mystere realized that, if Chad had still been alive before, he hadn't had sex with a dead body.

"I guess I have no choice but to go again" Mystere concluded. First Mystere placed a towel over Chad's head. He didn't want to look at that while he humped Chad's dead ass. It took a little longer this go-round, but eventually (after a few minutes) Mystere came a second time. "Wow, I'm spent" a suddenly very sleepy Mystere remarked. "I think I'm going to take a nap". Mystere looked down and noticed that he was covered with blood. "I probably should take a shower first".

Mystere took a warm shower, then crawled into bed and went to sleep. A few hours later he woke up. "I had a really weird dream" Mystere said, still sleepy. "So vivid". Mystere got up, put on his robe, and made his way to the kitchen. He was really hungry. Then Mystere saw a body lying in a large pool of blood in the rear vestibule.

"Oh, my" Mystere exclaimed. "I guess it wasn't a dream". Mystere approached the body. "Look at this f*cking mess" an angry Mystere grumbled. "Your fault" Mystere yelled, kicking Chad in the chest. Chad rolled onto his side. Because his pants and underwear were down around his ankles, Mystere noticed something spectacular concerning his nether region. "Wow" Mystere said, impressed.

Mystere got a mop and pail and started cleaning up the blood. "I'll reward myself after all this hard work with a ride on that impressive erection" Mystere decided. Thank God Rikishi was gone for the weekend. When he left earlier in the day it was to go to the airport to fly to another state for a wrestling gig. Which meant that Mystere had all weekend to clean up this mess and get rid of the body. Also to have sex a few more times with his now deceased ex boyfriend.

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-92. TF-12.

The World Is Laughing At Our Idiot Predisent #1

As per the idiot dotard predisent, in Finland, "they spent a lot of time on raking and cleaning and doing things and they don't have any problem". Explaining why, in Finland, fires aren't a problem like in California. Turns out Forrest tRump only imagined the president of Finland told him that.

Finns Mock President Trump by Posting "Forest Raking" Photos Online... President Donald Trump stood near the charred remains of Paradise CA on Saturday (he called it "Pleasure") and said that Finland doesn’t have problems with destructive wildfires because that country "rakes" the forest. No one, including the president of Finland, had any idea what Trump was talking about. But the comment did spark a new internet craze, leading virtually the entire country to get outside and do their "haravointi", which is Finnish for "raking". (11/19/2018 Gizmodo article by Matt Novak).

Actually it's Finland's cold and wet climate and NOT raking that explains why they have fewer forest fires. This stupidity from the idiot-in-chief has to do with his mistaken belief that it's "gross mismanagement of the forests" (and not climate change) that explains the CA fire situation.

Even though "the majority of California's forests are federally held". So, if this dope things it's management that's to blame, it's his management (given that he's the head of the federal government).

This on the heels of everyone at the UN laughing at him after he moronically claimed that "in less than two years, my administration has accomplished almost more than any administration in the history of our country".

Remember that tRump said the world was laughing at us because we elected a Black president? That wasn't true, of course. The world was actually impressed that we elected Barack Obama. Given that we'd just had an idiot as the CIC. They may have concluded that we had learned our lesson after the disastrous gwb presidency. Now they know that Barack Obama was the anomaly and that, instead of electing someone smart to lead our country, stupid White people will (more often than not) chose the idiot.

Even though more people voted for Hillary Clinton and you know damn well the UN wouldn't have laughed at her. Unfortunately it isn't HRC, an intelligent and respected woman, that is representing us, but a stupid reality teevee buffoon. Why "a majority of Americans (61%) feel the US is less respected across the globe with Trump in the White House".

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-91.

Mystere And His Old Boyfriend Chad Reconnect

Mystere walked to the mailbox located at the end of his driveway in an Orange County California suburb. He was really depressed after the midterm election results. Mystere voted a straight GOP ticket, yet the OC threw out all their republican representives and replaced them with Democrats.

"This must be part of God's plan" Mystere mused. Soon the Deep State witch hunt will be revealed and Hillary Clinton will be arrested and jailed. Then (in 2020) Donald Trump will be elected to a 2nd term. As fireman Mark Taylor had prophesied. Just thinking of Satan's minon (the Hildabeast) behind bars caused Mystere to smile. He started skipping and chanting in a sing-song voice.

"Lock her up. Lock her up". No matter that it hadn't happened yet. Any day now Mystere was SURE that the headlines would read Hillary Clinton Arrested. Now that Jeff Sessions had been replaced with Matthew Whitaker, the Clinton arrest was sure to happen any day.

Mystere reached the end of the driveway. Opening the mailbox revealed a number of envelopes, most of them bills addressed to his husband, Rikishi. The house husband was so glad that he didn't have to worry about such things any longer. Rikishi, a successful world famous wrestler, was fairly well paid for his work as a WWE performer.

Mystere was about to close the lid when he noticed a package pushed all the way to the back of the box. Reaching in Mystere grabbed the parcel and withdrew it. Printed on the front of the rectangular box wrapped in brown paper was his name, Mystere. In the upper left hand corner, instead of a return address, the sender had written a friend. There was no postage or postmark. "I wonder what this is?" Mystere pondered. Possibly a mail bomb?

Mystere took the mail (including the bomb) inside. After dropping the bills on his husband's desk, Mystere looked around for his canine, Buttstink. "Is this a bomb, Buttstink?" Mystere held the box close to Buttstink's nose. "Buttstink says no" Mystere declared after reading the dog's expression. He shook the box violently. "I think that would have set it off" Mystere concluded. He placed the box on the kitchen table, then tore off the wrapping.

Removing a sharp knife from the butcher block, Mystere sliced into the packing tape that sealed the unwrapped cardboard box. Suddenly he slipped and cut a deep gash into the side of his hand. "Owww! My hand" Mystere screamed, dropping the knife. Blood sprayed from the wound. Mystere ran to the kitchen sink and ran cold water on his hand. The pain was unbearable. Mystere almost passed out from blood loss. He started crying.

"No, Mystere. Be a man" he commanded himself. Then he grabbed a kitchen rag and wrapped his owie. "F*ck the asshole who sent me this cursed package" Mystere lamented. But the box was open, so Mystere decided to look inside. Bending back the cardboard flaps, Mystere found an envelope. On the envelope it said To Mystere from your friend, Pookie Toot Toot. What could it be, Mystere wondered. Placing the envelope aside for the time being, Mystere dug into the packing peanuts.

Eventually Mystere fished out a half dozen paper envelopes. Written in crayon on each of the envelopes were the words Astral Mushroom Spores. "Am I supposed to smoke or snort them?" Mystere wondered. Maybe the letter would provide the sought after information. Opening the letter Mystere began reading. It said, "Mystere, I apologize for stealing your bong and three bags of weed. I couldn't help myself. Please accept as my apology the enclosed Astral Mushroom spores. Trust me, these will get you super high".

What followed were instructions on how to plant and grow the mushrooms. "Damn it" Mystere swore. "Why couldn't Pookie send me already grown mushrooms?". Mystere went out to the backyard. In the corner of the property was an old greenhouse, build by the previous owner. Mystere knew there were some bags of potting soil in there. He found some clay pots and scooped some of the dark, rich soil into them. Then he took the pots back inside.

Mystere opened the basement door. This was a dark damp place that would be perfect for growing mushrooms. Although it scared Mystere to go down here. There might be ghosts. Or one ghost, specifically. Flipping on the lights, Mystere carefully made his way down the stairs which creaked under his weight. Mystere placed the box containing the spores on a old wood table located in a corner of the basement. Along with the soil filled clay pots.

