More Like Crap-titude

The world was happy yesterday with the prospect of President Donald Trump possibly being dead. He hadn't been seen since Tuesday or Wednesday and had nothing on his schedule for this Labor Day weekend. He then apparently went golfing with his grandchildren, returned to rant and rave and conduct policy over social media, and woke up to go golfing again this morning.

If these are actually pictures of him from the last couple of days, he looks terrible. "Quit making jokes. Trump is alive and well!" Is he though? Sure he might be alive--the jury is kind of still out on that--but is he well? If not, that's fine, we the people just need to know. We spent four years speculating on Joe Biden's health so why not spend another four years speculating on Donald Trump's health? It's only fair.

Anyway, someday Donald Trump will die and the majority of people will be happy about it. And he has to sit with that. Sure, he may not care. He may get angry and decide to make policy based off his hatred of people wanting him to be dead. "Wishing someone dead should be as illegal as actually making someone dead!" I feel we should continue to act like President Trump is dead and as a first act of remembrance, the Epstein files should be released. Burn in Hell, you old bastard!

May 31, 1987

Is this a Christmas play (the strip came out in May after all) or is it a generic Sunday School-like play? It's nice to see Marcie and Lucy from Peanuts making a cameo in this Born Loser.

What was the rest of Hattie's line? Sure, she comes out saying "I bring you good tidings" but what's her next line? She actually has to give the tidings.

I can't get over the "I printed out this email from Wilberforce's school..." He printed out an email. He didn't just bring the laptop over or point it out on his phone. He printed out the email. Is he going to put that in Wilberforce's scrapbook with all his other achievements? I'm just kidding, of course. Wilberforce has no other achievements?

I will be the first to admit we need to do something about our educational system. It fails kids routinely and just pushes kids down the line whether or not they are ready. If Wilberforce isn't ready for third grade, then why is he in third grade? Because our system is set up to just pass him along. And no wonder he's not ready, he comes from a man who prints off emails.

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Even Startled the Watercooler

MAGA: "He could mean anything by "Long live the king!"

I mean, I guess he can call himself a king if he wants. We fought an entire war (a revolution, even) to get rid of kings. If he wants to be a king, fine, but then he and his followers can't get mad when we do what should happen to all kings.

March 18, 1966

It could just be painted black or white. Luigi over there on the right has more squares than Mario.

Only two? I need at least two to make it through waking up and the first hour or so of work. The dosage on the bottle/box is just a suggestion, right? Nothing bad happens if you take three or four times more than it says, right? Right?

Slightly Political

Mother Gargle is right to mock because she is the pinnacle of physical beauty. That nest of gray hair, hook nose, the lines under her eyes, the way her breasts apparently reach all the way down to her hips. Beautiful.

The thing is, Brutus does get fairly regular exercise. The same kind of exercise that our treasonous president gets.

And we all know that Benedict Trump is the pinnacle of health.

Tauy Creek Digest #42: We

Let's imagine that everything that objectors and detractors said about President Barack Obama were true. Let's imagine that Barack Obama was born in Kenya. Let's imagine that Obama did make our country less safe. Let's imagine he undermined every value that we, as Americans, held closely, that he wanted to remake the United States into a country that is one step removed from Marxist Socialism where being patriotic and religious were egregious offenses that could get you ostracized from society, at best. If you can actually imagine this then you would probably understand why there are people who spent eight years wishing that Obama would resign, be impeached, arrested, something because he is clearly a criminal who doesn't deserve to hold the title of President of the United States of America let alone be duly elected to the office.

The ones who truly believed even just one of the above scenarios are now the ones telling the other side that they are just being crazy. That their fears are unfounded and that President Donald Trump isn't so bad. We are now the ones imagining these things. The difference is that we aren't imagining it. If even one of the above scenarios were even near the truth, Congress would've done something. The FBI would've done something. Something would've been done. Since nothing happened, at any time during those eight years, then one can assume there was no reason or precedent to even attempt to censure or remove President Obama from office. I now understand how frustrating that is. I now understand the frustration in waiting for the other shoe to drop and that Trump is forced to resign or be removed from office. I understand the anger these people felt seeing a man they don't like seemingly damage the country they love. The difference is that we aren't imagining it.

