Pillow Talk


Check out the straight poop re the origins of the adage “Politics makes strange bedfellows” or its close variant “Political interests can bring together people who otherwise have little in common”

“This saying is adapted from a line in the play The Tempest, by William Shakespeare: ‘Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.’ It is spoken by a man (Trinculo) who has been shipwrecked and finds himself seeking shelter beside a sleeping monster.”

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Conforming all of that above wisdom to tempestuous, contemporary times, we discover the two weirdos, the hungover MyPillow guy, CEO Mike Lindell, waking up, “the morning after”, next to the asleep at the switch monster, the one and (thank god) only drunk on power Donald J. Trump.

Indeed, during the waning days of the failed Trump admin, foolhardy Mikey visited the White House for the express purpose of validating Donny’s preposterous, unfounded, unsubstantiated delusions that “stuffed” absentee ballots and rigged voting machines had denied him a second term.

During their political trysts (sleepovers?), these two strange bedfellows engaged in subversive pillow talk to discuss their shared Anti-American agenda; e.g. how Donny could “easily” declare Martial Law to muck up free elections, disenfranchise multiple millions of voters, deny the legitimately elected Joe Biden the presidency, utterly destroy democracy and, in the end, tear the U.S. Constitution asunder and overthrow America.

It’s entirely possible that Lindell had actually been the catalyst who further emboldened the fake prez; to the point where Trump opted to stage his (fortunately failed) coup d’état on January 6, 2021.

It was shortly thereafter, that Lindell who, up to that moment, had been running his successful pillow business, discovered, the hard way, that whatever Donny touches always turns to shit.

Indeed, what Mikey had failed to realize is that the mashup of pillow manufacturing and political machinating can only be catastrophic.

Or, to flesh that out, the blow back, here, is how home improvement businesses will no longer stock MyPillow products, which discerning, principled, real American shoppers will no longer purchase. After all, who the F would ever show respect for a traitor who tried to overthrow America?

At least for the time being, Lindell is currently profiteering off the radical right wing noise machine. These disseminators of ferocious conspiracy theories, masquerading as news, are still welcoming Mikey.

But, seeing how the duly pissed off voting machine manufacturers have been routinely slapping lawsuits against Newsmax, OAN and FOX et al (as well as their dumb as a stump, Trump suck up talking heads), Mikey could, rightfully so, soon be going down with the shipwrecked Donny.


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What’ll it be? Mar-a-Lago or Gitmo?

The coronavirus pandemic’s unbridled, stateside death toll, so far, stands at 311,000. Our condolences to their surviving, grieving families and friends.

Such human suffering and death did help determine which presidential candidate Americans voted for on November 3, 2020 and, by extension, did affect the December 14, 2020 Electoral College outcome; namely, Donald J. Trump “dropping out” and Joe Biden “graduating”.

Had Trump acted more promptly and proactively this past January, he could’ve plagiarized President Barack Obama’s pandemic playbook; would’ve delegated the implementation of those recommended, life saving, best practices to a trustworthy, learned leader; oh, say, Dr. Anthony Fauci.

Seeing how the good doctor and his team would not have even needed the fake prez’s presence at all, Donny could’ve simply kept on playing golf and scarfing down megatonnage of fat saturated, fast food while binge watching his owned and operated, TV propaganda ministers; could’ve continued to get off on their freely dispensed, wildly inaccurate, undue accolades.

Shortly thereafter, all of Fauci’s diligence could’ve crowned Donny The Corona-V Conquering Superhero! Yep, the awash with unearned glory Donny could’ve then donned his Superman onesie / leotard and cape to swoop down upon the 2020 campaign trail; flown, swoosh, all across the nation (with an Air Force One assist?).

However, since he mucked up everything, instead, he promptly failed to earn Americans’ trust and, by extension, our votes. Ergo, he now attempts to disenfranchise tens of millions of voters; to illegally cast out legally cast ballots, And my being a lifelong Michigander, his ballot purge would be inclusive of burning up mine.

The mere notion that he’d ever have the gall to even try THAT pisses me off!

Well, we can be grateful that tyrant Trump’s attempted, post Election Day ballot box coup has also been pissing off the judges he’s been strong-arming; inclusive of his own appointees; most notably, the U.S. Supreme Court’s Neil Gorsuch, Brett Kavanaugh and Amy Coney Barrett.