Mystere took one of the pots over to an ancient cast iron sink and ran some water over the soil, making sure it was good and damp. He opened one of the paper envelopes and sprinkled some of the spores over the moistened dirt, as per the hand written instructions. "That should do it" Mystere announced. Mystere glanced at an ice chest in the other corner of the basement. It was old, but still ran. Luckily.



Mystere didn't know where he'd keep his pizzas and ice cream sandwiches if it quit working. Also Chad's dead body. Mystere approached the freezer. It hummed loudly. Opening the lid, Mystere picked up some pizza boxes, just to check if Chad was still there. Mystere poked the body, which was wrapped in plastic. Chad was pretty solid by this time, having been frozen for over a year.

Mystere thought back to that day. His phone rang. Answering it, Mystere heard a voice say, "Mystere, it's me, Chad". Mystere was a little shocked, given that it had been almost a decade since he'd heard from his old boyfriend. "I thought you died from AIDS" Mystere replied icely. "No, I'm alive" Chad said. Silence. "I heard you got married" Chad said finally.

"You heard wrong. Unlike you, I'm not a fag" Mystere angrily replied. "Really? I heard you were cohabitating with the wrestler Rikishi". "Yes" Mystere confirmed. "For legal reasons we decided a contract would be best. Nothing wrong with two totally straight bros taking advantage of the fag marriage law to protect themselves. Legally speaking".

"You could have hired a lawyer to write you up a cohabitation agreement. As opposed to getting married" Chad interject. "Nah ah" Mystere countered. Silence. "So what the f*ck do you want, Chad" Mystere said after several seconds of uncomfortable silence. "I wanted to know if I could come see you" Chad explained.

"No. No way. I don't want to see you" Mystere answered. "I'm already here. I knocked on your front door but nobody answered. I saw Rikishi leave alone and figured you were probably inside the house". "Nope, I'm at the grocery store" Mystere lied. "Your car is in the driveway" Chad countered. "I went for a walk" Mystere lied again. "I'm looking right at you" Chad said, calling Mystere on his lie.

"Impossible. I'm in the bathroom sitting on the toilet. That's why I ignored the knocking". Then Mystere looked out the bathroom window and saw (to his shock) a face starring in at him. It was his ex boyfriend Chad. "Hi". Chad waved. Mystere hung up his phone. "Excuse me, I'm pooping" Mystere yelled at the face in the window. "Actually, it looks like you're m@sturbating" Chad remarked, peering in the window.

"I'm m@sturbating and pooping. Not that it's any of your business" Mystere replied angrily. "Is it ok if I just come in?" Chad asked. "I already tried the back door and it's open. I didn't want to barge in on you, however". "Sure. Come in through the back door. I'll meet you there". "OK. I'll do that" Chad said, then disappeared. Mystere quickly stood and pulled up his underwear and pants (without wiping). Then ran to the bedroom.

Mystere went to his knees and put his hands under the bed. Then he pulled out a metal box. After entering the combination (1-2-3-4-5) the box flipped open. Mystere pulled out his husband's gun, a black 9mm. Mystere tucked the gun into his waistband, then, after grabbing the silencer, headed to the back door.

Mystere entered the vestibule (off the kitchen) and immediately heard knocking. "Ok, I'm coming" Mystere yelled. "Can I come in?" Chad asked, opening the door. "Yeah, it looks like you're already doing that, Chad" Mystere replied. Chad shut the door behind him. "So, what is it, Chad?" an annoyed Mystere queried his unwelcome guest.

Post authored by the anti-Trump, anti-Myst3re Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym90. TF-11.

Mystere Screws The Pooch

Mystere woke up the next morning smiling. "I have to get this down in my dream journal before I forget" Mystere muttered, reaching for a pad of paper on his nightstand. Opening up the notebook, Mystere, after licking the tip of his number 2 pencil, wrote My Gift Horse. Then he underlined it. Then he underlined it again.

Mystere was about to start writing about his encounter with a supremely well-endowed stallion when a thunderous fart detonated, causing Mystere's eardrums to rumble. "Mount Rikishi is about to erupt again" Mystere's husband announced. Rikishi tensed up his sphincter, then let another one rip. This one sounded like a determined sousaphonist, lungs full of air, blowing a long low sour note until his face turned red.

Mystere quickly pulled the covers over his head, dutch ovening himself. Huffing in the sulfurous gas through his nostrils and mouth, Mystere tasted his husband's fart. After a few minutes he emerged from under the sheets, eyes watering and smacking his lips. "Delicious!" Mystere exclaimed. "You're welcome" Rikishi responded. "Now go fix my breakfast. I'm going to go back to sleep for a half hour or so".

Mystere rose from the bed he shared with his husband. Slipping a terry cloth robe over his nude body, Mystere made his way to the kitchen. Walking down the hallway he felt a squish between his toes. Glancing at the floor Mystere spotted a huge dog turd. "Buttstink" Mystere grumbled. Mystere reached down and picked up the turd with his bare hands. He wrapped it in a tissue and put it in his pocket. "I'll save you for later" Mystere said, patting his pocket.

Mystere looked behind the living room couch. There he spotted his canine, Buttstink. Buttstink growled. "Come to daddy, Buttstink" Mystere cooed. He grabbed the dog by his collar and pulled him out. Buttstink snapped, but Mystere swatted him on the snout with a rolled up copy of Highlights. "Bad Buttstink" Mystere said sternly. Mystere turned the dog around, then got down on his knees so that his pelvis lined up with the canine's posterior.

"I'm going to give you the pleasure of a lifetime" Mystere declared as he slipped little mystere into the dog's @nus. Buttstink yelped. Mystere grinded against Buttstink's rear end for a few seconds, then grunted and finished his business. "You're very welcome" Mystere announced. Wiping some sweat from his brow, Mystere stood.

Buttstink, taking the opportunity, ran. "Time for some toons" Mystere said, flipping on the TV. Taking a seat, Mystere found Powerpuff Girls on the DVR and pressed play. Awhile later, after a few episodes had played, Mystere heard some grumbling coming from the bedroom. "Is my breakfast ready?" Rikishi shouted. "Oh, no. I completely forgot!" a surprised Mystere exclaimed. The house husband ran to the pantry and, after frantically scanning the shelves, found a box of Cocoa Puffs, which he grabbed.

Mystere took the box to the kitchen, opened it and shook some puffs into a bowl. Adding some milk to the bowl, Mystere took a glass from the shelf and poured some OJ into it. Placing the bowl and glass on a tray, along with a spoon and some packets of sugar, Mystere carried the breakfast into the bedroom.

Mystere placed the tray on the bed. "Here you go, my love" Mystere declared. "What the f*ck is this!" Rikishi demanded, staring at the tray. "Breakfast?" Mystere squeaked. "You know I like steak and eggs" Rikishi angrily reminded his husband. "Steak and eggs, not f*cking Cocoa Puffs!" Rikishi screamed, picking up the tray and flinging it against the wall.

The glass and bowl shattered, a shower of milk and OJ spraying everywhere. "I'm going to shower and get dressed" Rikishi declared. "When I'm finished I expect steak and eggs. If not? There WILL be consequences" Rikishi warned his husband. Rikishi slammed the bathroom door and, a few seconds later, Mystere heard running water.

Rushing back to the kitchen, Mystere flung open the refrigerator. "Steak, steak steak... I don't see any steak!" Mystere cried. Looking in the freezer, Mystere found a single frozen steak. Finally! Mystere threw the steak in the microwave and hit defrost. "This isn't going to cut it" Mystere decided. He turned the power up to high.

Mystere was really sweating, worried that he wouldn't have the steak and eggs ready for his husband in time. "Hurry up, Mystere! Rikishi will tan my hide if I don't get this done ASAP". Mystere placed a frying pan on the burner and, after turning it on, added butter, then some eggs.

