Nice catch, Charles.
A momentary flash of lucid self-reflection. But he did just retweet one of his patrons’ tweets calling for donations to his Sterno-fund.
Gus, the Architectural exams are tough to pass for a reason (public health and safety) but the medical exams are even tougher for the same reasons. Thank God you’re not a doctor, otherwise all your patients would be like:
Good luck on your GoFundMe foray and we wish you well. We chipped in.
Q: Did your buddy Charles Johnson pitch in?
Charles, you’re a mess.
Okay, so Charles C. Johnson got a photo op with Rep. Dana Rohrabacher in London and suddenly he’s a player, pulling strings for Julian Assange as an insider. Yeah, right. Charles F. Johnson stretched it into an accusation that Charles C. Johnson is a neonazi.
BUT WAIT! THERE’S MORE!
CCJ responded to CFJ in kind:
Everyone knows the connection between Anders Breivik and Charles F. Johnson, but he’s a homo? Sure, Foster’s got a hardon for The Redbeardo, but that doesn’t fly because PAM.
The level of stupid is nearing 11.
In 16 years Charles Johnson mentioned only his mother and his brother. Now he claims to have relatives that could have perished in the WTC attacks, but they didn’t, and any one of us could claim the same damn unprovable thing.
That’s some amazing unfettered idiocy right there.
I never cared much for Bob Dylan. He was talented but too pretentious for my taste. On the other hand, I hereby dedicate this song, on behalf of The Diary of Daedalus, to Charles F. Johnson & Viscous Bouche, aka Alouette.
Update: Apparently a lot of people took notice of Johnson’s Idiot Wind, including Weasel Zippers and The Washington Times. Many (of the 38k+ banned) ex-lizards ressponded in the comments sections of both. Enjoy.
With everything that’s going on in the news lately, Johnson always manages to find nothing and then post about it. Amazing.