I’ll bet you didn’t know that it is possible in this great big world of ours to live a comfortable life being paid hundreds of thousands of dollars for doing basically nothing. Well, not nothing, exactly, but the money you get is unattached to normal stuff we are all familiar with like a job, complete with job-related duties and office hours and a W-2 and maybe even a job title. The money can thus be described by what it is
And somehow they think this is easier than having a real job? My eyes crossed reading all the sneaky snakey shit they are perpetrating on an unsuspecting world. My fervent prayer is please sweet baby please Jesus make these people go away. I am too old for migraine headaches. Thank you again Lucian for being the Chief Explainer for us.
Mar 15·edited Mar 15Liked by Lucian K. Truscott IV
I know because my dad's clients are these morbidly wealthy people (Walmart Walton's for example). He thinks he is in the club, but he's just another worker bee.
On behalf of snakes everywhere, I must protest. Yes, they slither, and do, do that voodoo that (they) do so well, but no snake I've ever heard of has attacked a woman at Bergdorf's and inserted anything in her. If you have not seen "The Lady Eve," Henry Fonda playing a rich, socially goofus herpetologist, I implore you --- especially on behalf of the snake Fonda is carrying back to the U.S., a gently thing which nonetheless terrifies Barbara Stanwyck in glorious comedic turn as part of a con artist team --- to find it streaming ASAP. It will be a wonderful respite from the Depraved, Degenerate, Defendant and his followers and enablers.
LOL. I'm hard-pressed to think of a single creature on this planet that *doesn't* have more "dignity" in its natural state than the Degenerate, Depraved Defendant.
You forgot "despicable," show some respect for alliteration, please!
" Degenerate, depraved, demented, denying, damned demonic double-talking delirious dead-eyed doofus defendant PO 1135089," Your Honor, that's the kind of defamatory attacks my fine, upstanding, honest, brave, courageous client, President Donald J. Trump - the real president, mind you, not this doddering stuff-shirt Biden faker - has had to endure, and from a pack of thuggish Demonrats who hate 'Merica!"
Not a great fan of snakes but I’ve seen garter snakes and actually petted one. Not scary or weird. I have, however, picked up and tossed (at my big sister) many a Brooklyn earthworm.
Joe Mantegna in the (recommended) movie "House of Games," as well as John Cusack, Anjelica Huston, and Annette Benning in (ditto) "The Grifters," have all made the world of con artists entertaining. Had Deranged, Degenerate Defendant Trump stayed in New York City, where the Times by its own grudging admission (one paragraph in a long piece about him c. 2017) treated his mooching antics with patronizing amusement, who would care all that much? Well, destroying those art deco friezes on the Bonwit Teller building he'd promised to preserve for the Metropolitan Museum of Art showed he suffers the same sociopathy as the Taliban when they destroyed the Buddnas of Bamiyan.
The Russian pipeline to Trump's insurrectionistism has its twists and turns, but the fact that some of it is floating through a guy named Alexander Smirnoff should be bringing juvenile joy to the hearts of the marketing people at Tito's, Skyy, Absolut, New Amsterdam, Grey Goose, Keitel and other distillers of white goods. Nah zda-rovh-yeh!
U gotta think she have something in her brain to give up. Maybe she tried and it so frightened the men in power they decided to keep her locked up hoping she would end like Epstein.
I need handful of pain relievers…or maybe cookies…something that will soothe and kill this taste of bile..and a wet cloth for my head. It just gets WORSE!
Great! I will share my 20 room villa in France. Oh wait! That’s in my dreams! I have an unheated garden shed at my sister’s in Ireland. I’ll be sharing with shovels, rakes and a mower. But I’ll be out of the fray!
Looks like the door of this airplane flew off also! What a frigging nightmare trump and r’s have created! Ping pong is the game they are playing with our heads. We’re in for the trials, then “technicalities”, we’re out! In, out, in out…sounds like very bad sex. Very detailed and sickening, Lucian.
Surprised you didn’t bring up Tik Tok and the fact that the master grifters, Jared Kushner and Mnuchin want to buy it. I saw an article that stated something like “X” is owned Musk and if Tiktok is owned by these two schmucks, then the right wing will own us all!
This shit makes my head explode
Well said.
Yup! 💥
Dick, is that the exploding head emoji?
Yup! 💥
🤯
And somehow they think this is easier than having a real job? My eyes crossed reading all the sneaky snakey shit they are perpetrating on an unsuspecting world. My fervent prayer is please sweet baby please Jesus make these people go away. I am too old for migraine headaches. Thank you again Lucian for being the Chief Explainer for us.
"It is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma; but perhaps there is a key. That key is Russian national interest."
Winston Churchill
"In terms of high-end product influx into the US, Russians make up a pretty disproportionate cross-section of a lot of our assets"
Donald Trump Jr
trump runs a dry cleaning business that turns "dirty" rubles into "clean" dollars.
