The Lair of the Emerald Serpent

The serpent is not a card carrying member of twitter but has lately taken to doing a bit of stalking over there. I can sniff out the stink of snake oil from miles away and have recently found the absolute mother lode. So many tasty morsels



Mr Porkie wants to talk about the TRUTH.

This serpent was so so tempted to sign up. That was until seeing the small print.
By subscribing with your mobile number you are agreeing to receive recurring automated SMS/MMS messages from Donald J. Trump for President, Inc. Message and data rates may apply. Text "STOP" to opt-out.
Looks suspiciously like one of those dodgy 'premium' SMS services offering horoscopes or stock market tips. Once again Mr Porkie is making money out of suckers

He is so completely and utterly shameless. You cannot even call him a hypocrite or a liar because he actually appears to believe his own BS. Maybe that's why many people find him so convincing.
Especially amusing is how he is so good at seeing all his worst traits in others and calling THEM out for it with a monster megaphone. Self awareness on steroids? Most definitely not.


Out of control

Then there's that other trait - aside from the utter petty vindictiveness - the complete inability to accept responsibility for ANYTHING that goes badly for him. It's the victim mentality on steroids.
He has been slandering the current president with the birther allegations for a good 5 years, suddenly decides it could be a disaster for his chances during the debates, dumps the constant carping and suddenly everyone is supposed to forgive and forget and play together nicely in the sand pit but then Hillary digs up some dirt courtesy of one Alicia Machado and there he is brooding and stewing before unleashing a venomous tirade on twitter encouraging his fans to watch her (non-existent)sex tapes.

Insulting the hell out of Mexicans and then proclaiming that some judge should not be involved in a case concerning him because she is of Hispanic ancestry and will be biased against him. Of course it is ALL HER FAULT.

Wriggling his way out of military service and then insulting John McCain, the Khans and countless other veterans and their families for being 'weaklings' or shafting business subcontractors and then actually GLOATING about it in the presidential debates.

Show us your TAX

While the right wingers and libertarians think it is a badge of honour to pay as little tax as possible, it is completely inconsistent and illogical to then turn around and complain about the shabby state of the airports, roads and other infrastructure and to announce grand plans to increase the size of the military and extra funds for childcare and teachers amongst other items.

But then again, in Mr Porkie's universe - logic and consistency are completely alien concepts.


Maybe juiciest of all - the Dark Art of Deals with the Devil
Lipstick on a pig

“It’s implicit in a lot of what people write, but it’s never explicit—or, at least, I haven’t seen it. And that is that it’s impossible to keep him focussed on any topic, other than his own self-aggrandizement, for more than a few minutes, and even then . . . ”

In Mr Porkie's world the rules are very simple
Heads I win. Tails you lose.

And there are a lot of turkeys out there intending to vote for Christmas.

But it's an ill wind that blows no good. A character like Donald "Mr Porkie" Trump is temptation beyond endurance. He is so suitable for snaffling as the star for a November novel first draft. And that's even before he becomes President of the USA. Plus doing the so called research is just so much fun. Hillary could also get drafted but I'm getting bored of recycling Dolores Umbridge in various incarnations. Of course if the Queen of Swords turns up again in the shuffle, then she will be in. The Donald of course will be the Joker. Or maybe the Devil.

Gathering dust amongst the piles of books in the Lair are some amusing tomes snaffled from a second hand book sale (a Christian seminary no less - the same folks who still think that the Potter books are EVIL incarnate) The "Art of the Deal" by Tony Schwartz and You Know Who and also "God wants you to be rich" by Robert Kiyosaki and He Who Must Not Be Named.
It's time to get them out of their box and unleash the Beast within.

PS More boorish behaviour from the Disgusting Donald.

Not been squiggling much lately online. Too busy either snoozing, coffee drinking or pottering around looking at fireworks

Most of the time usually in the company of Auntie ABC courtesy of the trusty little tinny tranny

Some seriously tasty morsels that you never get to hear about from those mucky Murdoch rags

Firstly - yet more 'family' gossip. A new twist on Christianity that the Cat could even relate to.
Strange how the serpent was so so reminded of the wickedly wonderful and not at all widely known
"The Power Tactics of Jesus Christ"

The New Chosen


And then a story about what happens to the grass when elephants fight. Hitler has managed to grab the crown of archetypal most evil megalomaniacal dictator of all time while his one time friend and ally Josef Stalin well and truly got left out in the cold.
The pair of them accomplished together far more misery and mayhem than either could have managed alone but Stalin seems to have had an infinitely better public relations and spin doctor department - helped no doubt by certain dubious alliances with the West in the latter part of the war

This stuff had been out there for anyone who cared to look - a certain serpent in her flobberworm years was obsessed with the evil activities of the pair of them.
Stalin's antics in the Ukraine made the Irish famine of 1848 look like mere small potatoes.
Wonders what will eventually come out of the Chinese archives. That too will be a veritable hornets' nest

Bloodlands

Oh and a job that even Stalin's spin doctors would find rather 'challenging'

When most of the Google hits for your hospital mention "Dr Death" - one Dr Jayant Patel (who used to work there and had his arse covered big time by the hospital goblins and bureaucrats)
how do you restore confidence and the reputation of the place?

Some crazy South African has taken on the job of doing the seemingly impossible

Turns out the guy's name is Morne Terblanche - not Terre Blanche as the serpent originally expected. So no relation to Eugene Terre Blanche which is just about the most perfect name for a Blond blue eyed Aryan ever