#orange man bad

[ministerpeacefulpoetwordwitch]

Orange Man Bad

While Trump was president ISIS was taken down, black people in poor neighborhoods were getting the educational help Obama had turned down. The worst trade deal ever that would have all of America under the thumb of corporations that was slated to go through, he stopped dead in its tracks, first thing. He saluted the troops, never seen a president do that. He fixed the VA center, the troops loved him. He didn’t start any new wars like everyone said he would. Gas prices were at its lowest, stock prices at its highest. He labeled the deep state and fake news correctly and I was loving it. He donated his salary to good causes. Every good deed, and there were many, would just be ignored. His words were always taken out of content, ridiculed and splashed all over the world because they hated him. A great deal of people never bothered to ask, why do they hate him so much? No, they just follow the crowd, that’s why we burned witches in the past, so many people will just follow the crowd.

Now I was never a Trump supporter. I disagreed with many of his decisions. The XL pipeline, moving the US embassy to Jerusalem. He spoke like a sailor and not a spokesman, etc. But the hate thrown at him was way over board and I constantly found myself defending him.  

I don’t care how bad of a person he is, he is going after deep state and he called main stream media fake news and I’m loving it. No one else has the balls to do what he is doing.

All you people out there calling him evil and such. I assure you he is not the enemy. The enemy is the government that is pretending to be your friend while stabbing you in the back and giving all the power of the people over to the corporations and you can’t see it because main stream media is lying to you about it. Trump, as bad as you think he is, is actually on your side. You need to stop, look around and start paying attention to other things other than your TV screen.  

#orange man bad

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

Bragg has his man. Now all he needs is a crime🙄

Alvin Bragg is a dirty cop.

Great Job by Trump's Attorneys

[ophilosoraptoro]

...Who's bad?

[theworldchangedwithoutme]

I remember that a certain Orange Man called this place a shithole and got in a lot of trouble for it.

Where’s the lie, corporate media? Orange Man Bad?

[itsalla-blrrrr]

Mika Brzezinski: It's our job to control exactly what people think

[jazzerdoc]

Posted by a friend on FB. 🍊🤡

[derogatoryapparently]

I mean....his staffers contacted the archives and DOJ. They're voluntarily handing things over without a problem. If I didn't have anything to worry about, I'd act the same way. If he IS guilty of something, he should be prosecuted. Simple as that.

[astoriachef]

[mitchfynde]

Concept: Guy who thought Orange Man Bad was funny but also thinks Let's Go Brandon is funny now.

[quirkle2]

art pieces that r incomprehensible without access to my mind

[mc-yellow-arts]

*Sunset*

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

Orange Man Bad Cartoon 😂

[inkskinned]

he had to hurt her like that, look at the cinema he made. did he? how do you know? the ends justify the means, huh. a woman could never actually act this well, it had to be real, a snuff film. yes, she was hired for her talent - but pain will make the talent brighter, right.

he is not alone. there are men around him who think like this. who choose actresses they can manipulate, exert power over. who write scripts that demand the pain be felt. she must hurt to uphold the message.

(an aside. author's note, i guess. in poetry, when the words cannot hold themselves up, we actually blame the writers. it shouldn't matter who speaks the literature. the words should carry their own weight. be their own scaffolding.)

the men in the room all applaud each other for doing less. they say they push boundaries. they're leaders in their field. they ask the hard questions.

when they get your resume, they put it into a pile that they will put into a trashcan. when they get your screenplay, they will use it as a coaster. when they build their museums, they will have a disjointed room dedicated to "repairing" the ways that women and people of color have been eradicated from "fine arts". it will be self-effacing. we may have overlooked some artists, they apologize. but really it's not our fault that white men make better art. (those men and their works are in permanent displays. for more on this, see: the way that he laughs at your work will make you sick to your teeth). in six weeks, their apology will be scrubbed and the room will be scrubbed and all the paintings will go back into storage.

they know they are right. sure, okay. maybe we have had less opportunities. but what would we have done with them? not something like this. it took a man to do this. okay, okay. it was deranged, we can all agree about it. but look at the product.

in your life, when you wake up, isn't it grand. if they made a museum for people like us, it would be a cycle of empty frames. of ruined videos. of songs with a voicecrack. all the little plaques reading some variation of a theme. here is where my work would stand if someone like me could actually get published in this fucking industry. here is the work i tried to make, before my agency was stripped from me. here is the placeholder of my dreams, but i could not afford them in this society.

if you keep walking, out in the greenhouse out back, the whole world is full of color. every fabric and fortuneteller and feverdream we spat out in despite. centuries of brightness, of novelty, of exploration. of talent, of wisdom, of creativity.

there is only one sign here in this alexandrian library. the sign acts like an epitaph. you already know what it says, don't you. THIS ISN'T ART, it tells you.

the blankets. the chef-level 5-course meals. the carefully-colored journal pages. the abandoned works-in-progress. the library of fanfiction. the margin drawings. somewhere in there, an actress makes a face, and you think - oh shit! she's really broken! but then she smiles at you, winking. she could do it, you know. she could always act like a starbeam. it's just that his name is the one scrolling at the bottom. she hadn't wanted to undress for him. she goes home and gets forgotten. in our museum, another blank frame goes up on the wall.

they'll give him an award, looking to the camera with almost an apology. he will laugh ruefully. nobody will do anything. little white strings will drip from his fingers. young boys in film studies will continue to chainsmoke while explaining how beautiful it is that there's violence in those scenes. she couldn't have done it without him pushing, he'll tell you, shrugging.

but what if, you wonder. what if he had never existed? without him, what else could we be making? all that time and love and spirit, allowed back into the light. into knowledge. what has he taken, to give us his art?

and is it a trade worth making?

[akkivee]

autumn is the best season actually!!!!! 🍂🍁🌰

[roachemoji]

my man bald n balless 😔

[visionsofmagic]

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