Soon the eggs were sizzling. Mystere added some cheese, then flipped the eggs. "Now for the steak" Mystere said, relieved. Just then he heard a loud explosion. Opening the microwave Mystere found the inside covered with bits of steak. Grabbing the pan of eggs, Mystere scrapped the steak bits in with the eggs.

Rikishi entered the kitchen. He did not look happy. "Is my breakfast ready?" the wrestler asked. "Yes, sir. It's coming right up" Mystere replied. Mystere scraped the contents of the pan onto a plate and brought it over to the table where his husband had taken a seat. "Ugh" Rikishi grunted. "This is a mess".

Rikishi grabbed a knife and fork and started cutting up the steak. Except his knife did not slice through a nice juicy piece of meat as he expected. Stabbing the meat with his fork, Rikishi touched the steak to his lips. "This is frozen!" an angry Rikishi announced.

"I don't have time for this" Rikishi decided as he shoveled the eggs into his open maw. "You! under the table" Rikishi commanded. "You can give me my morning BJ as I finish these eggs". Mystere got on his knees and crawled under the table as his husband demanded. After unzipping Rikishi's pants Mystere got to work.

Rikishi finished his eggs and sat back and enjoyed the 0ral pleasure his husband was providing. When complete, Rikishi wiped himself off with a napkin. Standing, the burly wrestler zipped up, then said "I've got a long day of wrestling ahead of me. Your punishment will have to wait until I get home tonight".

Rikishi strode toward the door where he stopped to slip on his shoes. Opening the door, Rikishi paused to say "I expect the housework to be complete when I return. I might go easy on you in regards to your punishment. It all depends on the job you do". The door slammed and Rikishi was gone. A few moments later Mystere heard the engine of Rikishi's Dodge Pinto roar, then the squeal of tires as the vehicle sped away.

"Finally, I can get back to my toons" a relieved Mystere remarked, dropping the frying pan into the sink. "I'll take care of this later". Mystere went to the fridge. "I need an Orange Fanta and some potato chips. My Little Pony should be on soon".

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. See also the 10/8/2018 Mystere post "Dervish Screws The Pooch Again!". wym089. TF-10.

NPC Minus Programming Has Him Reading From The 4chan And Reddit Script Re The NPC Meme

Calling other bloggers "NPC" is an insult recently adopted by the blogger Minus FJ. At first I was confused. Having played Dungeons & Dragons, I am aware that an NPC is a "non player character". A character controlled by the Dungeon Master or by the game programming (as it was online gamers from whom this meme originated).

Initially I didn't make the connection, given that NPC is an RPG (role playing game) term, not a political one. I did figure it out, though. It's the trumper version of "sheeple". As per the following NYT article What Is NPC, the Pro-Trump Internet's New Favorite Insult?

Several months ago, users on 4chan and Reddit, the online message forums, started using the term NPC to refer to liberals. These people, they said, join the anti-Trump crowd not because they are led by independent thought or conscience to oppose President Trump's policies, but because they're brainwashed sheep who have been conditioned to parrot left-wing orthodoxy, in the manner of a scripted character. As a Reddit user, BasedMedicalDoctor, explains in a thread about the appeal of the meme, NPCs are "completely dependent on their programming, and can't do or think on their own". (10/16/2018 article by Kevin Roose).

Here I was thinking that maybe Minus came up with the "NPC" insult all by himself. But as it turns out, he's reading from the 4chan/Reddit/trumper script. Which makes him the real NPC, or "sheeple". I call these people Orange Turd cultists. And I came up with that by myself, btw. Although I had heard trumpers as being members of a cult of personality. Also, Googling "Orange Turd Cult" gets hits.

Whenever I think of something I like to Google it to see if anyone else has thought of it. In this case, others have. But I'm not reading from a script. I can think on my own, NPC Minus. I, for example, agree that "free trade" and globalism are problems. And I was disappointed that Obama supported the TPP. See the article I wrote on my primary blog "Sleeping with The Devil" titled Jimmy Fallon & BHO Catapult The Propaganda During Prez 6/9/2016 Tonight Show Appearance. In this blog post I criticize former President Obama his appearance on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon in order to promote the lie that the Trans-Pacific Partnership will be good for American workers.

This piece of propaganda took the form of the the popular Tonight Show segment "slow jam the news". I referred to it as "definitely a low point in the Obama presidency". It was because of this, and because Hillary Clinton (at least while Secretary of State) supported the TPP (calling it the "gold standard") that I voted for Bernie Sanders in the primary. I am however, truth be told, a long time Bernie Sanders supporter. Having become familiar with his positions via his weekly appearances on Thom Hartmann's radio and Free Speech TV program.

Additionally, in a comenary titled "If You're Sick Of Unending War You Should Vote For Bernie Sanders Over Hillary Clinton" I criticized HRC for her hawkishness. And I agreed with Donald tRump that we should get out of Afghanistan. A position he held right up until the time came for him to make a decision. And, despite saying previously that we should withdraw ASAP, he decided we are going to stay in Afghanistan indefinitely. Was there any outcry from tRump supporters who agreed with his prior position? Not that I'm aware of.

Long story short, there is no way you could characterize my informed support for Bernie Sanders and Bernie-Sanders-type Progressive Democratic positions as "NPC" in nature. NPC Minus, on the other hand, takes his sheeple marching orders from the Reddit script writers. Another example of this would be his recent comparison of people protesting tRump showing up in PA following the synagogue shooting.

That "the Democrat Party is about as unhinged now as the Westboro Baptist Church" is according to a thread on /r/The_Donald. Spank-da-monkey says "they think it’s ok to protest a funeral. Think about that for a minute".

-FJ: The Left IS protesting Jewish funerals and there's only one word appropriate for it. Disgusting! (11/1/2018 at 4:3am). -FJ: They're just the self-righteous political A-holes who like the Westboro Baptist cult, have zero class and PROTEST AT FUNERALS. (11/1/2018 at 5:02am).

The protests were about the presence of tRump, not the funerals. Nobody was protesting Jewish funerals. I wonder how many hours a day NPC Minus spends at Reddit? Surely the answer can't be zero. Given how ON SCRIPT this fellow is. He may deny this accusation and say he does not regularly visit Reddit, but why then does NPC Minus come off as such a brainwashed sheeple who has been conditioned to parrot trumper/anti-cultural Marxism aka anti-globalist orthodoxy? And SO in the manner of a scripted character?

Image: "Orange man bad" is a meme brainwashed NPC trumpers use to avoid thinking when presented with any fact concerning how horribly corrupt the lifelong flimflamming fraud tRump is. This meme was recently deployed by NPC Minus when I linked to a 10/29/2018 NYT story titled Trump Persuaded Struggling People to Invest in Scams, Lawsuit Says.


Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym88.

MAGA Terrorists Try To Murder Prominent Democrats Demonized By The Orange Turd

MAGA terrorists, egged on by the rhetoric of the Orange-Turd-in-chief, have sent bombs to prominent Democrats (and one Republican critic). In an attempt, no doubt, to take out those predisent tRump has deemed "enemies of the people".

Mrs. Clinton, Mr. Obama, Mr. Soros and CNN have all figured prominently in conservative political attacks — many of which have been led by President Trump. He has often referred to major news organizations as "the enemy of the people", and has had a particular animus for CNN. ... The device sent to CNN was contained in a manila envelope addressed to John Brennan, who was the CIA director in the Obama administration and is a harsh critic of Mr. Trump. (Three Explosive Devices Sent to Clintons, Obama and CNN Offices by William K. Rashbaum. NYT 10/24/2018.).

