Saturday, January 31, 2026

Circle of Life Redux

I'm getting a running start here by repurposing some of my prose from five years ago, because that  story has now taken a hilarious twist, so if some of this sounds familiar, bear with me. 

As some of you may remember, once upon a time, back in my Twitter day, I got myself suspended for life (without appeal)  for referring to a wingnut who stepped to me on Twitter as "trash".  Really.  That's all it took, which is wild considering the level of paint-peeling invective, disinformation, violent rhetoric and subornation of outright treason that went on unmentioned and unpunished, especially among the Bluechecks, in the Twitter sewer every hour of every day.  And, as you may have noticed, has only gotten exponentially worse.

(Note: I was later unbanned for life because I waited a year, appealed again, and apparently this time there was a different team of caffeinated thralls staffing Elmo's server room who couldn't figure out why I'd been banned in the first place.) 

Anyway, at the time one of my most dogged internet minders who delighted at my expulsion was this goof.  He was a recent Never Trumper convert from the GOP (pay particular attention because it comes up later) who took great umbrage at the fact that I wasn't lining up to kiss the Lincoln Lads' collective asses.  This was not an uncommon sentiment among many savvy Liberals at the time -- savvy Liberals who directed tons of "Shut up!  Sit down!  The enemy of my enemy is my supervisor and so forth" shit my way back when I was just about the only voice out there trying to sound the alarm.  


Well shortly thereafter Lincoln Lad co-founder and fake internet tough-guy, Rick Wilson, decided it was time to seize the spotlight so he saddled up his Twitter account say some objectively ridiculous shit (no, he wasn't banned for life -- this is not that story, and I don't think that )  
And it put me in minded of Mr. Carter and his umbrage and I wondered, somewhat idly, if time and tide had tempered his foolishness.  

So I asked a friend of mine with an active Twitter account to check in on him and, well...

And in 2021 that was the rest of the story.But no longer.  Because you'll never guess where 2021 anti-Trump GOP convert and Lincoln Lad fan boy finds himself in 2026.He is account has been fully restored to Twitter and now -- as a dog returns to its vomit -- he is a full-on, America First, MAGA goon, who co-hosts an adorable little show on Rumble every Sunday night and everything.  And as of this writing, this his pinned Tweet on TwitterX:
By the way, in case you are unfamiliar, that word he is using to describe Don Lemon?  "Frociaggine"?  That's a highly derogatory term for homosexual.  A final accent piece which really pulls Mr. Carter's persona together, don't you think?  Does any of this surprise me?Of course not.  And by now it shouldn't surprise you either.

The Axe Forgets
But The Tree Remembers


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