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NORTH CHATHAM, New York—U.S.A. William Barr, attorney general of the United States, did exactly what Donald J. Trump hired him to do: On the afternoon of March 24, in Washington, he granted absolution to his lord and master—Donald J. Trump, suspected of treason and obstruction of justice. This act of legal mercy occurred on a Sunday, when evangelical Christian Trumpisti throughout the land undoubtedly spent their Sabbath morning beseeching Jesus and the Holy Father to spare the Golden-Haired One from impeachment or imprisonment. As the world knows by now, aRead More
Please…Call us ‘People of Means’ New York to world’s richest man: Fuhgeddaboudit by Thomas Adcock –Copyright © 2019 • Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America A prosperous dolt named Howard Schultz scored his most notable life achievement in 1995 by inventing the Mocha Frappuccino, a briskly profitable confection peddled throughout his empire of Starbucks coffee houses. A quarter century later, now comes Mr. Schultz asking voters to believe that his caffeinated brainstorm, and the billions of dollars accrued, qualifies him to be president of the United States. Bad timing, Mr.Read More
NEW YORK CITY, near America Picture the current American presidency as gangster-laden film noir, a tawdry movie with two leading rôles: a thuggish lawyer called “The Fixer,” employed by “The Don,” malevolent godfather of a crime syndicate. The stars: Michael D. Cohen as consigliere, Donald J. Trump as capo di tutti capi. So it was, in life off the screen, for ten sorry years. Then came the morning February 27, a cold and sunny Wednesday in Washington. One of the stars broke character on live television. During five hours ofRead More
Get Out! Curtains Closing on a Carnival of Crime Down Among the Dead Men Let Him Lie’ by Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Happy New Year to all you fighting men and women of The Resistance! Ever since the surreality of a bellicose Know-Nothing’s criminal ascension to the presidency, back in November 2016, you have acted in the grand spirit of the American Revolution of some two centuries ago—a nervy peasant uprising, begun in 1776, that ousted a crazy-cruel British tyrant. You own the triumphal moment at hand: OurRead More
‘Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses …’ (Oh, never mind) Baby Jesus, go home by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Where to begin on the subject of the most loathsome mobster currently at large in the United States? Every thirty days as I sit down to compose my monthly offering to CrimeMag, I ask this question. Today, I ask again, Where to begin with Donald J. Trump? Mr. Trump’s endless racketeering, mendacity, and racism are daily cyclones ripping throughRead More
Messiah of the Maniacs America’s Red Hat Road to Hell Donald Trump’s bad hair day by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America The racist crime syndicate occupying the White House, headed by what psychologists identify as a malignant narcissist, has gone to panic mode. The signs are plentiful. State and federal elections held on November 6 delivered a massive political rebuke of il capo di tutti capi, namely Donald J. Trump. The reaction has been a daily cascade of falsehoods from Mr. TrumpRead More
Moral Civil War Decency vs. Debasement Seeking exit from the New Confederacy by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Reasonable citizens trapped in the bedlam of Trumpistan are angry—or depressed, or disgusted, or distressed, or despairing, or drained of energy needed to absorb the drumbeat of cupidity and criminality emanating daily from a debauched White House. Some days, all these emotions meld into an existential sorrow: Cry the beloved country. We limp through these last gasps of October in hopes that next month’sRead More
‘White People Have Lost Their Damn Minds’ Mad dogs, ideologues & 2-year-olds in Crazytown by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NORTH CHATHAM, New York—U.S.A. Even now, twenty-one months into life under a White House crime syndicate facilitated and funded by Kremlin spies and oligarchs, I cannot wrap my head around a seemingly minor statistic here in the land of Trumpistan: On Election Day 2016, fifty-three percent of white female voters—fifty-three percent—decided that a man with a ludicrous yellow hairdo and a hamburger gut who appeared on televisionRead More
Justice is Nigh for Trump His Cult Keeps the Fascist Faith A promise of national catharsis in November by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America I am happy to report that America’s most repulsive individual, Donald J. Trump, is not long for Washington. The current presidency—a circus of the tawdry, the pathetic, the crazy, the criminal, and the cruel—cannot sustain itself, no matter that its ringmaster is a virtuoso of ballyhoo and bullcrap. He is also a ringmaster in a death spiral.Read More