Can there be any doubt, given the targets, that whoever is behind these attempted bombings, the probability is high that one or more of them is a red MAGA hat wearing tRump supporter? Unless it is just one red MAGA hat wearing tRump supporter.

republicans insist that peaceful protesters are "mobs" and that Democrats calling for holding tRump officials accountable publicly want violence... now this happens. Actual terrorism directed at the Left. Specifically people that a MAGA idiot might, as per tRump, consider an "enemy".

By the way, in case anyone brings it up, the Bernie Sanders supporter who shot the NAZI Steve Scalise did that on his own. Bernie Sanders has never labeled any of his fellow Americans an "enemy of the people". Or advocated violence, unlike tRump.

"right-wing violence appears consistently greater than violence by Muslim extremists in the United States since 9/11". That is per "A 2015 survey of law-enforcement agencies conducted by the Police Executive Research Forum and the Triangle Center on Terrorism and Homeland Security".

10/28/2018 Update: The terrorist responsible for the October 2018 United States mail bombing attempts has been dubbed the #magabomber. He has also been identified as Florida resident Cesar Altieri Sayoc Jr, a 56-year-old tRump supporter. In total Sayoc mailed a total of 14 devices, targeting Joe Biden (2 bombs), Cory Booker, Hillary Clinton, Kamala Harris, Eric Holder, Barack Obama, Debbie Wasserman Schultz, Maxine Waters, Robert De Niro, George Soros, Tom Steyer, John O. Brennan and James Clapper. Despite the Right-wing talking point being that these were "hoax devices", as per FBI director Christopher Wray, they were not.

BREAKING: Conclusive evidence surfaces that the MAGA bomber is indeed a Trump supporter, due to misspelling the last name of @JohnBrennan pic.twitter.com/VnkTSnhy3L

— God 🌈 (@TheGoodGodAbove) October 24, 2018

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-87.

Pot Versus Kettle

Regarding the phrase pot calling the kettle black, it usually refers to "a situation in which somebody comments on or accuses someone else of a fault which the accuser shares". However, as noted by Wikipedia, "in a second, subtler interpretation, the pot is sooty (being placed on a fire), while the kettle is clean and shiny (being placed on coals only), and hence when the pot accuses the kettle of being black, it is the pot's own sooty reflection that it sees: the pot accuses the kettle of a fault that only the pot has".

Welcome to the party of hypocrisy... the republican party. Remember when the republicans obstructed under Obama? The Democratic party has never obstructed simply to win an election like the republicans did (voting AGAINST legislation they previously supported)!

But they are not just obstructionists, they are terrorists. The following FAILURES being proof of who they really are. The republican party under tRump is One BIG LIE that is failing America. Sadly, their $$$ supporters and voters DO NOT EVEN REALIZE IT! OR, are they just as DISHONEST, supporting CORRUPTION?

FAILED to play by the rules, instead resorting to voter suppression (spearheaded by GOP operative Kris Kobach) and collusion with Russia! Collusion they attempt to paint as a "hoax" and a "witch hunt" instead of supporting the republican Robert Mueller's investigation into Russian meddling - which would clear tRump were he innocent (tRump's opposition to the investigation clearly points to his guilt).

FAILED to secure America against the Russian interference. As per former VP Biden "he and President Barack Obama decided not to speak out publicly on Russian interference during the 2016 campaign after Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell refused to sign a bipartisan statement condemning the Kremlin's role".

FAILED inner-cites while attempting to blame Democratic mayors when "31 states have Republican governors, many of which have sizeable black populations [and] 23 states are designated Republican trifectas, meaning the GOP controls the governorships and both houses of the legislature... It is intellectually dishonest to imply that state and federal policies do not play an outsize role in the condition of urban black communities... GOP governors and legislatures have enacted massive budget cuts in education, healthcare and other services while slashing taxes for wealthy residents and corporations, with demonstrably bad consequences for their citizens".

FAILED at protecting Americans from racist violence and hate. As per the FBI, "hate crimes rose the day after Trump was elected". No surprise given the fact that tRump has stoked fear and hate beginning with his campaign and continuing into his presidency.

FAILED to stand up for the freedom of the press as guaranteed by the first amendment by falsely stating that reporters are the "enemy of the people" and actually covering up the murder of Jamal Khashoggi with a laughably phony story about "rogue killers". An action that sent a clear signal to all the world's repressive regimes that it's open season on journalists.

FAILED at furthering America's economic progress by obstructing economic growth essentials like saving for downturns by increasing taxes on the wealthy and businesses that can afford it. Instead inflating a bubble that will pop, ensuring that the US will lack fiscal space to respond when next recession arrives.

FAILED in economic development promises - what happened to the 1.5 trillion in infrastructure spending that tRump promised during the campaign? Democrats, providing tRump discarded his idiotic plan to fund construction by getting the money from states and private entities, would have supported investing in our failing infrastructure.

FAILED our education system and our children via privatization. No matter that the privatization of public education is a failure... "the goal of the majority of charter schools and the politicians that support them isn't to improve student achievement. It is to siphon taxpayer money out of public schools and into the hands of wealthy donors". Explaining why a woman with no experience got the job.

I could go on and on regarding the failures of the tRump administration and the GOP congress, but I have addressed all the supposed Democratic failures. Or instances of the pots calling the kettles black as laid out by Lisa in her (cut and pasted?) post "Pot Meet Kettle" on her tRump-supporting blog, Who's Your Daddy. Let us pray, for the sake of the nation, the kettles are victorious in the midterms.

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-86.

DNA Test Reveals Elizabeth Warren Has Native American Ancestry

As per the WYD trumpers, Elizabeth Warren is a liar concerning her Native American ancestry. She lied in order to gain advantage (even though the evidence shows she advanced on merit and not due to having Native American blood).

My assumption was that what Elizabeth Warren's mother told her (when she said "your grandfather is part Delaware... and your grandmother is part Cherokee") may or may not have been accurate. Because the fact is that "more Americans claim descent from at least one Cherokee ancestor than any other Native American group". Even though "the belief in Cherokee ancestry is more common than actual blood ties".

My opinion was that Warren supporters would not care one way or the other. I know I did not care. However, as it turns out, what Elizabeth Warren's mother told her was spot on. She DOES have Native America ancestry. As per a DNA test, the results of which Warren recently released.

Senator Elizabeth Warren made public the results of a DNA test on Monday, which an expert said shows "strong evidence" that she has a Native American ancestor. ... "The vast majority" of Warren's ancestry is European but "the results strongly support the existence of an unadmixed Native American ancestor" six to 10 generations ago, according to Carlos D. Bustamante, a Stanford University professor who analyzed the results. ... Warren has said that her great-great-great-grandmother, O.C. Sarah Smith, was partially Native American. (Elizabeth Warren Releases DNA Test Results by Willa Frej. HuffPost 10/15/2018).

The Orange Turd, who promised ONE MILLION DOLLARS to a charity of Warren's choice should she take a DNA test (and the results showed she has Native American blood), now says "who cares". Given the fact that the trumper cultists take their cues from their Orange Turd Cult leader, I expect similar responses from the WYD horde of howling baboons. Who (previously) INSISTED that such "lies" pointed to a major flaw in Elizabeth Warren's character.

Minus FJ: The cheap beyotch Lizzie Warren ought to fork $69 bucks over to the Ancestry.com people for a DNA test. (3/1/2018 at 11:42am). Joe Conservative: Take the DNA test, Lizzy! (3/2/2018 at 3:31am). Thersites: lol! ...a fraud upon the student bodies of the universities in which she taught was committed. Blame them, or blame her, she never tried to set the record straight. And she's on the same path today. Fauxcohontas, indeed! (3/10/2018 at 9:27am).

