It took them awhile to realize Trump’s definition of “great” and “big beautiful” was for the 1%ers, but a dystopian hellscape for the 99%.

Why did a secret service agent interrupt Bush’s important kindergarten reading session to tell him that airplanes plowed into the World trade center WHEN BUSH SUPPOSEDLY ALREADY KNEW ABOUT IT. That’s what we’re talking about here. I’m saying Bush DIDN’T already know about it, that’s why his secret service agent whispered the news in his ear, cuz it was kinda a big deal.

I’ve seen a LOT of this same shitty artist drawing these same shitty characters. You know they’re constantly posted here on Lemmy. I’ve seen 'em all. But this one has been the worst because it required you to explain wtf is happening. I respect that the artist has ideas he wants to share via comics, I get it, I have a lot of ideas too that I can’t skillfully draw either.

https://youtu.be/hsYyEmhd6E0 time stamp 49 seconds DJT is talking about what a sexy body some Republican named John Houston has.

“I don’t do this with men very often. I started examining his body. Because I didn’t know he was a great athlete. And I looked and I watched him up and down, I looked at his ass and I looked at the whole…”

There were indeed witnesses of the work going on in the basement of the World trade center. And most industries operate through compartmentalization, in which the lowest-paid worker grunts actually doing the work have no idea exactly what they’re installing. They’re given just enough info & tools to get the job done. That’s how secrets are kept. By one incredibly powerful guy at the top not telling anyone below him why they’re performing a task.

Maybe your family does that. Mine doesn’t. Out of sight out of mind. I don’t care if anybody lands in their airplane. 99.9999% likelihood that their airplane landed just fine & their lives continue with fewer unnecessary interruptions without calling everyone they know to inform them their friggin airplane landed.

I haven’t used an alarm clock since 1988. I let my circadian rhythms wake me up. My circadian rhythms are more important to me than sacrificing my health for the rat race. And part of my health obsession included moving to Southern California where it’s pretty much always springtime.

Gosh the carpet must be REALLY expensive if 1 yard of it is unaffordable.

Y ¿por que no los dos? A lady could be embarrassed about her pregnancy 😆

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I just realized Good Will Hunting and Dead Poets Society have been the same movie in my mind, but now I realize they are two different movies.

A couple of my favorite false cognates in Spanish are:

pregunta = question

embarazada = pregnant

avergonzada = embarrassed

(I included that last one because I’ve never actually known how to say embarrassed in Spanish, and now I know.)

They are NOT a great artist.

Do you remember when we were little kids running around playing and we were all physically fit because we were simply born that way? And none of us ever commented about each other’s asses? I wish adults could keep that mindset.

DJT stands at the podium and rambles about how sexy certain men are. With great detail regarding muscular assess.

And apparently was a conventionally attractive Hollywood actor in his prime and his wife Nancy gave him satisfying fellatio on a regular basis and his mind decayed into dementia.

And why would he need to be interrupted in the middle of a very important kindergarten reading session to be informed of something that he already knew about?

Anyway I’m in the camp of believing that these were locally-planned controlled demolitions, to cover up trillion dollar losses in some financial blah blah, but I still think that particular man up there posing as president had no idea about any of it until it happened.

The restaurant is littered with insects and bodies in torment. A slumped corpse sits beside the door, with an impaled torso across from it. A fly eaten, desicated head sits in the foreground along with an individual actively being flayed, their skin peeling down to their feet as hooks greedily tug at their face.

I’m sincerely glad you included this written description of the second panel because otherwise it’s an indecipherable kindergartner drawing.

When it’s over we get reincarnated and have to deal with all this bullshit all over again, in a new body.