Charles Johnson went on a rant last Thursday about the Trumps’ visit to Houston. Apparently POTUS & FLOTUS didn’t wade through the flooded streets, therefore he lied about visiting the destruction of Hurricane Harvey, even though he and his wife viewed it from the air. Johnson posted it on LGF and on Twitter at 11:59AM.
Five and half hours later, he reposted the Tweet, but something changed:
Johnson turned Melania into a wet t-shirt contest contestant with a cheap image effect and updated his bog post at 5:24PM. Who knows why.
A Throbbing Tweet™ is in order:
Right, Charles. Although it’s literally true that the pre-election surveillance was not “wiretapping” per se, yet that’s the vernacular term for spying, by whatever means, and it was done illegally via the Obama Administration. Hell, even the left wing media confirmed it.
Charles, how are you benefiting by promoting such easily debunked propaganda? You have to be getting bucks for sucks because no sentient with a soul would post that kinda garbage.
On a lighter note, how about posting a guitar etude or two? Maybe even something you composed yourself. Every single talented guitar player I’ve ever met recorded him/herself playing solo because there’s a big ego involved, like yours.
Post it and we’ll promote it. You have nothing to lose, and it might boost your self-serving GoFundMe account.
Then there’s this. Charles threw Little Debbie under the bus.
Keep your heads down, folks. That’s some serious squirrelly.
From the Lions, Tigers & Bears Department:
The Trump Administration Is Full Of Vampires, Zombies, Evil Scientists, Nazis & Assholes
Propublica? Yeah, sure. No reporting bias there.
If that is true, it means that Gusano and Johnson missed the filing deadlines to apply for the positions of Ingeniero Sanitario de la Embajada de Argentina and Internet Fair Practices Enforcement Monitor and Nazi Detector Czar in a timely manner.
OMG! DEATH PANELS! Not all of Johnson’s TwitterRats buy into his hysterical bloviating bullcrap:
Charles, how many times can you pants yourself on the internet before you realize that you’re the joke of the butt?
Ignoring Charles Johnson’s amateur headline typo, he has no clue what he’s talking about. Massive protests? Nope. Effective? Nah. Will they change anything for the better? Au contraire, Monsieur Circonférence.
First, there’s no ban on muslims. Secondly, there’s nothing in the U.S. Constitution that forbids immigration restriction. Thirdly, the immigrants in question these days aren’t poor destitute women and children, the elderly and infirm, fleeing war-ravaged countries or from religious persecution. They’re not 7 year-olds who swam the Atlantic either. They’re cowardly infiltrators who abandoned their own families to wage their demonic jihad outside of their own countries of origin. It’s no secret, and Charles Johnson has known this for over a decade.
Charles doesn’t get out much these days, but he keeps trying to hook up with young deranged women like Ms. Nicole Ghio. So who is she?
I don’t know, Babs, but I do know this. Nicole’s a contributor to HuffPo, hasn’t posted in almost a year, and her Twitterbanner with description is a headscratcher given the topic she and Charles seem to be railing about.
So is a 63 year-old Johnson courting the young Ms. Nicole for a gig on HuffPo? If anyone knows, please give her a heads-up. The Big Boy with #stompyfeets is an unrepentant recidivist backstabber.
BTW, Charles, you’re a mess.