After last week—which I
was ready to be over with by mid-morning on Tuesday—here’s what I’m grateful
for today: the Internet. Not for the first time, the ability of people to share
taking the piss at the expense of those in power gives me hope.
It’s not just that
there are amazingly inventive and witty people out there (scattered about among
those whose brains have never evolved beyond the amygdala stage), it’s that the
worst things inspire them to great work.
The latest example is
that an artist from Austin noticed that the Kleptocrat’s chin looks like a
frog. Before you know it—we’ve got klepto-frog memes all over the place.
@ColinMcInerror @sirmitchell I animated it with sound, for all those who'd like Trump to croak. #TrumpFrog pic.twitter.com/HJGa94nnSk— Colby Fulton (@colbster) May 5, 2017
And—as pretty much
every media outlet on the planet points out—once you’ve seen it, you can
never unsee it.
Thank God.
Twitter, as we all
know, is fairly equal opportunity. So, for example, a pathetic, amygdala-frozen
git like former Arkansas governor Mike Huckabee can use it to spew all manner
of disgusting sewage—now that he’s unencumbered by hope of future political
office. (He was always devoid of a conscience and scruples.) Viz. his tweet on
Cinco de Mayo:
But—as with every tweet
by the Kleptocrat—those ready to call him out are legion.
Finally (for today),
there are those who otherwise might toil in obscurity, taking comfort only in
knowing they did the right thing, even if no one else sees it. Twitter gives
them a platform, like the air lifting soap bubbles, so that we may all share in
their happy moment.
For example: this true
American hero who took advantage of Paul Ryan’s desperate need to smirk into a
camera with anyone who doesn’t immediately look like they’re going to punch
him. Especially after his cruel performance on Thursday. (You’ll note that he
feels the need to write his name in full on his “Hi My Name Is” label. Seriously.)
Thank you, Internet.
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