What The Fuck, America?

NEW COMIC TWO OR THREE TIMES A WEEK, OR WHEN THE MOOD STRIKES

We had another fun weekend of hoping Trump was dead, but it seems he was and is not. Sigh. His social media posts, though, seemed especially wacky, which is saying something, considering the baseline he's set over the past decade or so. For example, on Easter Sunday, of all days, he exhorted the Iranian government, "Open the fucking strait, you crazy bastards," and then promised to commit war crimes. He wrapped up with "Praise be to Allah," which seems utterly insane until you hear as I did that there was betting on Polymarket against Trump mentioning Allah on Easter.

I wouldn't call myself a scholar of the morass of sewage that pours forth from Dear Leader's phone all day, but I've read plenty, and I don't think I'm alone in feeling that his posts over the weekend were written by someone else. They just have that feeling to me. I think that might make it worse, actually. It's one thing to know your country is being led by a madman, but it's another to know it's actually a structural group of madmen happily enriching themselves while other people suffer and die.

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