Must not have read the fine print before joining.
I have zero sympathies for these morons.
That was my first thought. My heart bleeds for you. I wish I could help you. But you’re beyond help and I’m just gonna laugh instead.
And for the Arabs who voted for Trump thinking he’s going to help with Palestinians. How stupid do you have to be?
Maybe I’m just a bleeding heart librul, but I really do feel sorry for these people. They’re absolutely getting what they deserve, but they’ve been brainwashed. Propaganda is a powerful thing.
I am a liberal. But I have none left for these morons. Since I don’t understand them, I must be out of touch too. But I live in Canada, and I don’t have any poor black american friends.
I live in the Southern hemisphere. Far away from these idiots. But I still feel like their education system and their country as a whole has failed them, leading to this idiocy.
ETA: That’s why I still feel somewhat sorry for them even though I’m laughing at how stupid it is.
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A black Muslim MAGA? What a fucking moron.
Wanna bet $50 he went to GOP because he hates queers?
He hates queers because he wants queers to fuck him. And that inner conflict upsets him
Or just a grifter that wanted the bag and found joining the GOP would do that as his audience would be dumb.
Fuck off and die.
Dumbass. It’s govt by the people, of the people and for the rich white oligarchs, corporate interests and pork felonious insurrectionist people.
I’m posting this like once a week now! I stole it myself in November because I knew it would just become more useful
There was a story I read 10 years ago about a guy in Florida. He was at a beach, and there were several signs and fences, and warnings not to be on the beach because there were alligators in those waters.
A policeman saw the guy, wearing a bathing suit, headed for the water. He yelled at the guy "NO! STOP! THERE ARE ALLIGATORS IN THAT WATER! IT’S MATING SEASON WHICH MEANS THEY’RE HIGHLY AGGRESSIVE RIGHT NOW!
Dude yells back “FUCK THE ALLIGATORS!!!”
Goes into the water and within 30 seconds is ripped to shreds in front of his wife and children. When his emotional wife tried yelling at the cop “WHY DIDN’T YOU RUN IN TO SAVE HIM???” The cop answered “I’m not going in that water. There’s alligators in there. It’s not even safe to have a lifeguard on this beach.”
I bring that up so you’ll understand the reference I make here.
I don’t feel bad for “Blacks for trump”. I feel zero empathy for them and the problems trump causes them. Not because they’re black, or some racist thing, but because they ignored the alligator signs. All the signs were there. All the signs were there. All the signs said it would be bad for them. They still went into the lake. Fuck em.
Yup. I emphasize with every single person who was able to vote and voted Democrats, or those who were not eligible to vote. Everyone else? Especially if a minority who historically the R party have fucked over raw? Schadenfreude galore
Alligators-eating-people party ate a person.
The leopards are obese at this point.
Just absolutely feasting, gorged on gullible idiots, who’ve spent the last near decade being increasingly belligerent and manipulative and gas lighting toward everyone not in their death cult.
Too bad their idiocy will destroy much more than just themselves.
What a shame.
In other news, anyone wanna set up a hermancainaward style community for… Trump Regret Syndrome, or something like that?
I do love me some schadenfreude when its derived from evil idiots.
Weirdo party strategy. Play the good/bad to boost relevance and propel into the spotlight as an alternative or rallying point. No one would care or know about these people otherwise. No one here is stupid except those that follow the piper’s flute.
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The leopards much like the Romans of old, will visit the vomitorium, so they can made room in their guts for more faces
That’s not what a vomitorium was for. I understand the sentiment, but let’s not perpetuate a misunderstanding of Roman architecture/history.
Yeah it was a weird name for the Exit Foyer.
Uncle Ruckus’s face eaten by leopard, who’d have thought.
Fucking morons.
you have to imagine they signed up to be token trump supporters, knowing they’d be invited on interviews both for their pre election support, and post election face eating. they wanted to be the circus. that’s all, nothing more, nothing deeper. and the media are happy to oblige.
[Scene opens on a wide, desolate savanna at dusk. The camera slowly pans over a leopard lying under a tree, its large body barely able to move. The sun is setting, casting a cold, dim light over the scene. Soft wind rustles through the dry grass. The leopard’s eyes are dull, its breathing labored.]
Narrator (soft, somber voice): In the wild, leopards are meant to stalk, to hunt, to climb. But for some, this is no longer possible. These are the leopards of the forgotten savanna… the ones who can no longer live the life they were born to lead.
[Cut to a close-up of another leopard, this one lying next to a watering hole, panting heavily. The camera lingers on its enormous, bloated body, its paws barely able to reach the ground. The leopard’s eyes seem vacant, devoid of the wild spark they once had.]
Narrator: Overfed and unable to move, these leopards have been left to a slow, painful existence. They can no longer hunt their prey, no longer climb the trees to escape danger, no longer feel the thrill of the chase. They are trapped in their own bodies.
[Cue the soft, mournful opening chords of “Angel” by Sarah McLachlan. The camera slowly pans over a third leopard, sluggishly trying to rise, but its massive weight prevents it from standing. It lets out a heavy sigh, its once-strong legs buckling beneath it.]
Narrator: They are the forgotten victims of a world that has abandoned them. Too fat to run, too weak to fight… These leopards are slowly fading, one breath at a time. They need your help.
[Cut to a shot of a leopard staring out over the savanna. The camera lingers on its face, eyes half-closed, its expression one of quiet resignation.]
Narrator: For just $3 a day, you can provide the care and support these leopards so desperately need. A donation will help give them the chance to live a life of dignity. Help them find their way back to the wild they were meant to roam.
[The music swells as the camera fades to black, and the words “Your donation can make a difference” appear in white text on the screen.]
Narrator (whispering): Please, don’t let them suffer in silence. The time to act is now.
[The music fades out, and the SPCA logo appears in the corner, along with a toll-free number and website for donations.]
(Narrated by Werner Herzog)