The "Joe Conservative" comment links to a 4/17/2017 Breitbart story titled "Elizabeth Warren Repeats Her False Claims of Native American Ancestry in New Book". According to the Breitbart author "in 2012 Breitbart News exhaustively documented the facts surrounding Senator Warren's claims of Native American ancestry and demonstrated that no credible evidence exists to support those claims".

Breitbart author Michael Patrick Leahy is a liar. He might be correct about there (at the time) being no "credible evidence" (her mother might have been mistaken), but that does not make the claims "false" (as the title of the article asserts). He could have said "dubious", but "false" suggests that Warren took a DNA test and it said that Warren absolutely no way has Native American ancestry. Which was not the case then.

And now we know for certain that the "claim" is not "false", but TRUE. So what will Minus say given this development? I seriously doubt he will issue an apology. Most likely he will blame Warren. She should have taken the test earlier, and, because she didn't, she invited such criticism. aka the "why did you make me hit you?" defense.

So, does this mean that Elizabeth Warren is running for president? I say yes. Also, she has my vote. BTW, what about the tRump family's claim that they were Swedish? As per The Week Trump incorrectly claimed to be Swedish for decades. Apparently Fred tRump didn't want Jewish renters to know he was German. And, since it was already out there, Donny kept up the lie... through the 1980s.

But there was no controversy at all. tRump said nothing about his (and his father's) prior misrepresentation of their heritage (as far as I know). Although he felt free to continue criticizing Warren for ACCURATELY claiming that she has native American ancestry. Maybe we should start calling Donny "Lying Lars Gustafsson"? With apologies to the Swedish politician Lars Gustafson as well as the Swedish author Lars Gustafsson. Given that there is no way either of those two gentlemen could possibly be as big of an asshole as Donald tRump.

Video1: Quote (as transcribed by me from the video below), "I promise you I'll do this ... I will give you a million dollars, to your favorite charity - paid for by tRump - if you take the test and it shows you're an Indian. And let's see what she does. I have a feeling she will say no". Conclusion? tRump owes $1 million to the charity of EW's choice. PAY UP! (2:44).

Video2: In this video from 10/15/2018 the Lying Orange Turd falsely claims that he never made the offer to give 1 million dollars to the charity of Elizabeth Warren's choice. "I didn't say that. You better read it again". Also, now that her heritage is no longer an issue he can use to beat her up, says "who cares. Who cares". YOU cared, asshole! (1:01).

Video3: As per DJT's ghostwritten 1987 book The Art of the Deal, "his story is classic Horatio Alger. Fred Trump was born in New Jersey in 1905. His father, who came here from Sweden as a child, owned a moderately successful restaurant" (1:29).

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-85.

Apparently Minus FJ Wants To Round Up All The H0mos & Throw Them In Prison

Now that Brett Kavanaugh is on the Supreme Court it is only a matter of time before the Right-wing Catholic majority starts rolling back rights. This is a prospect that makes Minus FJ, a homophobic trumper, very happy.

-FJ: Goodbye Roe. Goodbye Lawrence. :) (10/7/2018 at 12:13pm) WYD.

Note that Minus does not say the court is going to (first/only) get rid of Obergefell v. Hodges, which would be the 2015 Supreme Court case that made same sex marriage legal. No, he wants to overturn Lawrence v. Texas, which is a 2003 case that made "same-sex sexual activity legal in every US state and territory".

This would effectively criminalize being gay. Unless you're gay and chaste. Then you might be safe. Otherwise you could get arrested. Note that anti-sodomy laws apply to hetrosexual people as well. Given that both gay and straight people do it in other holes. But I'm sure Minus does not have (nor has he ever had) either an@l or oЯal sex. He only does it missionary with a woman. As God intended.

Although he cites another reason (not God) for wanting to bring back anti-sodomy laws.

-FJ: ...yes, I also oppose all forms of sodomy, too. STDs in the general population need to be kept to a minimum. No one has the right to spread STD recklessly. (10/8/2018 at 5:57pm) WYM.

So, after Lawrence is struck down (followed by Obergefell), I assume the authorities will start prosecuting and imprisoning gay people? Possibly along with some deviant straight people. But obviously gay people. Because, as per Warren E. Burger (quoting William Blackstone) "homosexual sex [is] an infamous crime against nature, worse than rape".

Burger was the Chief Justice when Bowers v. Hardwick was decided via a 5–4 ruling in 1986. The old White guy majority (plus one woman) agreed that "oЯal and an@l sex in private between consenting adults" could be criminalized via state law.

Conservapedia says Sir William Blackstone, in addition to authoring "extensive Commentaries on the Laws of England from 1765-1769... that were admired and used by America's Founding Fathers", was really, really, REALLY opposed to sodomy.

My opinion is that sex between consenting adults is nobody's business. Excepting the consenting adults, of course. Obviously Minus believes it IS his business. And he wants sex between consenting adults policed. Maybe tip lines will be set up and no-knock warrants issued if there is reason to believe you are engaging in sodomy.

Which could mean that the sodomy cops could bust down your door if they suspect you're engaging in "unnatural acts". Then haul you off to jail if they find evidence you are guilty of consensual sexual activity Minus doesn't approve of. The Wikipedia entry for Lawrence notes that "legal punishments for sodomy often included heavy fines, life prison sentences, or both".

If Minus wants Lawrence struck down, then he obviously wants such laws (and their accompanying punishments) to come back. Heavy fines and prison sentences for being gay and engaging in consensual sexual activity. Which is obviously nuts and not likely to happen.

Yes, I think Roe could be overturned. Which would mean that the abortion question would be kicked back to the states. And many Red states would impose even more restrictions. Making it virtually impossible to obtain an abortion if you are a woman residing in a Red state. Minus cites 20 weeks over and over, but lawmakers in Red states have passed all kinds of legislation to try and make it so a woman can't exercise her right to choose... period.

Even with a Conservative Catholic majority, I think Lawrence being overturned probably won't happen. How they are going to attack this, I think, is via the "religious liberty" canard. If you own a business that provides goods and/or services, the court will say you don't have to sell to, or provide services to gay people.

Will Brett and the other 4 Conservative justices strike down Obergefell v. Hodges and invalidate the marriages of every gay couple in the United States? Possibly. But I think it's more likely they will only say discrimination against gay people is great, so long as the reason for discriminating is the bigot's religion.

The Bible mentions slavery too. But the court isn't going to rule it's legal (again) for Right-wing racist business owners to discriminate against African Americans (even if Randall Paul thinks they should). So why is it OK to discriminate against gay people if you play the religion card?

Catholic author (and Islam hater) Andrew Bieszad (writing for the blog "The Conservative Papers") says "The LGBT Is Complicit In The Spread Of Horrible Diseases, Sodomy Laws Need To Come Back For Public Health". Sounds like an argument Minus would absolutely agree with.

"Sodomy is the act of masturbating by means of the place where another man has bowel movements", Bieszad writes. So it's only sodomy between two men that bothers these religious nutters. Given that the place where a woman has bowel movements obviously doesn't count. As the bigot who authored the majority opinion in Bowers v. Hardwick (Justice Byron White) wrote, the Constitution does not grant "a fundamental right to engage in homosexual sodomy".

So, is it just "homosexual sodomy" or all "all forms of sodomy" that you oppose, Minus? I ask because it seems that your fellow bigots don't care when a man boinks a woman in the butt. It's only sex between two consenting men that grosses them out. Either way, clearly Minus thinks anti-sodomy laws "need to come back for public health" reasons. Which I would say is idiotic, given that STDs can be (and are) spread by men and women having vaginal sex without protection.

