“The Thing” – An Open Letter to Ace of Spades

Via comment by JWMJR  on John Robb Hits It Out Of The Ball Park

 

We choose Donald Trump as our destroyer – because we know better than to believe our salvation will ever come from Washington D.C. Oblivion is all that fetid swamp can conjure, so we shall turn it’s power upon itself. When the time comes, we roll the dice on whatever slithers from the ruin.

We’re in the mood for a bonfire Ace. Don’t look so horrified – you suggested it first. We merely liked the concept… and decided to run with it.

Help.
It.
Burn.

And fuck the consequences.  (Amen and Amen. BT)

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Dear Ace of Spades: We noticed you’ve been a tad maladroit lately…

Well, we suppose Cruz should have stuck to sticking it exclusively in his spouse – or perhaps he shouldn’t have decided to campaign as Archangel Metatron bearing the gospel of Christ on earth. A wonk can survive infidelity… weathering rank hypocrisy is a smidgen more difficult.

The scope, evidence and sheer number of courtesans leads us to believe this is more than typical scandal-sheet trash – one or two is a standard issue rat-fucking. Three or four is troubling. Around five mistresses, (or eight?!), pattern recognition starts kicking in. The fact that Rancid Rubio’s minions, GOPe shills and several other meathead flocks have been pushing the narrative for some weeks – while the big conservative guns spiked the story – only solidifies our notion something decidedly unbecoming went on here.

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