Trump's Tariffs: First He Flops, Then He Flips! Cave-in, Walkback or 180 Degree PANIC U-TURN??? Trump changes his mind on COFFEE, BEEF, TOMATOES & BANANAS --- Trump Always Chickens Out! #TACO #TACOtrump

Music Video: TACO: Trump Always Chickens Out (Tariff Remix)


Remember! When using AI to Make Decisions, Make Sure You Beware of Insane Suggestions. It appears that Trump's failed trade policy (tariffs) was written by chat GPT... And no one Questioned Authority... 

When using AI to make decisions, make sure you check the recommendations for idiotic suggestions. It appears that Trump's failed trade policy (tariffs) was written by chat GPT...
When I was working... We were instructed to CHECK the computer's output to see if it was Within Valid Limits. We were calculating welfare benefits like food stamps and sometimes the computer would award the client absurd amounts... We had to recalculate those "Crazy Talk" results...

Sadly, Trump's flying monkeys just accept what the computer says as the word of God...

Anti-trump cartoon - Taco gordita!





The possibility that AI tools like ChatGPT might have been used to generate tariff policies raises questions about the role of AI in making significant policy decisions.

Internet analysts have taken note of the similarities between the Trump administration's formula used to decide the "Liberation Day" tariffs, and the same methods provided by ChatGPT if asked... 



Writer James Surowiecki posted that he was able to reverse-engineer the exact method with a simple AI-driven formula, describing it as "extraordinary nonsense" and suggesting it offered a dangerously simplistic view of global trade economics.

"The Other One" played on the Beat Club German TV show by the Grateful Dead

Moscow Mitch

AMERiCA SCRAPES iTS SHOES...[by Joe R Morin] Well, well, well—if it isn’t the Grim Reaper of the Senate finally shuffling off into the abyss, his shell cracked, his soul long since pawned off for one last round of tax cuts and judicial hijackings. Mitch McConnell, America’s favorite political corpse, has finally decided to retire—not because of some grand epiphany, not because the weight of his sins finally crushed him, but because gravity and basic bodily function caught up with him first.
It’s been quite a run, Mitch. Five decades of sucking the life force out of democracy like some kind of turtle-faced Nosferatu, leeching every last drop of decency from the American political system until all that remained was a gangrenous husk of partisan hackery and corporate handouts. You were never a visionary, never a leader—just a slithering, backroom dealmaker with the charisma of a tax audit and the moral compass of a used car salesman running a Ponzi scheme out of a strip mall.
And yet, somehow, against all odds, you became the most powerful man in Washington. A political crypt keeper, embalming progress, cackling over the filibuster like some deranged museum curator protecting a pile of dinosaur bones. Your greatest achievement? Turning the Senate into a nursing home for bad ideas, where legislation goes to die and decency is left to rot in the hallway like an unclaimed corpse.
But now, after a series of public malfunctions that made Joe Biden’s verbal misfires look like Shakespearean soliloquies, you’ve decided to hang up your cloak and scythe. And not a moment too soon, Mitch. America has been watching you glitch out like a broken animatronic at Chuck E. Cheese, freezing mid-sentence at press conferences, tumbling down stairs, and getting that haunted “blue screen of death” look in your eyes every time a reporter asks if you plan to run in 2026. Spoiler alert: No, you don’t. You’ll be lucky if you make it to 2026 without turning into a cautionary tale about why we shouldn’t let octogenarians run the country.
But let’s talk about your legacy, Mitch, because that’s what really matters. What will history say about you? That you were a master strategist? A political genius? No, Mitch, history will remember you as the smirking, soulless little gremlin who sold the country down the river one judicial appointment at a time. You thought you were playing four-dimensional chess, but in the end, you were just a pawn in Donald Trump’s undersized, greasy hands—a miserable little footnote in the great tragedy of American democracy.
You could have stopped Trump. You could have buried him after January 6, when you had the chance. But instead, you did what you do best—nothing. You let the orange buffoon off the hook, muttering something about "criminal justice" handling him later, as if the court system you rigged in his favor was ever going to hold him accountable. And now look at you: retiring in disgrace while Trump rides high, surrounded by bootlickers and lunatics, reshaping the GOP into something so grotesque even Richard Nixon would be clawing at the lid of his coffin trying to escape.
You spent your whole life consolidating power, only to end up a punchline—a broken-down, malfunctioning fossil, mumbling your way through press conferences while Trump calls you “Old Crow” and mocks your wife with racist slurs. That’s the best part, Mitch: he never even respected you. You did everything for him, debased yourself, torched every bridge to reality, and he still treated you like a dented can of expired soup taking up space in his cupboard.
But hey, enjoy retirement! Maybe take up painting, like Bush. Maybe shuffle around Kentucky’s bourbon distilleries, sipping Old Crow, wondering if it was all worth it. Because here’s the thing, Mitch—history doesn’t care about "legislative genius" or "tactical brilliance" when it comes at the cost of the country. You’ll be remembered not as a mastermind, but as a political cockroach—scurrying in the dark, surviving, outlasting your enemies, but never actually winning.
So, farewell, Mitch. May your retirement be long, humiliating, and filled with endless reminders that despite all your efforts, your greatest achievement was being the guy who enabled Trump, only to be discarded like a used napkin.
Happy retirement, you withered old bastard. History will write your obituary in ink as cold as your heart.

