Doc and the Bimbo Posts

In 2001, a 17-year-old, Virgina Giuffre, claimed Prince Andrew, son of Queen Elizabeth and brother to the current King of England, raped her. She was ignored and defamed.  Finally, two and a half decades later, with the partial and redacted release of the Epstein files, and after her suicide, it turns out she was telling the truth. Poor Prince Andy was stripped of his royal titles, had to move out of a palace to a hovel of a lessor mansion and was finally arrested. However, his arrest was not for being a degenerate, but for passing sensitive trade information to Epstein. To date the royals have been silent, covering up for one of their own.

I have no love for the late Queen Lizzy and dying King Chuck. I have never understood why my fellow countrymen are fascinated with this anachronistic family that we fought a war to extract ourselves from 250 years ago. These latest revelations make it absolutely clear that the royal family are all human versions of what comes out of the south end of a pig. Maybe, Lizzy and Chuck did not engage in pedophilia, but they knew and chose to do nothing for decades. Where is the contrition? Where is empathy for the victim? While the same can be said for our current pedo-in-chief, someday soon he will be gone, and his worthless spawn will not inherit the throne. I hope.

Surprisingly, there is a bit of humor in this. Did you know that Andy was banned from being around horses? The reason given for this restriction is that it would be a bad look for him to be photographed smiling in his riding attire while whipping a dumb animal. But, what was he really doing to deserve this? Was he a just a sadistic jockey or a W I D E receiver…EW!

Then there is the now famous arrest photo, a framed copy of which was briefly displayed in the Louve. I don’t know much about art, but if ever there was art, this was it. It spoke to me.  Fear, panic, with a tincture of sweet revenge, are all there. And unlike the Mona Lisa, we all know what he was thinking. Makes me wonder why the French took it down. Are they still afraid of the Brits? Waterloo was a long time ago, and Chucks no Wellington, or Hitler or Uncle Ho. Come on you Frogs, show a little back bone, hang it back up!

Prince Andy wasn’t the only back door reveal from the Trump pedo files.  Seems like Bill Gates may have Emailed Jeff for antibiotics to secretly treat his wife as Bill might have exposed her to an STD which he might have picked up from an underaged Russian girl. This story has to be a fabrication. Why would the richest man in the world ask Jeff for the cure, let alone provide a known blackmailer with an incriminating paper trail? If I were going to post a fake story about Bill Gates, I would go for the gold and involve Andy and one of Andy’s horses in a menage a trois. But really, why would Bill need to ask anything or anybody when all he has to do is active the “yes Bill” microchips he has imbedded in the world’s population via vaccination?

Other high-profile names, besides the tangerine man, have reportable been found in the pedo files including Barack and Michelle Obama, Bill and Hillary Clinton, Prince Harry, Woody Allen, Kamala Harris, Mark Zuckerberg, Bruce Springsteen, Elon Musk, Nancy Pelosi, Hakeem Jeffries, Beyoncé, and the late Pope.  While I find it difficult to be surprised anymore, WTF, the Pope??  Obviously that name was faked. Ever one knows that Epstein only supplied young girls.

What did shock me is that one of the most disgusting perverts on the planet was not on the list, Steve Hawking. The fact that Steven was confined to a wheel chair makes his perversion even worse. How do I know this?  I did work for the government and still have connections in that deep state swampy black hole. But my source for this is closer to home, family in fact.  He might be of Irish heritage and might be married to my granddaughter, or he might be someone else entirely.  How he discovered Hawking’s dirty secret, he didn’t share with me, but he has it on good authority that Hawking was using Epstein to recruit midgets who were math whizzes.  Then he would make then derive equations on a chalk board that was too high for them to reach. Fucking pervert!

Let me start off by apologizing to you. I have always tried to be humorous and failed miserably in my last two posts. Admittedly, the subjects of those posts being ICE murders and insultingly stupid MAGA replies to my intelligent trolling of them, are not easy subjects for humor, but I shoulda-woulda-coulda done better, and being pissed is no excuse. Anger and humor are not mutually exclusive. A lesson that I should have learned from watching hours of Lewis Black videos, even in his latest ones, where he only reads rants submitted to him by random people in the audience. We all get lazy in our old age, however, this also scientifically proves that the anger/humor mutation, although more common in comedians of Jewish heritage, it is still present to some extent in all ethnicities. And, as my mother’s maiden name was Eckstein, I am more likely to possess it.    