According to Minus, he lives by the motto meden agan or "nothing in excess". Yet he supports going excessively farther Right than even the Conservative Catholics on the court are likely to go. Which would make Minus a Moderate? As Minus likes to frequently type (VERY frequently)... LOL.

Additional Information
Andrew Bieszad is actually a "critic" of Islam who opposes "Islamo-correctness". Also an Islamic Studies scholar with a specialty in Christian-Muslim relations. Although (in the Bieszad article I quote above) he bashes gay people and justifies it via Christian-Conservative-based homophobia. (See How a critic of Islam ended up in the check-out aisle by Barbara Kay. The National Post, 8/7/2013).

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-84.

GeeeZ Columbus Day (And SCOTUS) Stupidity

So, I navigated over to the trumper blog Geeez (by way of the sidebar of the trumper blog Who's Your Daddy) and noticed the following clueless post concerning "hate" and Columbus day.

Melania... Columbus Day... I am SICK of the HATE. Posted on October 8, 2018 by geeez2014 Now Melania is being insulted for what she wore in Africa, particularly the pith helmet, because "that's what colonialists wore". The truth is if it weren't for colonialists, Africa would be a bigger hell hole than it is now. India, too, by the way. I am getting so very tired of the constant hate, yet there's little we can do about it. That's all I have to say today... tired of the hate. Sorry for Kavanaugh and his family and the hate which will never stop toward them, sorry for teachers teaching American kids to hate Columbus by telling them they have to call today (Columbus Day), "INDIGENOUS PEOPLES DAY"... which began as a counter-celebration held on the same day as the U.S. federal holiday of Columbus Day, which honors European explorer Christopher Columbus, who represents "the violent history of the colonization in the Western Hemisphere" to many". MANY? WHO but Anti-Fa and BLM and LA RAZA? Who the heck CARES what they think? They say Columbus was a racist... was someone recording?

Was someone recording? YES, many people were recording. Via the written word. How does this idiot think we know that Columbus existed in the first place? I pointed this out with a comment, but after I clicked "publish", my comment went away and I got no confirmation. I'm guessing I was blocked. trumpers don't like having their echo chambers disrupted. Especially by anyone citing facts.

I included in my comment the following quote from Chris Columbus's own journal.

"They would make fine servants. ... With fifty men we could subjugate them all and make them do whatever we want. ... As soon as I arrived in the Indies, on the first Island which I found, I took some of the natives by force in order that they might learn..." (source).

And that is just what Columbus did. Enslave the occupants of the island of Hispaniola. As per Wikipedia "The 29,418 square mile island is divided between two separate, sovereign nations: the Spanish-speaking Dominican Republic... to the east, and French Creole-speaking Haiti... to the west".

When Columbus arrived on 12/25/1492, the island was inhabited by the "Taíno, one of the indigenous Arawak peoples". 2 million Tainos populated Hispaniola and Cuba, but warfare, harsh enslavement and diseases brought by the colonists wiped them out. Literally. The Taíno people "were considered extinct by the end of the century".

Bartolomé de las Casas, another individual (who was there) recorded what happened. American Heritage, an organization "dedicated to improving historical and civic literacy", says Barto is "without question the greatest single source of our knowledge" (re the history of Columbus in Hispaniola).

[Barto's] father went with Columbus on the second voyage in 1493 and was among the first colonists on the island of Haiti, which the Spaniards called La Isla Espanola (Spanish Island). Young Las Casas joined the colony in 1502 and for a time led the life of a landholder in this first Spanish settlement in the New World. But his sensitive mind and heart were sickened by the cruel oppression of the natives. He took the vows of the Dominican order and resolved to devote the rest of his life to their cause, a resolve he never relinquished until the end of his life, at ninety-two (Columbus and Genocide by Edward T. Stone. October 1975).

Additionally, (again, as per American Heritage) Barto "had become well acquainted with Diego, Columbus' legitimate son and his successor as Admiral of the Indies [who] placed all of Columbus' papers at his disposal, including a copy of the Journal of the First Voyage".

So... I think that explains quite well where a majority of the information we possess today regarding Columbus comes from and who recorded it for posterity. "They say Columbus was a racist" Geeez writes. Geeeze obviously thinks "they" are full of shit. But "they" are not Anti-Fa, BLM and LA RAZA. "They" are historians who read about the atrocities committed by Columbus via his own journals. As well as the writings of Barto.

Spanish historian and Catholic priest Bartolome de las Casas, who witnessed much of the carnage, said Columbus ordered his men "to cut off the legs of children who ran from them (in order) to test the sharpness of their blades". Once, when a couple of them "met two Indian boys ... each carrying a parrot, they took the parrots and for fun beheaded the boys". ... In addition, people were "eaten (alive) [when] 20 hunting dogs ... were turned loose and immediately tore the Indians apart". If his crew began running out of meat for their vicious dogs, "Arawak babies were killed for dog food". (Celebrating a man who raped and tortured his way into history by Michael Coard, 10/8/2012).

To treat the Taíno as though they were less than human? I think that definitely makes Columbus a racist. As well as an thoroughly evil man. You can see why the Right objects to the truth being told about him. He was a White guy who brought civilization to the new world. A hero that should be revered.

But it wasn't just the new world that the White man can be credited with "improving". Geeez says "if it weren't for colonialists, Africa would be a bigger hell hole than it is now". And "India too". A safe thing to assert, since we have no way of knowing how things would have worked out if the White man hadn't showed up and enslaved and/or killed most of the natives they encountered. Better, perhaps?

As for being "sick of the hate"... tRump, unlike Obama, has EARNED the hatred. When you hate you should respect love in return? Obama (in 2007) said "I don't want to pit Red America against Blue America, I want to be the President of the United States of America". With tRump, that was the entire game plan from the beginning (pander exclusively to the base).

Case in point is tRump's nomination of Brett Kavanaugh for the Supreme Court and him being rammed through by the GOP-controlled Congress. Whereas when Obama nominated the centrist jurist Merrick Garland (because Orrin Hatch said there was "no question" the GOP controlled Senate would confirm him), Mitch McConnell refused to hold a hearing.

Yet, not only did Mitch tell Barack "you will not fill this Supreme Court vacancy", he describes it as "one of his proudest moments". What an asshole. This kind of bullshit is supposed to make the other side NOT hate you?

In regards to that, I say (in agreement with Joe Conservative) #getbent. Especially when your side (as urged on by the Orange Turd) attempts to paint Christine Blasey Ford as a paid liar (or a #lyingwhore). Because supporters set up a GoFundMe to pay her security costs (without her consent). And where is the proof that this money was deposited into her bank account?

Now they are celebrating and laughing while also whining about how the "damage is immense" to poor Brett's life and career. For which they vow revenge. "What goes around comes around" according to Brett's own opening Senate hearing statement. During which the partisan hack pointed a finger at the "Clintons". A statement designed to convince us that he will be an impartial and fair jurist... NOT.

Soon Brett will be ruling on cases in which a 5-4 SCOTUS majority will be taking away rights. Minus, in a comment punctuated with a smiley face, says "Goodbye Roe. Goodbye Lawrence". These would be the cases that affirmed a women's right to privacy (re their health decisions and bodily autonomy) and struck down anti-sodomy laws. (Roe v. Wade and Lawrence v. Texas).

So here we have a trumper salivating over the prospect of taking away rights; and don't forget that tRump himself said Roe being overturned would "happen automatically". That a minority is hard at work trying to force the rest of us to live by their rules as defined by their religion is not going to earn you anything BUT anger and hate (their religion being Pseudo Christianity).

