Scrotus

STEPHENMANKA

Stephen Manka has created this portrait of IMPOTUS with 2,020 vintage dildos. Yeah, he salvaged all these dildos in Cleveland. Did you know that Cleveland was the capital of dong? Who knew? All these dildos were salvaged and now they gloriously make the face of something that's true garbage: Twitler. I hope the artist can take this installation on tour. I'd go see it. But using trash to describe Cheeto also reminded me of this description  of him by a British newspaper :

Trump lacks certain qualities which the British traditionally esteem. For instance, he has no class, no charm, no coolness, no credibility, no compassion, no wit, no warmth, no wisdom, no subtlety, no sensitivity, no self-awareness, no humility, no honour and no grace – all qualities, funnily enough, with which his predecessor Mr. Obama was generously blessed. 

Oh yes. Absolutely. And that does not let Cheeto sleep at night. The idea that a Black man is in every way superior to him does not let Spanky be. I love it.

Trump is a troll. And like all trolls, he is never funny and he never laughs; he only crows or jeers. And scarily, he doesn’t just talk in crude, witless insults – he actually thinks in them. His mind is a simple bot-like algorithm of petty prejudices and knee-jerk nastiness.

There really is nothing well-thought about IMPOTUS. Nothing. He has no sense of humor or subtlety. He's not a cultured man. He is not smart. He's a fucking Facebook meme come to life.

There is never any under-layer of irony, complexity, nuance or depth. It’s all surface. Some Americans might see this as refreshingly upfront. Well, we don’t. We see it as having no inner world, no soul. And in Britain we traditionally side with David, not Goliath. All our heroes are plucky underdogs: Robin Hood, Dick Whittington, Oliver Twist. Trump is neither plucky, nor an underdog. He is the exact opposite of that. He’s not even a spoiled rich-boy, or a greedy fat-cat. He’s more a fat white slug. A Jabba the Hutt of privilege.

A Jabba the Hutt of privilege. Need I say more? An entitled, privileged man-child who was never loved by his father and has never loved anybody other than money and notoriety. Perfect.

And worse, he is that most unforgivable of all things to the British: a bully. That is, except when he is among bullies; then he suddenly transforms into a snivelling sidekick instead. There are unspoken rules to this stuff – the Queensberry rules of basic decency – and he breaks them all. He punches downwards – which a gentleman should, would, could never do – and every blow he aims is below the belt. He particularly likes to kick the vulnerable or voiceless – and he kicks them when they are down.

So next time you hear one of those supporters Hair Furor has (I know you know some of them), just drop some of these pearls of wisdom. Let's see what they say.

NATEWHITE


And let's see if we can make this possible:

And oh, yeah, IMPOTUS and his followers can go eat a bag of dicks. In Cleveland.

XOXO