WTF Wednesday: Week Two

Another Week of WTF

Hello, Friend,

Welcome to week two of WTF Wednesday, whereupon we tiptoe through the turd blossoms of our current reality (show.) Whee! So many turd blossoms, so little time! We’re cutting through the noise as best as we can here at The Lady Party, but there are always more turd blossoms to explore. If you’ve got a particularly stinky bloom to share with the class, we invite you to do so in the comments. (Please, keep the comment section polite, this is a troll free zone.)

There is some justice left in the world.

In some countries, when a leader is corrupt and attempts a coup-coup-ca-choup, they do something about it. How refreshing is that? Check out this shocking intrigue from Brazil where their version of a Mad King is facing the consequences of his actions. Perhaps, someday, we’ll find the intestinal fortitude to do the same.

Hope springs eternal.

They really don’t have a plan.

If the Techno-State is feeling more like Big Brother and less like the Nerd Herd, I once again urge you to consciously uncouple from the insidious overreach of social media and Big Tech. If you aren’t clear about what the future might hold, here’s some food for thought about the real (creepy) goals of the Tech Bros, which supports my theory that they have no plan beyond fantasy, destruction, and distraction and we still have plenty of power.

WTF, Google?

Unfortunately, you can’t escape it all. Lord Google decided a while back that ‘Don’t Be Evil’ is no longer a useful initiative and they’ve gone all in on something called Digital Fingerprinting. No more cookies, folks. It’s as awful as you might imagine. Your digital devices will be coordinated to notate your every move, and you cannot opt out. How cool is that?

“And remember… don’t be evil, and if you see something that you think isn’t right – speak up!” Lord Google

“Hello! I’m speaking up! Is this thing on? Hey, stop recording me! WTAF, Google?!” Madge

They came in like a wrecking ball.

Speaking of Big Brother, a frequent topic these days, it seems we’re being gaslighted on the role of Melon Husk and his “not-government sanctioned” wrecking crew. Who? Never heard of him. Not sure who you’re talking about. Who, then, is in charge of this operation if not the guy in the stupid black hat leading pressers from the Oval Office with his booger noshing spawn and why does that guy keep X-itting about what you claim he’s not doing?

The Firings will Continue Until Morale Improves.

The thing about using a wrecking ball where a scalpel would be preferable is that the scope of the damage becomes overwhelming. So far this week Nuclear Weapons, Forest Fire Management, and Bird Flu experts have all been let go. Some with immediate regret. Turns out deleting the government email addresses of your former employees immediately after their surprise termination makes it well neigh impossible to bring them back to work. Also, in case you hadn’t heard, the FOIA (Freedom of Information Act) office is currently closed due to staffing issues. So much for transparency.

Also, those free COVID tests for which we paid hundreds of millions of our tax dollars? Tens of millions of those same tests were almost trashed yesterday, until The Washington Post broke the story. Phew.

Heckuva job, guy who doesn’t work for the government.

The 8 Million Dollar a Day Man

Speaking of that guy, I just want to shine an enormous spotlight on this fact, again, because it bears repeating and sharing far and wide. That guy who usually (except for 2022 when he exercised a lot of stock options to buy Twitter) pays zero taxes. Zero. That guy is finding little evidence of fraud. That guy has done untold damage to our government and the agencies that we finance with our tax dollars, agencies that make a profound difference in our lives and standing in the world, agencies whose budgets are a fraction of our government expenditures. That guy, (who is “not a government employee” but has unfettered access to our most private and personal data) gets 8 MILLION DOLLARS A DAY of OUR tax money. 8. Million. Dollars. A DAY. Sit with that and see how it feels.

Also sit with the 5-11 trillion dollars that will be added to our nation’s debt if the new budget and subsequent tax cuts for the wealthy are approved by Congress, thereby making the minimal savings from DOGE irrelevant.

Rich people need more money, damn it, so take your haircut and get over it, to paraphrase the 8 Million Dollar a Day Man.

Just say NO!

L’il Marco has gone all in with the Crappiest Carnival and it is pathetic. “Negotiating” a “peace deal” with Russia, Russia, Russia without including Ukraine or Europe? WTAF? The mind reels. Also, we all know damn well who started this war. I’m not aligning myself with Vladdy the Baddy, how about you? Time for us to start making NO! our mantra.

Just say NO! to the Kakistocracy!

Let’s give a little credit when it’s due, friend.

Contrary to the relentless negging of the lamestream media (who seem to be determined to deflate our resolve), it is not true that the Democrats aren’t doing anything. Sure, some of them are feckless farts, I’m looking at you, Fetterman, but let’s support the folks who are taking a stand like AOC, Bernie Sanders, Jamie Raskin, Jasmine Crockett, and Chris Murphy among others. Keep making those calls, but don’t hesitate to call and let them know when they’ve done some good.

We need all the good trouble we can get these days.

With that, and trust me when I tell you this is but a tippy toe’s worth of turd blossoms, I offer this little sliver of hope and this reminder that there is some good in the world that is worth fighting for.

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