Pulling My Eyes Out: The Kavanaugh Disaster

Pulling My Eyes Out

 

Dear humans of America, and republicans; What the flying fuck has happened?

For starters, just so everyone here knows this post will be totally centrist:  Kavanaugh is completely guilty. 

Ok, moving forward. Lets break this down:

1.) Sexually assaulting someone in high school is bad.

2.) Bragging about sleeping with someone in your yearbook is also bad.

3.) Lying about it when you’re an adult is even worse.

4.) And protecting someone who was an asshole, and then lies about it, simply because he will help you push through your asshole agenda, is even even worse! 

5.) And whats even even even worse is that this kind of attitude has become normalized in America! The republican party has gotten so used to lying and covering up for themselves and Trump, that it’s almost become second nature to them. They even lied for a pedophile in Alabama. The “Christian” party… chose to protect a pedophile over women. 

Protecting other assholes is basically the new job description for Republicans,

right under Be an asshole yourself.

 

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And republicans, if you’re reading this, please listen to me.  As a white man myself, trust me, I know how annoying the new Woke generation can be. It’s super annoying to innocently be standing in line at a Starbucks and have the black person behind you give you the stick eye, judging you, assuming you’re probably a racist.

And yes, it’s super annoying that everyone assumes you’ve probably sexually assaulted a woman. Trust me, I’m gay. So it’s really annoying to me as well…especially considering I’ve never touched a woman before.

BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT? Going insane and losing your temper and filling the Judicial, Executive, and Legislative branches with racists and rapists IS NOT THE SOLUTION! 

How do you people sleep at night? (Actually, I know that answer: Denial and cognitive dissidence.  That was an easy one)

Anyways, watching all of this go down makes me stressed, depressed, anxious, and tired.

It’s made me want to stab my eyeballs out so I never have to watch anything this sad and pathetic ever again.

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Am I saying we should blindly trust all people who claim someone raped them? No. This is America and everyone is entitled to a fair trial. However, should we believe someone who can give a clear and concise account that’s clearly been scared into her memory? Who hasn’t asked for money, and who has been given death threats, AND YET STILL DEMANDS TO BE HEARD, even in a sworn testimony, hand on the bible and all?

HELL FUCKING YES.

 

Also, not to mention, she isn’t the only accuser…

And watching this club of not just not men, but also woman, (like Ivanka, Omarosa, Sarah, and Kellyanne just to name a few)  that constantly protect and defend these horrible people is like torture.

Do you hear me? 

TORTURE.

Living in America in 2018 is like living life constantly stuck in a Saw trap.

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Even if we do manage to get out of this alive, we’re all gonna be fucked up for life.

 

So, anyways, Thanks America. Thanks for making me hate waking up every single day. Thanks for making me wish I was anywhere but here. This land where logic has gone out the window and where good will towards man has become one of our greatest urban legends.

 

~ The Dark Horse.

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2 thoughts on “Pulling My Eyes Out: The Kavanaugh Disaster

  1. I continue to be one of those who believes something constructive, perhaps good, may come of this horrendous trajectory. I’m going to hold my powder until the full Senate renders an outcome. Perhaps then, I might utilize my non-US Passport and flee this faux-democracy.

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