Although, that trumpers are "sick of the hate", is not something I'm buying. At least not in regards to all of them. Not the ones who are happy that they get to gloat and drink "libtard tears". Those people are probably mad that we dare fight back. They love it that tRump is imposing their will upon us, but think we shouldn't do anything but cry in response.

If you EMBRACE being called "deplorable", why shouldn't we (the majority of us who realize how terrible tRump is) hate you? Is that NOT an appropriate reaction when a deplorable tells you how much joy they derive from your pain?

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-83.

Mystere's Bigly G@y G@ng Bang

A 22 year-old Mystere was so excited. He had been in a funk after being dumped by his first love, Chad, spiraling down below. This involved cruising bus stations around the city looking for homeless men who'd allow him to suck them off for a few dollars.

Mystere finally received some good news via a new friend he met on Grindr. Lying in bed next to Brent one evening, his new love revealed that he knew a director who worked in the g@y p0rn industry. "Really! That's interesting" Mystere exclaimed. "It has been a long time dream of mine to break the world d!ck-sucking record. I'm not sure what the record is", Mystere said. "But I'm positive I could break it".

"I absolutely think you could" Brent agreed. "It so happens I just got a job as an assistant on G@y Gang B@ng #6, a film that is currently auditioning talent. I'm sure I could convince the director to give you a shot". Mystere squealed in delight. "Thank you so much Brent!". Mystere slipped underneath the covers and gave Brent a thank you bj.

"That was in appreciation for making a lifelong fantasy of mine come true" Mystere said after he finished. "Wow!" a breathless Brent whispered. "That was one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had". Brent turned his back to Mystere, pretending to go to sleep. He lay next to Mystere for a while in the dark. "You asleep, Mystere?" Brent asked. Brent was hoping he was because he had another Grindr date lined up in a few hours. Mystere usually wanted to cuddle, which Brent definitely was not into.

Brent felt a finger inserted into his @nus. "Does that answer your question" Mystere quietly breathed into his ear. "I've got to go" Brent said, pulling away. "The part in G@y Gang B#ng #6 isn't a sure thing, by the way. I'll put in a good word and see IF I can get you an audition". "OK" Mystere replied. Suddenly he was worried. To have his dream dangled in front of him, only to be snatched away? He didn't know if he take such disappointment.

"I might have to kill myself if I don't get a part" Mystere said, on the verge of sobbing. Brent pretended he didn't hear, finished dressing and left. "Call me" Mystere shouted as the door of his apartment slammed. The next day Mystere called in sick to work. "I don't feel well" he told Judy in HR. "Bob is not going to be happy" Judy told him. "He said there were commercials you needed to finish cutting together so they could air this week".

"I'm sorry" Mystere lied. "I'm too sick to come in today". Mystere fake coughed then hung up before Judy could reply. Mystere had already threatened to tell Bob's wife about their affair. So he took liberties when he wanted and Bob could pound sand if he didn't like it. Mystere went back to sleep. A few hours later Mystere woke to the sound of someone pounding on his door.

"Open up, I know you're in there" a male voice said. Mystere rose to see who it was. Opening the door completely nude, Mystere saw his boss from the radio station standing before him. "I've got to have you!" Bob blurted after eyeing Mystere's naked body. "I'm sick" Mystere fibbed. "That's bullsh!t" Bob declared. Then he forced his way into the apartment, slammed the door behind him, and took Mystere in the butt on the kitchen floor.

"No!" Mystere moaned, loving it. Bob grunted as he finished. Then he went into the bathroom to wash up. Mystere got dressed and sat down on the bed. He turned on the TV and flipped around until he found some cartoons. "I'm very cross with you, Mystere" Bob announced after emerging from the bathroom. "I had to cancel a meeting with some important clients to come down to this dump". Bob stroked his mustache and lit up a cigarette. Indeed, he looked angry.

"I'm sorry" Mystere apologized. He was worried Bob might tell him he needed a spanking. "I've had just about enough of these threats to tell my wife about what's going on between us!" Bob roared. "Now she tells me she has been getting a lot of calls from someone who refuses to talk when she answers". "So what?" Mystere said, getting defensive.

"The calls are from your number, Mystere! I should know. I pay the bill". "Oh" Mystere said sheepishly. "This will stop" Bob warned. "I don't like hurting you, but I can NOT tolerate this bad behavior". Mystere hung his head in shame. Bob had given him a severe thrashing when he found out he was bl0wing homeless guys. That incident left Mystere black and blue for weeks, so he knew Bob was serious.

"I won't do it again" Mystere promised. "OK" Bob acquiesced. "But you better not be lying to me. Or else". Bob snuffed out his cigarette in a old pizza box lying on the table and walked toward the door. "You better show up for work tomorrow" Bob cautioned Mystere. Then he was gone. Mystere went to the fridge and grabbed a Fanta. "Yum" Mystere remarked as he guzzled the cold soda. Mystere grabbed a slice of pizza, eating around the cigarette bud as he continued watching cartoons.

Brent called Mystere on his cell a few days later. "I've got good news" Brent said. "Is it about the G@y Gang B@ng?" Mystere said excitedly, cutting Brent off. "Yes. I got you an audition" Brent replied. Mystere took down the address. "I'll be there" Mystere said hanging up. The next day Mystere took a long lunch. He was really nervous. Mystere took the bus to the address Brent had given him, a nondescript building in the city.

"I'm here to audition" Mystere told the receptionist, an older woman with a large bust. "For what?" the big boobed woman said disgustedly, looking him over. "The Gang Bang film" Mystere replied. "Oh, no. You're not the right type for that film" the lady said condescendingly. "No fatties". "Brent sent me" Mystere protested. "I don't know any Brent. And my eyes are up here". The lady pointed to her eyes.

"I'm not looking at your fake tits" Mystere replied. "Ask the director. Brent said he'd tell him he should give Mystere an audition". "You're Mystere, I take it?" the woman asked. "Yes" Mystere affirmed. "Very well" the lady said. "My name is Blanche. Have a seat". The woman waved Mystere toward a waiting room directly across from her. Mystere entered the room and sat down. Two other young, cut men were already seated, waiting to audition (Mystere presumed).

Brent emerged from a back room. He was carrying a stack of white terry-cloth robes. Handing out the robes, he ushered Mystere and the young bucks into a dressing room. "Change into these robes" Brent instructed. "Your clothes will be waiting for you when you're done auditioning" Brent said. "Good luck" he whispered into Mystere's ear.

"What the f*ck are you doing here?" one of the young bucks asked Mystere. "I'm auditioning for the Gang Bang film" Mystere replied. The young buck laughed. Suddenly Mystere was unsure of what he was doing. His face turned a bright red. He entered the dressing room and quickly removed his clothing.

After they had donned the robes, Brent lead the three men into another room. "I am the director of G@y Gang Bang #6, Simon Buckmaster" the man said. He stroked his closely cropped graying beard. "Please remove your robes, gentlemen" Simon announced. The two young bucks got naked. Mystere, eyeing their buff bodies, hesitated. "What's wrong chubby?" the man next to him asked sarcastically.

"Brent tells me you describe yourself as the Asian Ron Jeremy" Simon said, addressing Mystere. "Yes, sir" Mystere replied. "Let me see what you look like erect" Simon directed the two young bucks. "Brent, please fluff them". Brent compiled and soon the assets of the two young bucks were on full display. "Not you" Simon said disapprovingly, pointing to the young buck on the left.

The man, a dejected look on his face, put his robe back on and exited the room. "You, please come closer" Simon commanded the remaining young buck. Grabbing hold of the young buck's member, Simon smiled. "Rock hard. And plenty large. You have the part". Simon congratulated the man.

