Is the Poorelone Image Worshiping Virus an Aerosol Threat?

There’s something that’s been bothering me lately about what some of our leadership luminaries use to think with. I know they think with their brains, but what are the programs they use in those flesh and blood computers? For example, one might wonder about the professionalism of an architect who uses the horribly simple design app called Home Design 3D as opposed to an architect who uses AutoCad to design your home or a bridge or a stadium. There’s nothing at all wrong with Home Design 3D. It does a fine job for someone who just wants to kind of visualize what he wants to see on an ipad. But an architect has to think about a lot more than what something is sort of going to look like. Only an advanced program like AutoCad mounted on a massive computer can accomplish the level of detail an architect requires. Of course AutoCad has years in its continuing development whereas Home Design 3D may have two or three years of constant improvement.

This is a practical consideration. Let’s take the recently proposed immigration bill. A very practical and taciturn Senator from Oklahoma crafted and recrafted that bill using all his years of experience until he could accommodate all concerns within a set of limits which would allow doctrinal and political considerations to be included or excluded so as to reach as broad a coalition as possible. The broadest of coalitions would, obviously, address the maximum number of issues. It was a practical bill addressing in practical ways problems that have gone unforeseen and unsolved for decades. It was a veritable AutoCad level of detail and consideration.

Revenge: A Childlike Program That Ignores Common Sense

Enter Don Poorelone, the living antithesis of practicality. His calculation was purely personal revenge, according to what he claims, at least. What program calculates any kind of revenge as a personal benefit? Much less as a societal benefit. Probably the political equivalent of Home Design 3D. Revenge is a childish and petty program with virtually no ability to reflect the detail found in real constructs. Yet it is the Republican Leader himself who used that childish program to decide the immigration bill was not compatible with his personal revenge program. But it does give him an idea, kind of, of what he kind of wants to say.

Boy oh boy, was he ever right. That carefully crafted immigration bill didn’t have a single drop of revenge in it. It merely addressed and solved a problem as much as it could be solved at this moment. It was painfully practical and the common sense approach was flawless. Harrumph! That’s no fun. It isn’t sexy enough to draw high ratings. Don Poorelone and Ms. Karen want to play “let’s pretend” games they never grew out of. Their pretend games consist of horrible drama based on horrible maybes based on them pretending they know stuff and Mommy, they are not faking it. Tell them, mommy.

Diapers Are All the Rage in “Let’s Pretend” Land

They’re not the only ones either. It seems the entire Republican Party, AKA the Freedom Circus is endorsing the Let’s Pretend plank as their principal political strategy. Word has it that if you ain’t denying the last election you ain’t fodder for the grist mill of the RNC. Y’all are considering that there are countless moms all over the US who cannot deny the reality of feeding and clothing their children, right? It’s pretty bad form to be playing with the trust that there is a future for all those babies while you’re forcing those moms to have babies they cannot afford or have due to diverse reasons that your closed-minded mindfulness just cannot grok.

The entire Freedom Circus is just out of touch with regular everyday folks who can’t afford to play let’s pretend. Especially not when the pretenders are pretending they talk with Jesus, and I don’t mean Chuy the gardener either. Just consider this. One of the bitches that bunch has had over the past year or so has been about furries (Kids pretending to be animals so they go to the bathroom in a sandbox. I can’t find any reference that verifies that pretend furries game is or has taken place anywhere, much less at a school). But there really are MAGAdoodles wearing diapers to rallies AND they’re saying shit like, “Real men wear diapers.” See what I mean? What are these people thinking with? Don’t they know their own kids are watching their parents playing let’s pretend? Ooo, what adult modeling. What do they say as they go out the door? Come on kids, let’s pretend we’re having serious political discourse. We’re wearing diapers in public so everyone can see us crapping our pants? Where do they find these freeware apps? Don’t they know you always get what you pay for?

I understand that those goofballs think they’re supporting their party and their leader. The support is admirable. The stupidity is not. How hard can it be to grasp that smelling like a construction site outhouse does not induce international diplomacy? Cripes, y’all pitched a bitch about Obama’s tan suit. And who exactly are y’all trying to convince that the putrid smell gives the Don a political advantage? Y’all want to play cowboys and Indians too? Or are y’all more into kinky cops and robbers? I don’t know how to play that either, but I thought I’d ask.

It’s All Fun and Games (Except That It’s Not)

It’s fun to watch and listen to kids playing the games they play. But when grown-assed adults are playing let’s pretend with stakes which will affect the balance of power in the world, it’s hard to justify. Don Poorelone wants to pretend to be President. He has no intention of doing Presidential things, he just wants to pretend his bluster and bullshit will keep all his mushroom followers happy as clams. If clams can actually be happy as rumored, that is. CrossFit Karen wants to pretend she is a famed orator striking at tyranny and oppression. She doesn’t really know what those things are but she can pretend up a storm, can’t she? And she pretends for days on end that she’s about to make a relevant announcement about the horrors of playing well with others. But then the announcement lands like something exiting the rear end of a cow. And with the ease of a cow lifting its tail she cuts loose with the most amazing of pretend observations and pronouncements. I always feel left out when she doesn’t offer everyone a cup of her pretend tea out of her little toy pretend heirloom tea set.

I watch all of this weird shit going on and I wonder if this whole need to pretend in the Freedom Circus is actually some kind of viral infection like St. Vitus’ Dance? Well, think about it. Maybe this is on the verge of becoming a conspiracy theory but what if Don Poorelone is a carrier of the Poorelone Image Worshiping Virus? What if it’s spread through aerosol dispersion? Then why does he try to freshen the air surrounding him with makeup and powder? Those people who must deal with him about his most personal issues all get infected “Everybody knows that.” His lawyers all got infected. We all saw Rudy trying to infect an entire courtroom, but he only got Jenna Ellis that time. Stormy was clearly infected when she encountered the Don sitting in his boxers. Just sayin’ y’all. Just sayin’

See how easy it is to start some rumor about something? It ain’t okay to make shit up about people, y’all, and that’s something that everybody does know. All you Freedom Circus knuckleheads know damned well that the election was the safest we’ve ever had just like the man said. He got his butt fired for saying it, but he reported reality. So did the Doctor who reported on national news she was planning on keeping her kids at home and arranging for homeschooling because she knew Covid was coming in all its glory and she knew all of that months ahead of Covid’s actual arrival via, what was it, some kind of cruise ship? Don Poorelone didn’t want her to ruin his pretended royal rule. That worked out well, didn’t it? Wonder what other cute little pretend tea parties he’d like to host.

Cripes what a wuss. Of course if you don’t mind smelling flowers being encouraged to bloom, carrying the reality-challenging Poorelone Image Worshiper viral infection for the rest of your life would be what you want your progeny to inherit, right?

This blog was first published on May 29, 2024.

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