Oh, the sweet taste of Poetic Justice!

The very Justices, who Donny assumed he owned outright, have, twice, flat-out refused to become his co-conspirators; have all practically roared out “NYET!” to the impotent potentate’s all too real, seditious plot to dick up Democracy and take out the United States of America.

While these judges haven’t left Trump a legal leg to stand on, that does not, necessarily, mean that he’s fresh out of foul, illegal options. To flesh that out…

At some point, between now and Inauguration Day, via a mere Tweet, Trump could easily awaken his rightwing terrorist sleeper cells; e.g., order his radical Proud Boys, Wolverine Watchmen to go on a rampage. Once these asshole insurrectionists start to literally burn America down to the ground, he’d then have the (im)perfect excuse to declare Martial Law; to postpone Inauguration Day, indefinitely; to permanently install his shitty regime; to, in essence, flip off and say, “fuck off” to his self-proclaimed foe, the duly elected Joe Biden.

America’s fate would then depend upon how America’s generals would react to the stench of Donny’s Diarrhea; the obscene scene of Trump shitting all over America. Fortunately, the chances are fairly good that the top brass would instantly order legitimate American troops to engage and conquer Donny’s wind-up toy soldiers. In essence, as easy as all of us wipe our butts, they’d wipe these shitheads off the U.S. map. In the end, traitor Donald J. Trump would wind up trading off retirement at Mar-a-Lago for imprisonment at Gitmo!

We can only keep good thoughts that this Civil War battlefield never materializes; that such a scenario only gets projected within the theatre of the overly active imagination.


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Donny’s Donnybrook (Part 2)


The 1st “debate” between Joe Biden and Donald J. Trump has now been over for about an hour. And, in this man’s opinion, the grotesque spectacle of Trump’s unpresidential meltdown could not end soon enough.

The fake prez’s conduct was so immature that, exasperation caused my parental instincts to kick in; so much so that I wound up shouting at my TV, “SHUT THE F UP”; did so, so loudly here in Michigan, that my voice may’ve even been heard in Cleveland, Ohio (the debate locale).

I’m now 100% certain that, if we vote to hire Joe / fire Donny, Trump will not accept that outcome, under any circumstances, and will flat out refuse to leave at high noon on January 20, 2021.

Between November and January, Donny will be egging on his legions of gun toting goons; ordering his paramilitary force to burn down America. At that juncture, that’ll be his “perfect” excuse to declare Martial Law; thereby nullifying Biden’s victory “.” or “?” (not sure, yet, which punctuation would be correct here)

If Trump attempts to roll out the tanks, it’d certainly be a tough call for American generals. I mean, would the top brass use military might to enforce the wishes of the estimated 62 million (or more) Americans, who elected Biden. or side with the Trumper tantrum throwing, tyrant tyke? We can only hope they wouldn’t opt for the latter.


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What Next? A Crime Wave of Tsunami Proportions?


A wise leader prepares for the worst and hopes for the best.

However, America has no such leader. He does not seem to fully grasp that… due to his being a short-sighted science denier… his response to the coronavirus has, all along, been too little too late. Instead of reacting proactively to stay ahead / afloat, he has become the Captain of the Titanic.

Before this all blows over, the sickness’ fever, itself, could become secondary to the temperature of society going up in literal flames.

Fact of life… to fight the virus, America has had to go into shutdown mode and the resultant, out-of-work people, already, are having a rough time making their rent / mortgage payments and buying their groceries. Once homeless and hungry, their very survival instincts will drive them to act out in ways that are… to say the least… uncivilized.

Factor in how, stateside, we exist in an armed to the teeth, gun sick society and indeed, we could be facing down a resultant crime wave of tsunami proportions.

Is Martial Law inevitable? Will that become that so-called leader’s “perfect” excuse to suspend the November presidential elections? How convenient, huh?

Of course, a forward thinking leader could normally avoid such an extreme by proactively calling for the emergency set up of federal programs designed to keep everyone fed and housed.

BUT… due to the very nature of that damned virus… how would social distancing even be possible for folks who’d be [1] waiting in long, slow moving breadlines, [2] dining in overcrowded soup kitchens AND [3] crashing each night in cramped, federally run flophouses?

Let’s hope that my concerns prove dead wrong. If not…

Prepare for the worst.