DOJ derp derp dee poo poo whaddya gonna do
Vodka company not implicated in story of sneaky snake Russian intel guy. Correct spelling is Smirnov.
I know because my dad's clients are these morbidly wealthy people (Walmart Walton's for example). He thinks he is in the club, but he's just another worker bee.
Snakes. Proper description. This has turned my stomach.
On behalf of snakes everywhere, I must protest. Yes, they slither, and do, do that voodoo that (they) do so well, but no snake I've ever heard of has attacked a woman at Bergdorf's and inserted anything in her. If you have not seen "The Lady Eve," Henry Fonda playing a rich, socially goofus herpetologist, I implore you --- especially on behalf of the snake Fonda is carrying back to the U.S., a gently thing which nonetheless terrifies Barbara Stanwyck in glorious comedic turn as part of a con artist team --- to find it streaming ASAP. It will be a wonderful respite from the Depraved, Degenerate, Defendant and his followers and enablers.
I stand corrected. My apologies to snakes everywhere. They have infinitely more dignity.
LOL. I'm hard-pressed to think of a single creature on this planet that *doesn't* have more "dignity" in its natural state than the Degenerate, Depraved Defendant.
Degenerate, depraved, demented defendant. You missed one!
You forgot "despicable," show some respect for alliteration, please!
" Degenerate, depraved, demented, denying, damned demonic double-talking delirious dead-eyed doofus defendant PO 1135089," Your Honor, that's the kind of defamatory attacks my fine, upstanding, honest, brave, courageous client, President Donald J. Trump - the real president, mind you, not this doddering stuff-shirt Biden faker - has had to endure, and from a pack of thuggish Demonrats who hate 'Merica!"
Thank you sir.
Yes, as a child, I loved snakes and took them to school regularly inside my shirt where they snuggled against my warm belly and were quite happy.
My sister in law took her garter snake to school too. Very sweet.
Yes they are, and pretty too.
Snake
By D. H. Lawrence
A snake came to my water-trough
On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat,
To drink there.
In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob tree
I came down the steps with my pitcher
And must wait, must stand and wait, for there he was at the trough
before me.
He reached down from a fissure in the earth-wall in the gloom
And trailed his yellow-brown slackness soft-bellied down, over
the edge of the stone trough
And rested his throat upon the stone bottom,
And where the water had dripped from the tap, in a small clearness,
He sipped with his straight mouth,
Softly drank through his straight gums, into his slack long body,
Silently.
Someone was before me at my water-trough,
And I, like a second-comer, waiting.
He lifted his head from his drinking, as cattle do,
And looked at me vaguely, as drinking cattle do,
And flickered his two-forked tongue from his lips, and mused
a moment,
And stooped and drank a little more,
Being earth-brown, earth-golden from the burning bowels
of the earth
On the day of Sicilian July, with Etna smoking.
The voice of my education said to me
He must be killed,
For in Sicily the black, black snakes are innocent, the gold
are venomous.
And voices in me said, If you were a man
You would take a stick and break him now, and finish him off.
But must I confess how I liked him,
How glad I was he had come like a guest in quiet, to drink
at my water-trough
And depart peaceful, pacified, and thankless,
Into the burning bowels of this earth?
Was it cowardice, that I dared not kill him?
Was it perversity, that I longed to talk to him?
Was it humility, to feel so honoured?
I felt so honoured.
And yet those voices:
If you were not afraid, you would kill him!
And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid,
But even so, honoured still more
That he should seek my hospitality
From out the dark door of the secret earth.
He drank enough
And lifted his head, dreamily, as one who has drunken,
And flickered his tongue like a forked night on the air, so black,
Seeming to lick his lips,
And looked around like a god, unseeing, into the air,
And slowly turned his head,
And slowly, very slowly, as if thrice adream,
Proceeded to draw his slow length curving round
And climb again the broken bank of my wall-face.
And as he put his head into that dreadful hole,
And as he slowly drew up, snake-easing his shoulders,
and entered farther,
A sort of horror, a sort of protest against his withdrawing into
that horrid black hole,
Deliberately going into the blackness, and slowly drawing
himself after,
Overcame me now his back was turned.
I looked round, I put down my pitcher,
I picked up a clumsy log
And threw it at the water-trough with a clatter.
I think it did not hit him,
But suddenly that part of him that was left behind convulsed
in an undignified haste,
Writhed like lightning, and was gone
Into the black hole, the earth-lipped fissure in the wall-front,
At which, in the intense still noon, I stared with fascination.
And immediately I regretted it.
I thought how paltry, how vulgar, what a mean act!
I despised myself and the voices of my accursed human education.
And I thought of the albatross,
And I wished he would come back, my snake.
For he seemed to me again like a king,
Like a king in exile, uncrowned in the underworld,
Now due to be crowned again.
