This is a house in my actual neighborhood. Prior to the presidential election, all they had were the laughable “CHOOSE FREEDOM, VOTE REPUBLICAN” sign as well as the requisite Potato / Puppet sign that 74 million other racists in the country proudly plopped onto their properties.
Full disclosure, I deliberately went on walks in my neighborhood in many of the days after it was called that Joe Biden was the elected winner, because the weather wasn’t terrible, I wanted to get out of the house, take my daughter out in the stroller to get some fresh air, but most importantly, take inventory of all the racists in the neighborhood to see who was taking their signs down and who wasn’t.
At one point, this specific house took their signs down. I was pleased. If there’s one thing that the regime of the baked potato really exposed was that there are a frighteningly high amount of racists in this country, and are proud to tell everyone they are, and no more indicative than a sign for the potato and his puppet, and despite the fact that the baked potato losing isn’t going to magically take the racism out of all 74 million of his dumbass supporters, ignorance is bliss, and I’d rather all these assholes go back into obscurity.
But because Georgia has become ground zero for the next major battleground, the Senate, where two run-off elections that will decide the two remaining seats that will determine whether Mitch McConnell will have control or not, the political bullshit most certainly has not ended here, and has in fact, gotten kind of worse, than before the presidential election. I’ve literally received mail from Democratic boosters in other states, bemoaning the importance of my vote in Georgia, and how the royal we control the fate of the country in our hands.
On the right, we have Kelly Loeffler and David Purdue, two literal sock puppets who have a tremendous track record for insider trading and other self-interests, but are firmly entrenched in their positions because the country has 74 million racists that auto-vote for the names that their lord kings tell them to vote for.
And on the left, we have Reverend Raphael Warnock and Jon Ossoff vying to oust their opponents. I like Warnock, but I can kind of understand why Ossoff turns voters off, seeing as how he already lost a very public special election, but the reality is that I’d rather vote for a Vidalia onion and a boiled peanut over Loeffler and Purdue.
But once it was established that all eyes would be on Georgia entering 2021, not only has Georgia seen no shortage of political bullshit, the brainless Republican supporters are tripling down, digging their heels in, and continuing to root for their parade of assholes like Loeffler and Purdue, and the signs are popping up in droves.
And in the case of this clown in my neighborhood, not only did they plant their own Loeffler and Purdue signs in their yard, they went ahead and put back their baked potato sign, as if it’s like a Game Genie that will enhance the chances of these self-serving insider traders.
Not lost is the irony of the JOY sign with the religious undertones, in perfect harmony with the racists they’re vehemently supporting.
Frankly, I think it’s just that, that annoys me the most, is that baked potato worshippers look for any excuse to shoehorn their pathetic fandom over an orange clown into any scenario, no matter what.
I’m sure they all remember when the baked potato publicly lambasted Yosemite Sam’s decision to put Kelly Loeffler into the Senate, and demanded that he instead admit Doug Collins instead, to which he ignored and put Loeffler in instead, probably because she was going to give him a cut of whatever insider trading she was going to do while in.
Regardless, I’m not trying to be funny with the headline; what I’d really like for Christmas is for people to put their political signs away. Potato fanatics in 2016 loved to bemoan that Democrats should get over it, after Hillary Clinton lost, but now they’re completely incapable of taking their own advice four years later, and are looking so sad and pathetic in the process. But their staunch determination to never give up and keep all their bullshit paraphernalia up in the process is also so sad and pathetic.
A clown that lives catty corner to my house literally has a potato flag in their foyer skylight, and has given it up-lighting at night so that it literally illuminates in the dark. My house, and all the surrounding homes have Christmas lights and decorations, and this house literally has nothing but a glowing fucking baked potato flag.
I put my Joe sign away a week after the election because frankly it was now in the past, and I didn’t want to look pathetic and like I was rubbing it in or anything. I wish those on the other side could tuck their tails between their legs, get the fuck over it, and put their shit away, because I’m so embarrassed for them, that it affects my mood, and I don’t need that bullshit in my life.
All I can hope for is positive results on January 6th, and then these racists have run out of GOP bullshit to support. Maybe then, they’ll put their shit away, and go back into being more anonymous racists among the 74 million other Americans that are just like them. I’ll be legitimately happy when I don’t have see another political sign again for like a year, no matter who it’s for.
