Filth to the end
Trump finishes his campaign by calling Nancy Pelosi an evil sick crazy bitch.
Standing at his final rally of the 2024 campaign, former President Donald J. Trump in the first minutes after midnight on Election Day used a crude sexist remark to attack Representative Nancy Pelosi, the former House speaker who is one of his longstanding political rivals.
“She’s a bad person,” Mr. Trump said at the Van Andel Arena in Grand Rapids, Mich. “Evil. She’s an evil, sick, crazy —” He made an exaggerated face, his mouth open wide to draw attention to the next syllable: “Bi—”
Then he held up a finger dramatically, feigning that he’d caught himself. “Oh no,” he said. As the crowd of thousands began laughing, Mr. Trump mouthed the word into the microphone. “It starts with a B, but I won’t say it,” Mr. Trump added. “I want to say it.”
As the crowd roared even louder, some of the attendees began to supply the word he’d barely omitted, shouting, “Bitch!”
Hawhawhaw. I bet quite a few of them went home and punched the first female human they saw.
Mr. Trump has used misogynistic language to refer to Vice President Kamala Harris and has fostered an environment at his rallies where speakers and attendees feel comfortable making the kind of gendered insults that, in another political era, would have been unthinkable to say in public.
He’s normalized abusive misogynistic insults (as well as racist ones). That’s his legacy.
Mr. Trump has argued that Ms. Harris, who would be the first female president if she wins, lacks the stamina and intelligence to lead the country. He appeared to embrace a remark shouted by a rallygoer that insinuated Ms. Harris was a prostitute. And he voiced some approval of an audience member’s idea to put Ms. Harris in the ring with the boxer Mike Tyson.
In Reading, Pa., Mr. Trump was telling an off-topic aside on Monday about Mr. Tyson when a man in the crowd used it as an opportunity to demean Ms. Harris. “Oh, he says, ‘Put Mike in the ring with Kamala,’” Mr. Trump said. “That will be interesting.” The crowd cheered.
He’s trash. Here’s hoping we can dump him at last.
After this week, ideally the next time I think of him should be at the news of his conviction.
[He’s normalized abusive misogynistic insults (as well as racist ones). That’s his legacy.]
Whether Trump wins or loses, the history textbooks of the future should prove VERY interesting in their description of our present day.
Problem is, ffinding a garbage dump that would have him. They all have their stamdards.
standards.
Was she? And if she was, who cares?
Just one more example of the double standards applied to male and female sexual activities. There can be no prostitutes without clients, and I’m pretty damnned sure that one DJT is a massive user and abuser of prostitutes.
In 1975 Anne Summers wrote a book about the two types of women in Australian society, “Damned Whores and God’s Police”. A contemporary of Germaine Greer and co-founder of Australia’s first women’s refuge, Elsie, in 1974, Summers identified ‘damned whores’ and ‘God’s police’, the stereotypes that characterised all women as being either virtuous mothers whose function was to civilise society or bad girls who refused, or were unable, to conform to that norm and who were thus spurned and rejected by mainstream Australia.
I’m sure Mike Tyson would be perfectly fine with Kamala. I’m also sure Mike Tyson wouldn’t beat up anyone on Trump’s behalf, particularly a woman, unless it was a sanctioned match (vs. another male boxer) that would include a sizable payday. Because Mike Tyson, despite whatever flaws he has, is a much better man than Trump will ever be. Trump’s idea of fighting is running his mouth, and he already lost that match. I wish he’d keep his hateful, violent fantasies to himself. That level of blatant misogyny is beyond the pale.
Rev, I read that book. I’m sure the college library found it odd when I requested an interlibrary loan about Australian feminism, but they got it for me.
As for Trump’s abuse, if I were Kamala Harris, I would wear it as a badge of honor. I plan to leave my cat ladies for Kamala sign up as long as I can, no matter who wins. (I have it on good authority – my cat – that cat ladies are the best kind.)
Yes, given the chance, I’d like to see his perp walk, and a photo of him in a nice, orange prison jumpsuit.
Otherwise, as a second choice, I would go with reading his obituary.
Heh.
I’ll have my Marcus Aurelius queued up all night…
I shall simpy say that I hope all goes as well as it may.
If Kamala Harris wins, as I hope she will, there will still be an Augean stable to clear out.