We have over 40 years of history on how Trump acts, how he runs his business, and how he treats people. We have over 240 years of how we believe politicians--good and bad--should act. We have 13 years of Trump falling prey to the fakeness of TV, conspiracy theories, and willing ignorance. It's baffling that we have people who believe Trump isn't all he says is and even more baffling that they believe that they can fool the rest of us.

When Trump was elected and then inaugurated, I had a hard time convincing myself to write. I went months at a time without writing anything but I came up with plenty of ideas. Finally, over the summer I began writing and I've been trying to make up for lost time. I'm trying to get caught up with the Story Series, Digest issues, and The Point of Beginning along with the couple of novels and collections I am currently working on. While I understand that most of my writing, and others', doesn't jab at the politics controlling our country right now, it doesn't have to.

The mere fact that people are out there, producing works of art, is enough. Whether it's acting, painting, writing, whatever, it speaks volumes. Even if you support the current climate and produce art, you are still contributing to the culture of this country--a culture that is wildly varied and more than just the sum of our parts. The culture of this country dates back thousands of years, it incorporates hundreds, maybe thousands, of different cultures. We are not just a country of one type of people, one type of art, one type of culture. We are many. We are one.

Quigley Account Revisited

We're going to try something new this week. Every Sunday I'm going to post about my favorite thing that I've seen over the last week. This week we got the news that Superman's red trunks that have been missing in action since 2011 are making their triumphant return in Action Comics #1000 which comes out in April. Here's a first look at the return.

Art by Jim Lee and Scott Williams. Copyright DC Comics.

A late entry is this picture of President Donald Trump supposedly on the phone trying to end the government shutdown and not posing for stock photo #12576 "angry man in hat on phone at desk".

"Yes? This is President."

Photo by Dan Scavino, Jr.

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Brutus has worried about the Quigley account before. March 6 and 7 of 2012 to be specific. Brutus must not botch the account much because they still have an account with Veeblefester. An account for tea cozies. What?

I'm just going to imagine that their blankets are really some sort of incubation tube, keeping them in constant state of docility and misery--Quigley account or not.

Crowned

by Jimmy Margulies

Well, it's finally over. The man who said that Mexicans were murderers and rapists (some are good), the man who said he has the best words, the man who has insulted just about every single person in the country, is the Republican nominee for President of the United States. It all happened on the fourth night of a convention that is supposed to focus on party, policy, the VP, and, on night four, Donald Trump. Instead, every night consisted of him in some form. Whether it was introducing his wife, Melania, or appearing live via satellite, or casting angry glares at Ted Cruz, Trump made each night about himself, something that no other candidate had done.

Mixed in with those appearances were grand spectacles of absurdness. From two survivors of the Benghazi attack reenacting that night, to Chris Christie mock trial of Hillary Clinton, to all the fearmongering that everyone and everything is going to kill us. It is just amazing how many people live with all this pent up fear and hatred. Meanwhile, in between trying to convince us that we're all going to die unless the nominee is elected (note that they rarely used Trump's name), they tried to show us that he is a family man, a well-respected businessman, a caring and compassionate man, and someone who is qualified to be president. To me, they tried too hard and it sounded more like they were convincing themselves. The anecdotes of him conducting smart business deals were boring and pretentious and, frankly, pointless when talking about using those skills on leaders of the world. Even the speeches from Trump's own children rung hollow with Trump both giving his young kids business advice before they hit puberty and communicating with them through notes.

Even Trump's own acceptance speech, running longer than any other acceptance speech in the last 40 or so years, painted the United States as a dark and dying country. Is that really what Republicans think? It's too bad that they can't see the forest for the trees. Our country's not perfect but what is? It baffles me that someone, who could be the next president, could be this dour, this insulting, this offensive to the country we love and be applauded.

Nothing I say will change the mind of someone determined to vote for Trump. You hear his anti-just about everything rhetoric and think "Yep, I'm gonna vote for that man." More power to you. I'm gonna go with someone more upbeat about our country. Someone who knows our country has problems but doesn't blame them whole groups of people just because they don't like them.

Scary Gary

Is Janet supposed to Jan-In-the-Pan from "The Brain That Wouldn't Die"?