The Voice of the Turtle is Heard in Our Land

Sit yourself down, Mitch McConnell. Shut your dirty mouth. Ugh. You run a better con than Don Con Cheeto. 

McConnell continues to tell pernicious lies while calling out TRUTH in noble tones. He 'others' the folks who invaded the Capitol and demeaned them by calling them criminals and 'the mob.'

In truth, they are real estate agents, firefighters, police, small business owners, professors, and some true whackadoo criminal insurrectionists. They believed The Big Lie promulgated by your party, which McConnell you did not deny until convenient.

We gave you two good chances to avoid the death march of your Party. Liz Cheyney could have been POTUS after 1/6. Instead, you shyte your pants.

Either you are powerful enough to have stopped The Big Lie, and you are complicit or too weak to stop the madness. Or Trumpus Putin has something on you. Either way, if you want to assign blame, THIS IS YOUR FAULT if it is anybody's fault.

This is not a plea for clemency. I want the insurrectionists prosecuted for any crime committed. I want the perpetrators with the most political power enforced first and foremost.

Shaming and blaming are the stupid person's response to bad trouble. The bad trouble of ordinary Americans doing crime and insurrection deserves a serious, considered productive response. Not more gaslighting. And victim blaming. YOU DID THIS.

Moscow Mitch in Song - GOODBYE!

I NEVER DID THIS ALONE

I have been doing my dance on Plum Street for a decade now. I plan an Anniversary Edition. Time to thank the Artists and Writers who have shared their work here. This is only the beginning. Living Anniversary Edition. 

Google decided my blog was pornographic. So Big G said No adsense for you. Bad images, bad! This image is Victorian.

I decided to run ad-free and publish what I liked. See the LABELS in the left column: try FILTH AND DIRT or maybe SEX DRUGS AND ROCK AND ROLL.

Here we are, Cher Readers and Friends. Such fun.

I will add a TIP ME button when I find out how. I need help paying for this place.

I miss Bede and Nicky.

"Some say life is too complex,
When you boil it down, it's food and sex."
- Nick Vanocur 

Trumpus Loves Rumpus - Blood with Tea and Crumpets

Trumpus wants public executions? Okay. Charge $1.00 a ticket. Premium price if you want to be up close to the blood and foam. We could pay off the national debt two or three executions in.

Donald Trump Wants to Use the Firing Squad, Mass Executions, and Videos to Turn Executions Into Reality TV - Austin Sarat

What will Tangerine Toddler do when convicted and facing jail? Maybe pretend to be insane for the legal and political space it will give him? He is doing the job now rather well. Or will he run? He has jets.

I would bet money he learned the tactic from Vincent Gigante. It is possible Trump knew him, and Vincent is his kind of mentor. Gigante went to Jesus in 2005. While Gigante lived, he was a mobster’s mobster.

We don’t break our Captains. We kill them. — Vincent Gigante

Quote: For about 30 years, Gigante feigned insanity in an effort to throw law enforcement off his trail. Dubbed “The Oddfather” and “The Enigma in the Bathrobe” by the media, Gigante often wandered the streets of Greenwich Village in his bathrobe and slippers, mumbling incoherently to himself. He was indicted on federal racketeering charges in 1990, but was determined to be mentally unfit to stand trial. In 1997, he was tried and convicted of racketeering and conspiracy, and sentenced to 12 years in prison.

— Picture and quote from Wikipedia — send them money. 

Friends called him Vinny. Vinny was a boxer. Although Vinny’s mugshot is thuggish, he was handsome. He sets my Italian genes off and dancing the tarantella. 

I love the bad boys. Not Trumpus. On a scale of one to ten, Donald is an Eww! Shudder.

Vinny, I wish I had known you. I love the Bad Boys. People found The Chin irresistibly attractive, and a good book about his life and legend is: