Sean Hannity and The Great Trumpkin

What Sean Hannity will be doing on Halloween night:

What The Great Trumpkin will be doing on Halloween night:

Deplorables: Vote Twice / Talk Like a Nazi

Rote Voting: Trumpoid Arrested for Commiting Voter Fraud

From The Food on a Stick State:

[Huffington Post] "Someone Was Actually Arrested For In-Person Voter Fraud. She’s A Trump Supporter.

Police in Des Moines, Iowa, said Friday that they had arrested Terri Lynn Rote, 55, on suspicion of voting twice in the general election.

Rote, a registered Republican, allegedly submitted ballots at two different early-voting locations in Polk County, Iowa, according to local media reports. She has been charged with first-degree election misconduct, a felony.

“I wasn’t planning on doing it twice. It was a spur of the moment,” Rote told Iowa Public Radio. “The polls are rigged.” She said she feared her first vote for Trump would be changed to a vote for Democratic nominee Hillary Clinton.

[...]

The Polk County auditor said this was the first instance of alleged voter fraud he could remember in 12 years, while the county prosecutor called it one of the few examples he’d seen in his 25 years of work." [ Huffington Post ]

Making America Twice as Great. So much winning.

::~::~::~ Fashy the Frog ~::~::~::

Ugly Foreign Imports / In News From the North Coast comes a popular Cult-Right refraindre:

A pair of the self-claimed billionaire’s backers were caught on video at a campaign rally in Cleveland, Ohio, channeling the Nazi dictator.

One, holding a sign bearing Trump’s slogan, angrily brandished at TV cameras, telling the journalists operating them: “That’s what you are: Lugenpresse.” 

His companion then joined in, shouting the same before adding: “You said it right.”
[ Huffington Post ]

Video of incident: Twitter

International Deplorablism: Via the Washington Post:

The ugly history of ‘Lügenpresse,’ a Nazi slur shouted at a Trump rally - By Rick Noack

BERLIN — When a video of two Donald Trump supporters shouting “Lügenpresse” (lying press) started to circulate Sunday, viewers from Germany soon noted its explosive nature. The defamatory word was most frequently used in Nazi Germany. Today, it is a common slogan among those branded as representing the “ugly Germany”: members of xenophobic, right-wing groups.

Its use across the Atlantic Ocean at a Trump rally has worried Germans who know about its origins all too well. Both the Nazi regime and the East German government made use of it, turning it into an anti-democracy slogan. [ Washington Post ]

The Greatest Generation helped roll back fascism in Europe. Their idiot children and grandchildren are helping Donald Trump bring it back to America.

UPDATE

A Trump humper wearing a "Hillary for prison" t-shirt, who looks a little like Gérard Depardieu, entertained the media pen at a Trump rally in Phoenix, Arizona with chants of JEW-S-A! JEW-S-A! and "We know who you are! You're the enemy!" And accusing the media of  "Working for the Devil".


Watch the JEW-S-A guy performing for the cameras - captured on video - at the links below..

The Hill
the Huffington Post
and NBC News

Nazi era propaganda cartoon (below left). Pages from typewriter read from left to right:

Lie / Denunciation / Bluff / Slander (or Defame) / Twist (or Distort) / False message or False reporting / Meanness (or Vulgarity).

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"And if the Jewish press today believes that it can make veiled threats against the National Socialist movement and if they believe that they can get around our defensive measures they shouldn't keep lying. For one day our patience will reach its end and we'll just shut these Jews insolent lying mouths!" ~ Joseph Goebbels

Trump's Stormy Afternoon Round at Edgewood

So much for the Art of the Deal. Jessica Drake wanted no part of Trump's offer of 10 large and a free ride on his fuck-me-jet. Telling the hot and bothered billionaire with his stiff little putter and saggy overvalued bag of monogrammed balls to go take a cold bath in the lake. Lake Tahoe that is. Lake Tahoe Nevada. Stateline. Edgewood. July, 2006.

Stormy Daniels on the other hand may have been a different story. You can read about the stormy adventures of Stormy at the Smoking Gun:
Donald Trump and Stormy Daniels

Jessica Drake, meanwhile, claims that The Donald invited her to his hotel room, an invitation she accepted, but also decided to bring along a couple of friends just to be on the safe side.

The Donald greeted the entourage wearing his PJs and immediately fondled his way to first base with his three guests. Presumably on his way for second, and in all best case planning scenarios, all the way around third and on to the plate.

The tossing off of the pajamas after sliding into home would provide an artfully canny and stylish final flourish to the closing of the deal. That, evidently, was the transactional strategy The Donald had in mind since there is little other explanation for the pajama party theme outlined in Jessica Drake's story.

The Jessica, on the other hand, had no intention of brokering such illusions with respect to the meeting and no desire to grant The Donald any kind of afternoon bump and run trifecta. This time, what was to be for The Donald a sweet deal, was for The Drake and company a smarmy group grope and ambushcaded round of unwelcome lip lock.

For Donald this leg of the round would indeed prove to be a frustrating setback he wasn't expecting. After a promising initial drive his game would unravel from there and he'd ultimately wind up settling for three shots lost to the out of bounds markers and a big fat ugly divot on his scorecard. Not the kind of thing a winner likes to see.

Trump aggressively greeted the trio in his pajamas, according to Drake. “He grabbed each of us tightly in a hug and kissed each of us on the lips without asking for permission,”

[...]

The three women left after Trump inquired about Drake’s relationship status and experiences as an adult film star.

NY Daily News

Now you might be thinking: pajamas, really? Who in their right mind would be that transparently seedy outside of a tacky porn flick. This has to be a set up, right?

Well sure: Trump returns to his hotel suite after a round of Nassau and there is a gift box on his bed. He opens the box and inside is a pair of pajamas with a note card that reads "wear me".

So, being a sport, the best sport ever, Trump puts on the pajamas and the next thing you know the room is filling up with wicked hot adult entertainment starlets. Unbelievably wicked hot starlets. Beautiful, the most beautiful, wicked hot starlets you have ever seen. And Trump knows hot beautiful starlets when he sees 'em. Mark my words: nobody knows hot beautiful starlets like Trump. NOBODY. So much winning.

So what would you do if you were Trump? Of course you'd go right for the ace on the par three. Or in this case, to be more precise, you go for the hot pussy on the hotel room bed. What Vladimir Putin might code name "troika, kiska, gol!" You get the idea. They don't necessarily have to be porn starlets either. Just hot.

But wait. Remember, this must be some kind of a set-up, right? Those pajamas with the "wear me" note were left on the bed by a bag man sent to the suite by elite globalist George Soros or the Freemasons or Media Matters for America or ACORN or the NYTimes or Paul Ryan and the RNC or some other establishment terrorist group.

Maybe even the founder of ISIS... Crooked Hillary herself. And as soon as Donald puts on those jammies...well you get the idea: in walk the ladies and - bingo bango bongo - the whole thing is a set-up. Rigged from the tee-off. And Donald has bird-dogged himself right into a honey-bunker. Big league!

And now, Donald, you're going to have to hack your way out of the trap. So you begin babbling biggly about free plane rides and duffle bags filled with ten thousand Grovers.

But it's too late. No one is taking you up on the offer and just as you're squirming out of the PJs and back into your Under Armour golf pants you look up and Gloria Allred - Mooslim! - is standing there smiling at you the way an alligator smiles at a fat kid in a pond at Myakka Pines.

To make matters worse she's holding a photo depicting a guy who looks just like you -- probably Alec Baldwin -- and a young woman who looks really familiar too but you just can't put your short stubby finger on it. And then it hits you! You, the Donald, are the total loser in this corrupt unfolding daylit night terror. You might even say, in a manner of speaking, you are facing possible bankruptcy in the court of social propriety.

But wait again. It could be worse. Much worse. Melania is standing there too. Right next to Gloria Allred and holding a sawed off shotgun and a copy of your tax returns informing you she wants a divorce and is running off to live in the Ecuadorian embassy with that shackle dragging busybody Julian Assange. Oh good christ what to do? Where's my Secret Service detail? Where's Rudy? Where's my crazy butler? Where's that yappy halfwit Hannity? Where's that dumpy rancid breath neo-nazi Steve Bannon? Where's Kellyanne! Oh shit, its 2006, they're still 10 years away.

Remain calm. Think clearly. What would Norman Vincent Peale do? Even bad coverage is good. Use misdirection. Play to people’s fantasies. "Gloria, what do you want? How much? Look at this duffle bag, it's the best duffel bag ever, all the best polls say so, it's filled with ten thousand dollars - make it fifteen - it's all yours and I'll throw in a free plane ride back to LA right now... first class Trump seating with adjustable armrest! Gloria, believe me, nobody has more respect for Gloria Allred than Trump. Nobody!"

At this point the phone rings. Trump answers it. It's Ben Roethlisberger reminding him that they are having dinner together later that evening and he's bringing along a hot looking hostess he met in a bathroom at the Horizon casino. "No" cries Donald, "not the hostess! Stay away from the hostesses! They're all in on it... the entire hostess system is rigged!" But Roethlisberger has hung up and Allred has vanished as well.

And now, standing in the doorway to the room, is Stormy Daniels holding a TRAINERmat and a nine iron and singing Happy Birthday Mr. President. "Well hellooo Donny" she purrs. "Remember me; from the celebrity gift suite?"

What the fuck now?

Still agitated by what has been rapidly transpiring Donald asks her if she saw anyone else in the room when she arrived. She says no. He looks in the bathroom just to make sure Gloria Allred isn't hiding behind the shower curtain. He notices that the duffel bag full of money is still on the floor by the bed but the pajamas and accompanying note are gone as well. He takes a deep breath and relaxes. Whew. Things are looking up once more.

She asks him again if he remembers her from the celebrity gift suite. Donald smiles. Of course he does. Nobody has more respect for celebrity gift suites than Trump. Nobody.

He asks her if she'd like to have dinner with him and Big Ben Roethlisberger later that evening. She accepts the invitation and he throws in a free ride on a jet plane to New York to appear as a contestant on his hugely popular Peabody Award winning TV show “The Apprentice." Of course she would. Who wouldn't? So much winning!

Stormy turns on the TV in the room. Gloria Allred is on the TV in LA talking about the marriage of her client Amber Frey to a corrections officer named Robert. "They plan to live in the Fresno area” says Allred. Donald points at Allred on the TV. "Nasty woman" he says. "So nasty, unbelievably nasty."

Donald thinks. He comes to the conclusion that the visitation from Allred must have been some kind of hallucination. Some kind of spooky chimera conjuring affliction. I must have stayed on that fucking tanning bed to long Donald thinks.

He slides the duffel bag under a chair with his foot and lays back on the bed feeling satisfied. He credits his sudden upward swing in fortune to personal bravado and the power of positive thinking. Life is good. Trump wins again. What could possibly go wrong.

For some unexplainable reason he has a sudden urge to buy the largest newspaper in Nevada, The Las Vegas Review-Journal, but the craving fades as quickly as it materialized. Like the fleeting evanescent hint of delicate lingerie in a fine perfume. Or the momentary shiver of excitement one discerns at the uninvited graze of a women's breast beneath her delicate blouse. Or something. A cursory urge nonetheless. I'll have my people sue the Hotel and the tanning bed attendant, who's probably a Mexican, first thing in the morning he reminds himself.

He asks Stormy to take off her shirt and sing that song she was singing when she first came into the room. "Happy Birthday Mr. President wasn't it? Yeah, that's the one. You do know I have buildings all over the world don't you? Fantastic buildings. The best buildings - EVER."

Trump's Lost Cause / Gettysburg Campaign - proposes legislation to end offshoring of American jobs

TRUMP:

Next, I will work with Congress to introduce the following broader legislative measures and fight for their passage within the first 100 days of my Administration:

[...]

2. End The Offshoring Act Establishes tariffs to discourage companies from laying off their workers in order to relocate in other countries and ship their products back to the U.S. tax-free.  

[ www.donaldjtrump.com/press-releases/donald-j.-trump-delivers-groundbreaking-contract-for-the-american-vote1 ]

If you had to write a summary for that kind of legislation it might even sound something like this:

Creating American Jobs and Ending Offshoring Act - Amends the Internal Revenue Code to: (1) exempt from employment taxes for a 24-month period employers who hire a employee who replaces another employee who is not a citizen or permanent resident of the United States and who performs similar duties overseas; (2) deny any tax deduction, deduction for loss, or tax credit for the cost of an American jobs offshoring transaction (defined as any transaction in which a taxpayer reduces or eliminates the operation of a trade or business in connection with the start-up or expansion of such trade or business outside the United States); and (3) eliminate the deferral of tax on income of a controlled foreign corporation attributable to property imported into the United States by such corporation or a related person, except for property exported before substantial use in the United States and for agricultural commodities not grown in the United States in commercially marketable quantities.
[ See: www.congress.gov/bill/111th-congress/senate-bill/3816 ]

It might sound something like that because it does sound something like that.


That summary is from the Creating American Jobs and Ending Offshoring Act (S. 3816) sponsored by Senator Dick Durbin (Democrat - Illinois) in 2010.

The legislation was co-sponsored by a sinister globalist cabal of crooked insiders that includes Bernie Sanders (I-VT), Harry Reid (D-NV), Chuck Schumer (D-NY), Byron Dorgan (D-ND), Barbara Boxer (D-CA), Sherrod Brown (D-OH), Pat Leahy (D-VT) and Sheldon Whitehouse (D-RI).



Notice anything missing from that sponsorship list? Like not a single Republican co-sponsor. That's because not a single Republican Senator voted Yea. Not even a single Senate Tea Party caucus eminence. Not even that tiny little creature of the US Senate from Alabama Jeff Sessions who is currently acting as an immigration and national security policy adviser to the Trump campaign. Not even him.

Not a single member of the Senate's informal Tea Party Caucus voted to make America great again by voting for cloture on the Creating American Jobs and Ending Offshoring Act in 2010. Not one. Not a single Senate Republican hombre. How disgusting is that? You might even call it deplorable.

Not Jeff Sessions (AL). Not John McCain (AZ). Not Mitch McConnell (TN).  Not John Cornyn (TX). Not Mike Enzi ((WY). Not Jim Risch (ID).


And not Jim DeMint (SC-now retired behind a fancy lobbying desk at the elite Heritage Foundation).

So any of you reveling Trump boosteroos out there who are overwhelmed with biggly jollification over Trump's "broader legislative measures" contained in his Gettysburg address of October 22, 2016 - including a version of the Creating American Jobs and Ending Offshoring Act - by all means be the first to scamper off to the polls to elect more Republicans to the Senate so they can - help bring cloture to such a proposal (/sarcasm). Or, if history is any indicator, NOT! (see above). Old times there are not forgotten.

And, for what it's worth, Hillary haters, Clinton wasn't a US Senator from New York at the time (Sept. 2010) so you won't be able to drop an old player piano on her in this case. Kirsten Gillibrand (D-NY) was in the Senate at the time. And she voted Yea.

Otherwise, Trump confederates, please feel free to follow General Donald J. Trump's commands and proceed across the Emmitsburg Road and onward to Cemetery Hill. I think we all know how that lost cause concluded.

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