And so, I missed my chance with one of the lords
Of life.
And I have something to expiate:
A pettiness
I went on last May and looked back not till Ellen Franzen now the archive got and Liked the snake that I had wrought.
D.H. always does it, Richard. Great choice.
What a great heart DH Lawrence had within him. What a truly gorgeous piece of writing. Transporting.
Thank you Richard
EwwwEwwww
Not a great fan of snakes but I’ve seen garter snakes and actually petted one. Not scary or weird. I have, however, picked up and tossed (at my big sister) many a Brooklyn earthworm.
Patris! You devil, you!😁
Her friends thought I was a tomboy and I agreed.
Oh, Lucian, thank you for this.
Joe Mantegna in the (recommended) movie "House of Games," as well as John Cusack, Anjelica Huston, and Annette Benning in (ditto) "The Grifters," have all made the world of con artists entertaining. Had Deranged, Degenerate Defendant Trump stayed in New York City, where the Times by its own grudging admission (one paragraph in a long piece about him c. 2017) treated his mooching antics with patronizing amusement, who would care all that much? Well, destroying those art deco friezes on the Bonwit Teller building he'd promised to preserve for the Metropolitan Museum of Art showed he suffers the same sociopathy as the Taliban when they destroyed the Buddnas of Bamiyan.
The Russian pipeline to Trump's insurrectionistism has its twists and turns, but the fact that some of it is floating through a guy named Alexander Smirnoff should be bringing juvenile joy to the hearts of the marketing people at Tito's, Skyy, Absolut, New Amsterdam, Grey Goose, Keitel and other distillers of white goods. Nah zda-rovh-yeh!
Grianich!
Another day goes by, it's one more day Garland unbelievably looks worse than the day before. WTAF is the purpose of DOJ at this point?!?
For Garland it's the continuation to carry out his federalist indoctrination. Mfer. But I think you know that already.
yes
Well apparently rock bottom has a basement!
If it's a basement then I hope it has rusty steel doors and a lock with no key and lots of rats and rat droppings. And no toilet.
As Jimmy Kimmel said to Trump on Oscars night, "Isn't it past you jail time?"
https://www.cnn.com/2024/03/10/entertainment/trump-jimmy-kimmel-oscars/index.html
Now Lucian,
this is NO suprise to you?
The Russians been giving us a haircut for decades!
I'll bet $600000 is chump change compared to what Smirnoff has garned from all his "clients." Ingluding the FBI and the CIA. Putin and maybe Mossad.
I wanta interview Ghislaine Maxwell!
32 years ago i was chasing Russians moving bad diesel fuel, opals, gold and women.
The politicians shut me down.
So i quit and went back to being retired. I didn't work again for 4 years. I did manage to get sane backpacking for five
(5) months from Arizona to DC. Got to DC on Earth Day.
There are only 5000 people in the world. They are called Bankers. Every thing else is a commodity
And she’s appealing the sex trafficking charges!
U gotta think she have something in her brain to give up. Maybe she tried and it so frightened the men in power they decided to keep her locked up hoping she would end like Epstein.
Quien Sabe.
Where is Pancho Villas head?
Cal,,what makes you think you would get any response even remotely connected to the truth? Definitely not trying to be s smart ass with this comment.
M.T. i was just being silly.
At 83 i get more silly every day.
Thanksvfor the contact
I need handful of pain relievers…or maybe cookies…something that will soothe and kill this taste of bile..and a wet cloth for my head. It just gets WORSE!
Just a handful? I'm ready to stick my head in a jar full of weed infused gummy bears.
Will you share?
Very witty, Of course I'll share.
Great! I will share my 20 room villa in France. Oh wait! That’s in my dreams! I have an unheated garden shed at my sister’s in Ireland. I’ll be sharing with shovels, rakes and a mower. But I’ll be out of the fray!
Chocolate pecan turtles did the trick for me.
Ooooo…those too!
So many laundromats. so many dirty clothes
Indeed, thank you. Is there no bottom?
no
Looks like the door of this airplane flew off also! What a frigging nightmare trump and r’s have created! Ping pong is the game they are playing with our heads. We’re in for the trials, then “technicalities”, we’re out! In, out, in out…sounds like very bad sex. Very detailed and sickening, Lucian.
Surprised you didn’t bring up Tik Tok and the fact that the master grifters, Jared Kushner and Mnuchin want to buy it. I saw an article that stated something like “X” is owned Musk and if Tiktok is owned by these two schmucks, then the right wing will own us all!
Marlene your comment reminded me of a Monty Python sketch where Cleese delivered the punchline- "No time for the old in out in out gotta catch a bus."
🤣
I assume Deutsche Bank handled the transactions, as per usual.
And Chubb now handles the insurance side of things. Chubb is a Swiss owned company that does plenty of business in you guessed it ....Russia.