"You may depart. Blanche has some paperwork for you to fill out after you get dressed". Simon waved his hand and the second young buck put his robe back on and left. "Now for you" Simon said, frowning. Mystere dropped his robe. "Ugh" Simon grunted. "Disgusting. It appears as though your gut obscures your manhood, if anything is there at all". "It's right here" Mystere said, lifting his belly to reveal his package.

"Clearly you are not an Asian Ron Jeremy. Is this some kind of joke, Brent?". Simon looked like he might either laugh or possibly throw up. "Please explain". "When I said I was an Asian Ron Jeremy, I meant I was fat and good at sex" Mystere stammered. "He is extraordinarily talented at 0rally pleasuring the male organ" Brent interjected. "To that fact I can personally attest".

"OK" the director decided after contemplating the situation for awhile. "Let me see for myself". Then he unzipped his fly and removed his johnson. Mystere dropped to his knees and went to work. Several minutes later Simon was 100% convinced that what Brent said was correct. "Oh, my God! you weren't kidding" Simon concluded. Mystere smiled (after swallowing). "Not so fast" Simon said, zipping up his fly.

"The fact remains that you are far too ugly to appear in my film. I am sorry, but I cannot give you a part". Simon sat down at his desk. "Now please leave". "No!" Mystere cried, tears filling his eyes. Then he started to cry. "Please, I'll work for free" Mystere begged. "Brent, why is your friend still here?" Simon demanded. Mystere left, sobbing uncontrollably and feeling more disappointed than he had ever felt before in his life.

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym82. TF-9.

The Alpha Male Minus Quest For True Love Impeded By So Many Lying Whores!

"Hello, my name is Farmer John" Minus said, using one of his many aliases. "That is an odd name" the woman replied. Then she looked at him closer, scrutinizing the man beside her. "I know you" the woman said finally. "You're the guy who grabbed my breasts in Shorty's Southside Tavern last week".

Minus thought. "Yes" he admitted, remembering. "That was I. When I see a pair of double-Ds I can't help but grab them", Minus said complementing the woman. The lady looked shocked, but Minus knew she was loving the attention. "You're a waitress there, aren't you?" Minus asked. "No" the woman replied nervously. "I was having a drink with some co-workers".

She and this unknown man were walking alone together through a local park just before dusk. When she first noticed the man, other people were around, so she wasn't that concerned. Now it was starting to get dark and those people turned down another path a while back. But the man continued to walk behind her. Then he was beside her. He smiled and introduced himself.

"You live near here?" Minus inquired. "No" the woman answered, feeling a little fearful. "My boyfriend is waiting for me at the entrance of the park" the woman added, hoping that would scare Minus off. "Interesting" Minus replied, not buying what the woman told him. "Maybe we could go back to your place for a quickie" Minus inquired. The vibe he was getting from this woman told him she wanted him desperately.

The woman's eyes got wide, then she took off running, fearful she was about to be raped. "What's wrong, honey?" Minus shouted at the fleeing woman. "Ridiculous" Minus scoffed. "It seems this stupid ho has uncharitably categorized my pass as a prelude to a sexual assault". Minus continued on his way.

A while later he reached the edge of the park. Passing through the gates, the woman he had encountered earlier suddenly jumped in front of him. She had what looked like a spray can in her hand. She started spraying, but Minus quickly grabbed her wrist and deflected the stream away from his eyes (where she was aiming).

"You trying to mace me, bitch?" Minus growled. But Minus wasn't angry; he was amused. Minus had a tight grip on the woman's wrist. She struggled but couldn't get away. Minus began to laugh. "A pretty young thing like you out alone at night is just asking to get raped" Minus informed the woman.

Gaile (the woman) started screaming. "Shut up, slut" Minus commanded. He pulled her to him and placed his hand over her mouth, muffling her screams. Gaile bit down. Minus yelled and let her go. Gaile attempted to run away, but Minus grabbed hold of her purse. The purse strap snapped and Gaile stumbled back. Her feet slipped out from under her and she landed on her back, hard.

Minus put his hand to his mouth and sucked the blood out of the bite. "Shit!", that hurts Minus complained. "I should call the cops and report this assault" Minus snarled. Galie got to her feet shakily and stumbled a bit. Then she bolted, disappearing into the darkness. "Hey, you forgot your purse" Minus said as he watched the fleeing woman vanish. "Dumb bitch".

Minus opened the woman's purse and found her driver's license. "Gaile Trotter. I know where you live, Gaile Trotter. I might have to stop by Gaile's place to return her purse" Minus decided. "Despite her assault, I am a gentleman. She's going to need her driver's license and credit cards. I surely wouldn't want her to go through the hassle of having to replace them".

A few days later Minus, behind the wheel of his jet black Camaro with flames painted on the side, drove past Gaile Trotter's house. A small bungalow located on a side street not far from the park where he had first encountered her. Minus parked on a side street and proceeded to watch from a location where he had a good view of Gaile's property.

Inside the house Gaile was fixing herself dinner. Thinking of her encounter with Minus, she checked the lock on her front door. It was secure. How stupid she was to have walked through the park right before dark, Gaile berated herself. She had, of course, done it many times before. Although before it was always during the daytime. It just so happened that her place of employment was a few blocks from Shorty's, and she liked to hang out there with work friends.

She was pretty scared after she got away from the stranger. Gaile jogged to the edge of the park, then attempted to call the police, but found that her cell phone battery was dead. Seeing the man approaching, Gaile ducked behind one of the stone pillars that made up the arch that was the entrance to the park.

Removing the mace from her purse, Gaile intended to spay her would-be assailant in the face, then make her getaway. But he grabbed her wrist, then stole her purse. Gaile reported the incident to the police and filed a report, but they took it for a purse snatching and not an attempted rape. After she admitted she'd been drinking and was a little tipsy, it seems they didn't take her seriously.

Minus watched the house for several days, driving by after work and staying until the sun went down. That is how he deduced that Gaile lived alone. He also, after charging it up, examined her cell phone. It was password protected, but Minus booted it into safe mode to bypass the 3rd party lock screen. There was an entry that read Mom and Dad (an out-of-state number), plus the names of numerous female friends (Minus guessed). But no male names.

"Is she a lesbian?" Minus pondered. Perhaps what she needed was to meet a real man. That would cure her of her lesbianism. Minus knew he was just the man, an Alpha Male. She'd be grateful once he returned her purse. Naturally she'd have to find a way to thank him. Minus had that effect on women, the misunderstanding in the park being a shocking exception to how such encounters usually went down.

Minus was used to women throwing themselves at him. Given how good-looking and successful he was. He'd picked up quite a few women in bars around the city. All he had to do was flash a huge wad of cash and the next thing he knew he was getting a BJ in the bathroom. Then he'd quickly dump them, not wanting to take up permanently with some tramp who'd blow a guy in the bathroom of some seedy bar. He lived by the same credo as Brett Kavanaugh. FFFFF, or Find them, Feel them, Finger them, F*ck them, Forget them.

But he had a feeling that, this time, with Gaile, things would be different. Likely she was used to only beta males, which is why a strong alpha like Minus threw her off. Gaile was probably fantasizing about him right now (and touching herself), just as he was fantasizing about her (and doing the same). Minus was convinced that she could be the one. The one who would finally convince him to settle down and start a family.

Plus she apparently owned her own home, suggesting she was financially independent. Minus saw an entry for her place of employment in the phone. An investment banking firm. That would work for Minus, as he was tired of whores who were primarily interested in him because he was well off. Yes, he decided -- he was definitely interested in seeing if he could make this thing with Gaile work.

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wtm-81. tf-8.