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The week ends as May begins and the madness continues. It must be a living hell trying to serve as Julius Geezer's lawyer. The criminal case against James Comey will be an absolute clown show IF it makes it to trial. The "86" business from the mentally deficient occupant of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue alone will be insanity for the ages. Meanwhile, a MAGA influencer comes in from the cold and she comes in with receipts.  

Whiskey Pete goes to the Senate. It wasn't pretty, but at least he didn't projectile vomit on the table. 

A listner remarked to me after I closed the show that my conversations with David in Oregon are "Masters-level information." What we do here is unlike any other broadcast. 

Godamighty, but they're a loathsome lot. A servile broadcast 4th Estate refuses to do its job. Only comedians can tell the truth, and the dictator's concubine calls for his head, after which the Kuckold Kaiser follows suit. They're at war with poor people, disabled people, and allllllll the queers. He wants his godforsaken mug on passports and the money. HOw much can one Republic stand?

LIHOP or MIHOP? Me, I'm a LIHOPper. No way a guy goes swanning around D.C. with a shotgun and no one notices. The reactions afterward were even more stupid. 

The Chief Justice of the Supreme Court is a goddamned crook. 

Nitwit Nero naps (again) during cabinet meeting . . . now with a drooping mouth! Ousted Navy Secretary sacked because he couldn't get a bunch of battleships built by 2028 (hint: no one could). The Man Who Looks Like Rancid Hot Dog Water smells is in a full-on panic. Speaking of panic, Jumbo Justice has the flop sweats since his $300 loan got called. 

Y'all, this is the toughest month The HORN has ever faced. We're $5,000 in the hole and that makes creating independent, commercial-free, non-capitalist radio extremely difficult. I hear from so many people who tell me what this program means to them. If you can, please consider chipping in to help keep this all going.

Sorry about yesterday, but . . . 

Today was still even weirder still.

We don't have a Secretary of the Navy when the Navy is committing piracy on the High Seas? Poor Admirals Halsey and Nimitz and the rest, their names besmirched by a gang of pusillanimous salute-snappers. 

CW/TW: the repulsive world of "Motherless" and "Zzz."

Incel creep is scaring the MAGAT "intelligentsia." Chuckles Kirk's pitiful replacement wants to secede Northern Virginia. Trash Patel's pettifogger files suit against The Atlantic. Nitwit Nero threatens Iran again/some more as the United States Navy commits (more) piracy on the high seas for Orange Julius.

In the wake of JesusGate, MAGATS begin to question whether they've elevated the Antichrist. Twenty MAGATS tell Julius Geezer to pound sand in FISA vote. More from RFK's really bad, awful, no-good day. PsychoBibi thumbs his nose at Cankles Caligula and takes the starch out Nitwit Nero's "deal' with Iran. Sen. Tammy Duckworth hammers President Bonespurs in a truly epic jeremiad from the well of the Senate.