OMG. I thought no one could out-rude The Rude Pundit. Probably still true with respect to the [View all]

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Bush-era Rude One. But...currently I give a rude tip of the hat to Jo Jo from Jerz, who regularly, accurately, and genuinely turns a bright light on outrageous public figures and their MAGA actions. She outdid herself today in pondering the MTG

https://jojofromjerz.substack.com/p/cry-for-cha-ka-absolutely-the-fuck?utm_source=post-email-title&publication_id=1198484&post_id=181180039&utm_campaign=email-post-title&isFreemail=true&r=638ph&triedRedirect=true&utm_medium=email

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Suddenly she’s wounded. Suddenly she’s delicate. Suddenly she’s discovered “vitriol” and “hate” and “lying to get his way,” as if Donald J. Fucking Trump hasn’t operated exclusively on those three ingredients since Back to the Future was in theaters.

And now she’s playing the “I’m a victim” violin?

Oh sweet baby Jesus in a Buck Rogers unitard, she’s out here bleating about “hate” and “lying,” like she didn’t personally turn those qualities into a business model, a merch pipeline, and a CrossFit-adjacent sermon series. She delivered his talking points with the reverence of a televangelist and the breathlessness of a woman powered by expired pre-workout and unfiltered spite — and NOW she wants to pretend she’s discovering Trumpism’s cruelty for the first time?

Bless her black little heart… that poor stupid thing never stood a chance. It’s not just that she’s a fucking idiot. It’s also that she’s mean — it’s mostly that she’s mean. Mean in the marrow. Mean like someone who laminates her grudges. Mean like a woman whose spiritual gift is recreational cruelty. Mean with purpose, with enthusiasm, with cardio — with poorly executed pull-ups.