Trump wants to know was mad dog all just bullshit




 
Elon Musk with the black eye

BREAKING: Bombshell reporting reveals that MAGA billionaire Elon Musk's departure from the Trump administration came in the wake of a violent altercation with a prominent Cabinet member.
This certainly sounds like the behavior of a drug-addled maniac...
According to The Daily Mail, Trump world figure Steven Bannon stated that Musk physically "shoved" 62-year-old Treasury Secretary Scott Bessent during a showdown that was previously reported as a shouting match.
"Scott Bessent called him out and said, 'You promised us a trillion dollars (in cuts), and now you're at like $100 billion, and nobody can find anything, what are you doing?'' Bannon stated.
"And that's when Elon got physical. It's a sore subject with him," he continued. "It wasn't an argument, it was a physical confrontation. Elon basically shoved him."
DOGE has been an unmitigated failure by any metric. It has engendered widespread antipathy towards the White House, weakened the federal government, inflicted mass suffering on the rest of the world by gutting crucial aid programs, all while failing to produce anything beyond the most measly of "savings." Those "savings" will in turn be washed away by Trump's "big, beautiful bill" which skyrockets the debt and deficit.
The violence occurred as Musk and Bessent were moving between the Oval Office and the office of Trump's Chief of Staff Susie Wiles and then outside the office of National Security Advisor Mike Waltz (who has since vacated the position).
"Trump 100%' sided with Bessent after the clash," revealed Bannon. "I don't think Bessent has any bad blood, but he's got a job to do and he's going to do it."
"People in the administration and the White House realized [Musk] didn't have any idea what he's doing," he said. "They cauterized the damage."
According to Bannon, the failure of DOGE was compounded by the fact that Trump falsely claimed during his State of the Union that there were millions of fraudulent Social Security recipients over the age of 100. The "mistake" was blamed on false claims from Musk that stemmed from a supposed accounting error.
"Not one penny was ever shown to have been sent to these people," said Bannon. "Is anyone trying to talk to Elon now? No."
The confrontation between Musk and Bessent was confirmed by White House Press Secretary Karoline Leavitt, although she attempted to downplay the incident and didn't mention the violence.
"It's no secret President Trump has put together a team of people who are incredibly passionate about the issues impacting our country," she told The Daily Mail.
"Disagreements are a normal part of any healthy policy process, and ultimately everyone knows they serve at the pleasure of President Trump," Leavitt added.
This is what happens when you fill your White House with deranged oligarchs, drug addicts, and crooks. This is the most incompetent administration in American history and it's going to get far worse before it gets any better.

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