For those few of you who read my blog on a regular basis, you know that I am always looking for the big idea that will elevate me into the upper 1% or at least make it mandatory to file my taxes on the long form. A few of these previous big ideas were kind of out there; rape free turkeys and full contact golf comes to mind, but I digress. But with this one, I think I have finally hit the screw on the head.

Before my big reveal, a little background. I watched the super-bowl half-time show with Bad Bunny. I will admit to some skepticism at the choice, as I had never heard of him and had lost interest in Tiawana street music after Herb Albert turned 90. However, I have vowed to always watch the super bowl halftime show after missing the Janet Jackson wardrobe malfunction. Praise the Lord, I remembered recorded that one!   Even so, my resolve to do this has been faltering of late, as the post Janet productions were at best mediocre with rappers grabbing crotches and post menopause women dancing to songs I never cared for, even though they were scantily clad. To make this a bit shorter, I came in with low expectations.

Wow! There is a lot more to salsa than corn chips. Even though I am so mono-lingual that I need a pig latin translator, I loved it. The dancing, the set, the infectious music made me want to get up and dance. I didn’t, which was also a good thing. A straight couple got married, for real, and Bunny did not wear a dress. What could be more America affirming than that?

MAGA on the other hand hated it before conception. They demanded a patriotic/christian/ignorant red-hatted alternative.  Please notice I spelled Christian with a lower case “c”. I thought that was quite clever of me.  Kid Fucking Rock!  A red neck guy with hair that looks like it needs a lice treatment. He was wearing shorts and lip syncing badly. Sure, if you are language limited like me, you needed a translator to understand Bad Bunny’s lyrics, but Kid Rocks lyrics were not in English either.  This is some of what he sang:

Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie
Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy
Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie

Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy
Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie
Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy
Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie

At least Spanish can be translated. Bawitdaba is red neck gibberish. Or is it?

I grew up in Medford, Oregon which is located in Southern Oregon.  As a whole, Oregon is a progressive state. Even when we elect republicans, they are the Tom McCalls (cleaned up the Willamette River), the Mark Hatfields (voted against the Vietnam war). Even a yellow dog Democrat like me voted for him. But Southern Oregon is not that Oregon, with the exception of Ashland.  Ashland is an island of art and sanity in this wanna be “State of Jefferson”.  This is because people in Ashland consume local Lithia water, which contains lithium, a medication used to treat insanity.

With Facebook I was able to reconnect with some of my old Medford high school friends that were not lucky enough to escape this shit hole.  I asked them if they might be able to translate the lyrics of “Bawitdaba” for me. The consensus among them was that taken as a whole the lyrics of the song seemed to say things like “broke open like a shot gun and fucked like a dog”, and “make him squeal like a pig”.  Thank goodness that it did not glorify pedophilia.  Hold on a minute there, in “Cool, Daddy Cool” the Kid opines:

Young ladies, young ladies, I like ‘em underage. Some say that’s statutory, but I say it’s mandatory.

I could go further into the Kid Rock song book and quote some of the lyrics from another one of his big hits, “Balls In Your Mouth”, but I just ate breakfast and am trying to keep it down.  

The point I am trying to make here is that MAGA viewed Bad Bunny’s show as an evil Hispanic slap in the face to America, while Kid Rock’s was patriotic and Christian. WTF! What next? Separate drinking fountains, bathrooms, and get to the back of the bus, you shit hole Mexicans.  

What can I do about this bull shit other than lose my temper again? I need to do something constructive for a change. I need to encourage those who are getting thrown to the ground and punched in the face by masked thugs for the crime of being brown. I need to show them that even an old white guy who cannot express himself in Spanish, that I am one of them in spirit. I need a really big idea.

So, after that long wind up, here it is. From now on I am going to occasionally walk up to random Hispanics, give them two thumbs up and say, “FUCK ICE”! I know that this big idea won’t make me rich. I am not stupid.  I do have a Ph. D you know.  But if I do it to a waitress in a Mexican Restaurant, I might get a free margarita.