WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
“Let them eat ice cream” — Nancy Antoinette
byVanderleunonApril 21, 2020
The Trump Campaign will be carpet-bombing the midwest with this ad and may even send it off to raid the Moonbat capitols of Los Angeles and San Francisco with a strafing run in DC.
The difference between Nancy and Marie Antoinette is that Nancy is aware of the “Let them eat cake” folly and did it anyway, which makes her doubly or tripley deranged. She’s Marie on estrogenic steroids.
timApril 21, 2020, 12:42 PM
Every time I see ole Nancy continually doing dumbass stuff I can’t help but think of what her daughter said of her last year –
“She’ll cut your head off and you won’t even know you’re bleeding” – Alexandra Pelosi
OK, sure…
ghostsniperApril 21, 2020, 1:46 PM
ghastly ho
worse, a bunch of people think she’s swell
NoriApril 21, 2020, 1:47 PM
Everything Madame Pelosi and her comrades have done these past 3+ years has blown up in their faces. They continue to cut their own heads off,oblivious to the hemorrhage.
Please,carry on,dimwits. The whole world is watching.
Roger.45April 21, 2020, 2:23 PM
Everyone is taking this out of context. What she really means is, “Kneel before me you untermensch.”
Jerry LongApril 21, 2020, 2:39 PM
Have you ever known a working class American to wear their sweater in that manner? Only the elite and those wanting to be do so.
Auntie AnalogueApril 21, 2020, 3:39 PM
Last night I enjoyed the most delightful dream in which James Cagney shoved a grapefruit in Nancy Pelosi’s mug.
captfleeApril 21, 2020, 3:41 PM
She’s a perfect fit for her constituency, I fear. She’s been letting her freak flag fly for a long time, and if those dead fish eyes are any indication, crazier even than when I had the misfortune of meeting her back when she was comparatively small potatoes. I’ve had the opportunity to meet with a reasonable slice of humanity, literally princes to paupers, over my life, but few have had as severe an impression upon me as did San Fran Nan. Maybe that dude we hired in port at Abidjan to lay into the riotous mendicant yet threatening masses with a stout wooden staff, clearing a path from gangway to automobile, a seven foot tall, heavily muscled, filed teeth grinning, purported former cannibal and Mohammedan from Mali.
TwoDogsApril 21, 2020, 8:46 PM
Three words : Rancid Old Bitch
HeltauApril 21, 2020, 11:37 PM
This commie libturd BBFN NEEDS to be voted out of office and sent to mexafornia and made to stay there for the rest of her life!!
PA CatApril 22, 2020, 12:43 AM
sent to mexafornia and made to stay there for the rest of her life!!
Nah, just send Madame Veto back to Baltimore, the city that her father and brother looted before she married into even more money and moved to California. Pelosi’s father had ties to the Mafia when he was mayor of the city. Baltimore now has a crime rate much higher than that of other cities of comparable size and would doubtless be pleased to give Pelosi a friendly neighborhood gun salute.
“Madame Veto” was the nickname given to Marie Antoinette by the anonymous writers of “La Carmagnole,” a song and dance that became popular in revolutionary France in 1792. Here is a version sung in French with English and Spanish subtitles:
“I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.”
Lament for the Rohirrim
Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
Ferreya
Song of Myself
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
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The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
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The difference between Nancy and Marie Antoinette is that Nancy is aware of the “Let them eat cake” folly and did it anyway, which makes her doubly or tripley deranged. She’s Marie on estrogenic steroids.
Every time I see ole Nancy continually doing dumbass stuff I can’t help but think of what her daughter said of her last year –
“She’ll cut your head off and you won’t even know you’re bleeding” – Alexandra Pelosi
OK, sure…
ghastly ho
worse, a bunch of people think she’s swell
Everything Madame Pelosi and her comrades have done these past 3+ years has blown up in their faces. They continue to cut their own heads off,oblivious to the hemorrhage.
Please,carry on,dimwits. The whole world is watching.
Everyone is taking this out of context. What she really means is, “Kneel before me you untermensch.”
Have you ever known a working class American to wear their sweater in that manner? Only the elite and those wanting to be do so.
Last night I enjoyed the most delightful dream in which James Cagney shoved a grapefruit in Nancy Pelosi’s mug.
She’s a perfect fit for her constituency, I fear. She’s been letting her freak flag fly for a long time, and if those dead fish eyes are any indication, crazier even than when I had the misfortune of meeting her back when she was comparatively small potatoes. I’ve had the opportunity to meet with a reasonable slice of humanity, literally princes to paupers, over my life, but few have had as severe an impression upon me as did San Fran Nan. Maybe that dude we hired in port at Abidjan to lay into the riotous mendicant yet threatening masses with a stout wooden staff, clearing a path from gangway to automobile, a seven foot tall, heavily muscled, filed teeth grinning, purported former cannibal and Mohammedan from Mali.
Three words : Rancid Old Bitch
This commie libturd BBFN NEEDS to be voted out of office and sent to mexafornia and made to stay there for the rest of her life!!
sent to mexafornia and made to stay there for the rest of her life!!
Nah, just send Madame Veto back to Baltimore, the city that her father and brother looted before she married into even more money and moved to California. Pelosi’s father had ties to the Mafia when he was mayor of the city. Baltimore now has a crime rate much higher than that of other cities of comparable size and would doubtless be pleased to give Pelosi a friendly neighborhood gun salute.
“Madame Veto” was the nickname given to Marie Antoinette by the anonymous writers of “La Carmagnole,” a song and dance that became popular in revolutionary France in 1792. Here is a version sung in French with English and Spanish subtitles:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M__nvRQehJs&ab_channel=JeffersonDavis