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Mass-Murdering Fuckhead?

Hey, I wasn’t the one to say it first in public. San Juan Mayor Carmen Yuliz Cruz said “I am done being politically correct. I am mad as hell. This is genocide.”

Meanwhile, Mass-Murdering Fuckhead Donald Trump tweeted back, “The Mayor of San Juan, who was very complimentary only a few days ago, has now been told by the Democrats that you must be nasty to Trump.”

Human suffering means nothing to him. Death and destruction mean nothing, no matter to whom they happen, but to brown and black people, he doubles down on not caring.

Donald Trump is going to go down in history as a Mass-Murdering Fuckhead, just like Adolf Hitler, although you can’t get anyone to believe that, quite yet, but wait, you’ll see what happens, and Donald’s name will be besmirched forever.

He doesn’t care how it happens, as long as he stays more famous than Obama, he could care less how history sees him, and as an advanced Altzheimer patient and paranoid-schizophrenic with delusions of poverty, he couldn’t give two shits, and he doesn’t.

The reason he’s totally shameless is that he really, really doesn’t care.

Nothing means anything to Donald Trump. He has no reality on anything around him, and very little reality even on his own self.

In short, he comes up short. Continue reading

HEAL TRUMP, DON’T DUMP TRUMP! Compassion is the Key! Read On!!!

In my aspect as Avatar of the Western Realm — Healing is one of my Powers.

“Ray Guns Blasting, Johnny Jett burst through the door and sprayed the place with plasma.” Not my gaming style at all, and I hope it isn’t yours. I tend to play Trap Assassins, Druids or Necromancers, not Barbarians, Paladins or Sorceresses. Once in a while, I like to play Amazon, just to see the feathers fly.

How about a full-blown magical “White-Ops” that is intended to convert Donald Trump from a Man of War to a Man of Peace, from a Man of Rage and Hate to a Man of Love and Understanding, from a White Man to a Rainbow Man?

As you know, I’m not allowed by our Higher Law to interfere in local politics, not that I care enough to do that, anyway, and besides, as the Avatar of the Western Realm, it’s in my goddam job-description.

So, like it or not, I can’t interfere.

I didn’t ask for the job. I got it because I’m good at it and I’m willing to wade in there and get all grimy from the human contact. Like I said, I didn’t ask for the job.

What I CAN do, however, is act as an Advisor, at least until they come to take me away for speaking up about Trump?

The object is a conversion play, and I’ll be only too happy to explain in some detail exactly what this means, what it means to you, and what YOU can do about it.

You feel helpless, eh? Not anymore, you aren’t. Read on. Continue reading