PECKERWOOD AFTER DARK: Blushing Giggles Edition!
Buns Boyz™, as we know, will laugh and giggle when told to cover their cakes in public, since they've no idea why you would ask them to do so. Enjoy the evening, hormigos and hormigas!
PECKERWOOD'S WEEKLY LUNOCRACY POST! For the Week of 7/07/2025 This Is Not a Drill. It’s a Descent.
You know that sinking feeling in your gut? The one that hits when you read the news and realize the lunatics aren’t just running the asylum—they’ve firebombed it and are selling tickets to the rubble? Yeah. That one. Every day is another headline torn from the fever dream of a meth-addled confederate flag enthusiast. Supreme Court decisions written by people who seem to think it’s still 1854. Elected officials who mistake their Twitter accounts for divine revelation. Billionaires tweeting memes while democracy bleeds out in the corner. And then there’s that one. The Orange Menace. Still slouching toward the podium, still howling, still grifting, still somehow not in prison. He’s a walking indictment of everything broken in this country. And yet, here we are. Again. Because fascism is nothing if not persistent — and nostalgia for white male dominance is America’s favorite opioid. The Republican Party is no longer a political party. It’s a deranged cult. A fascist talent show. A deat...
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