Lord Trump Almighty Gladdening the Heart of Lucifer ‘Ego te absolvo’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Scheduled to open in October in more than a thousand “select” American cinemas is a motion picture entitled “The Trump Prophecy,” produced by Liberty University of Virginia, a bottom-tier institute of evangelical Christian instruction. The university is hustling advance ticket sales via online movie trailers meant for the mesmerizing pleasure of stalwarts in a religio-political cult whose lord and savior is said to haveRead More
Trump-Drunk ‘End Times’ for ‘Pipsqueak Putin’ Bigots, boobs & bible bullies—Aus! Weg mit Dir! by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Sadly for the United States and beyond, a degenerate fraudster, mendacious vulgarian, misogynistic swine, and all-round scrofulous lout occupies the White House—from whence he reigns as the racist godhead of a fascistic religio-political cult. The reasons for this plague of the moment are murky, debatable, and pathetic. Among them: Hillary Clinton’s stunningly inept presidential campaign of 2016; a cyber-attack of Russian disinformationRead More
Déjà Vu Thugs, Lies & Fevered Fantasies ‘The corpse of McCarthy-Hooverism still stirs’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Not so long ago, a paunchy prevaricator in Washington proposed to “make America great again,” as the slogan goes. It was the flag-waving, Jesus-jumping Cold War era of anti-communist hysteria in the United States: the perfect zeitgeist for J. Edgar Hoover to exert his racist, anti-Semitic, anti-intellectual, anti-science, anti-immigrant, authoritarian proclivities. In his official capacity as director of the Federal Bureau ofRead More
Woke The Never Again Generation ‘We are not afraid … we will not be silenced … our voices are loud’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2018 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Young and golden is the moment when ordinary people achieve a coalescence of causes based in righteous anger, when we realize a combined power that might shape a better future, when we cease to abide belligerent ignorance and curable injustice. When we act, e pluribus unum, to redeem a wounded national honor. When we feel weRead More
NEW YORK CITY, near America On the final Tuesday night of January, an annual date of political pageantry in the United States, Donald J. Trump served up a State of the Union address described by New York Times columnist Timothy Egan as containing “all the staying power of vapor from a sewage vent.” The philandering Berlusconi knockoff begged to differ. The stated theme of the big speech: one year into his presidency and everything in America is hunky-dory! Fantastic. Great. Terrific. Tremendous. The official Trump newsletter extolled the performance: “EvenRead More
NEW YORK CITY, near America Like chronic boils on a fat man’s neck, Donald J. Trump shall not fade to obscurity. So long as there is a market for freak shows anywhere on Earth, he will remain in the public eye. Yet we need him gone from the White House, at least, and soon. Thus, we Americans are forging an alternative path to relief from this carbuncle of a man: Day by day, we bury Mr. Trump a little further in the ash heap of irrelevance. Resistance to the politicalRead More
Autumn in America, and comes now a bumper crop of bullet-ridden corpses and exposés of child rape and long-ignored lechery—accompanied by sanctimonious sympathy, a mountain of mendacity, and a horde of hypocrisy. Consider: Bang-bang and ho-hum. Machine gun massacres in October and the first part of November, in Nevada and Texas, yielded a body count of eighty-five. The carnage inspired the usual gang of cheap Washington politicians to offer “thoughts and prayers” to families mourning the loss of victims gone to Heaven (or Hell)—in lieu of common sense legislative actionRead More
NEW YORK CITY, near America Her name is Darla. The soiled clothes on her back are all she owns. She sleeps on the sidewalk outside a Manhattan bank, keeping her distance from a church up the street where the feeling is mutual. Somewhere in Florida, her two small children live with their grandmother. This is all she tells anyone of her personal circumstances. When she feels safe enough to lie on her side, a risky angle for homeless women, Darla’s shirt rides up at the waist, revealing something fleshyRead More
As a member of the American journalistic fraternity, Donald J. Trump labels me a “damned dishonest” purveyor of “fake news,” in league with “crooked bad people” who clearly despise the United States. Be duly warned! As Dorothy and Scarecrow intoned whilst traipsing through a scary forest in the Land of Oz, “Lions and tigers and bears, oh my…!” Last month in Arizona, during a rip-roaring rally of his fascistic flock, the president of the United States elaborated on his dim view of the likes of myself: “I really think theyRead More
I shall not now dwell upon the daily caboodle of news involving an orange-faced hoodlum with a soft spot for swastikas—he who presides over an imploding White House. Were there simple justice in America—a nation where uniformed nazis and kluxers armed with semiautomatic assault rifles and side arms are now free to march through the streets of Charlottesville, Virginia—this despicable man would be in prison, along with his flock of fools and felons. We hope for their imminent departure from the nation’s capital, preferably in manacles, and a time thatRead More
