Marjorie Taylor Greene Now You Have Managed To Piss Me Off
Marjorie, for over a year, I have written many satirical stories about your propensity to say and do incredibly mean and stupid stuff.
But today, Mrs. Greene, you’ve managed to piss me off.
You’ve forced my writing hand, to stop making fun of you and give you a reality check.
Here it is: You ain’t funny.
You’re are an embarrassment to your family, to the University of Georgia, to your state, to your party, to your district, to the Congress in which you sit, to your sex, to your nation and to the human race.
You have gone too far, when from the floor of the Capitol, you stood, heckled and cat-called the President during his State of the Union speech.
Lady, show some dignity.
Yes, during the Ukrainian crisis—when a country and a people are being strangled, bombarded and slaughtered by a dictator.
You show no shame.
You act mentally-ill, rather than showing some compassion, some simpatico, for the Ukrainian people, who are fighting and dying for their liberty, freedom and democracy.
Obviously, something you don’t give a shit about.
Keep your toxic, egocentric trap shut when the President is speaking.
Stop putting yourself first.
With the eyes of the world on our president, only boos from your colleagues caused you stop your abhorrent behavior.
Lady, this behavior is not funny.
You’re also incredibly sad because you won’t or can’t stop speaking to anti-Semitic groups.
You’re a dangerous joke.
A joke dressed in a red, white and blue, polka-dotted clown costume with a jester’s three pointed fools hat.
You’re the fodder for a thousand laughs taped on to a black and white concentric-circle target.
With each circle labeled:
Putin lover, Jewish space lasers, trips to Brooklyn with Black Hats, gazpacho malapropisms and threats to beat up a fellow member of Congress.
Marjorie, before you do your next incredibly stupid thing, stop, think and remember that you don’t want to be an embarrassment to your family, to the University of Georgia, to your state, to your party, to your district, to the Congress of the United States, to your sex, to your nation and to the human race.
Remember you represent all of the above.
And please stop pissing me off.