Don’t Ask! The War on American Media Reporters risk beatings by Trump’s violent minions by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2017 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Earlier this month, a thug with buzzcut hair by the name of Greg Gianforte walked into a courtroom in the state of Montana and pled guilty to charges of beating up a newspaper reporter during a political rally. In the days between the crime at question and his courtroom appearance, voters in Montana elected Mr. Gianforte to the United States House ofRead More
EAST GREENWICH, Rhode Island U.S.A. There are times when only German will suffice in articulating complexity, especially of infuriating nature. For instance, consider the current White House tenant, an orange-faced Manhattan braggart and tabloid newspaper oddity whom New Yorkers have loathed for the past three decades. Among this man’s latest dubious accomplishments, he has inspired certain government investigators—those not yet dismissed for probing his probable traitorous ties to Russian spies—to give the city of Washington a new moniker: Kremlin on the Potomac. How to describe him? “The beauty of GermanRead More
Banana Republic Manly Trump Plays with Missiles ‘Wonder Boy’ plays with everything else By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2017 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America On Monday afternoon in the final week of March, Donald J. Trump transferred the lion’s share of governmental authority to an unelected, unpaid, un-vetted, and largely unknown young man wanted for questioning by the United States Senate Intelligence Committee (and likely the Federal Bureau of Investigation) about his hush-hush dealings with Russian bankers and oligarchs, and shady Kremlin operatives tiedRead More
SEBASTIAN GORKA, high-level White House assistant to Donald Trump, wore his Hungarian “bocskai” to the January 20 presidential inauguration balls in Washington. The braided black tunic is popular with modern-day acolytes of Miklós Horthy, the nazi collaborationist leader whose Budapest regime saw the murders of 600,000 Jews. A medal pinned to Mr. Gorka’s tunic (close-up at right) indicates his affection for the “Order of Vitéz,” a chivalric fraternity begun by Horthy in 1920, popular once again with members of Hungary’s ultra-right political movement—the Jobbik Magyarországért Mozgalom. At the January balls,Read More
—Still frame from “The Great Dictator,” United Artists 1940 “THE GREAT DICTATOR,” a smash-hit movie send-up with comic actors Jack Oakie (left) and Charlie Chaplin spoofing Benito Mussolini and Adolf Hitler. Comedy as a Weapon How to Dump Trump ‘Participate in the ridicule and satire’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2017 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America A year before America joined Britain in resisting the Rome-Berlin Axis of World War II, “The Great Dictator” was released by United Artists in Hollywood as aRead More
—Facebook New Year’s Revolution Women to Twitter Pig: ‘Pussy Grabs Back!’ Phase One of mass protest against ‘Rump’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2017 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America A Kremlin-sponsored presidential regime commences in Washington, D.C., on January 20. It will place my city, my country, and the world in crisis. Indicators of imminent danger are sorely evident, thanks to the nihilistic decision of sixty-two million Americans to vote for a fascist strongman, or at least one of faux manly strength. Consequently, Wall StreetRead More
—Pinterest ‘I Love the Poorly Educated’ — D. Trump FANTASIES of Donald Trump voters: Barack Obama is a Kenya-born homosexual who, along with the she-devil Hillary Clinton, founded ISIS (Islamic State of Iraq and Syria); liberals are at “war” with Christmas; abortion is homicide; poor people are lazy; climate change is a hoax; Sharia is taking over the American criminal justice system; Muslims, including American citizens and refugee children, are probably terrorists and must be registered with the police; sonograms prove that fetuses can masturbate; God sends hurricanes andRead More
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HINEIN in die Stadt voller Neonlichter, SPRENGT die Bildschirme voller Finanzdatenspalten, ENTLARVT dahinter die Leichen, die bemalten, tätowierten, verschmierten Gesichter, das Haar verfilzt oder sorgsam gepflegt, auch Kahlköpfe darunter, sicher doch, auch Kahlköpfe darunter... – Karl Lagerfeld. Allah hab ihn selig! Er aß fast gar nichts mehr. – So tragen wir KUNST ins Leben, so klopfen unsere vorwärtsgerichteten HERZEN, klopfklopf, klopfklopf, klopfklopf... – Doch was ist nun mit dem Methangas? – Der Titel spricht wohl für sich. – Aber dann das Hmhmhm? – Das Hmhmhm ist Motor und Fanal der Revolution. – Wäre uns jedoch aller Götter Schönheit geschenkt, und ins Gesicht gewirkt, wir würden sie ÜBERMALEN!
Bild: Mikhail Larionov, ca. 1928
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