Dana

Traitor isn't a race and veteran wasn't meant to be a caste above every other American. Your supposed status as a veteran has no weight in this conversation beyond showing that you have violated the oath. Have your owners teach you some new material.

Jesus FUCKING Christ, Massie. Every time I think Congress has finally scraped the absolute bottom of the barrel of useless, self-important, backstabbing assholes, you come crawling out from underneath it like a syphilitic fucking sewer rat with a superiority complex and a desperate need for somebody, ANYBODY, to give a shit what you think. You’ve spent your entire worthless career as a preening, self-righteous little bitch who never actually did a goddamn thing except clap for the cameras, cash the checks, and jerk yourself off about how principled you are while the rest of the party actually tried to win. You're a walking participation trophy with a congressional pension, the political equivalent of a wet fart in an elevator who somehow convinced himself he's Thomas fucking Jefferson. And now, for your grand fucking finale, you’re counting “eight impeachable acts” like some pious little altar boy with a hard-on for losing, because Pete Hegseth is effective, the war is going the way your voters wanted, and your colleagues aren’t stupid enough to follow a lame-duck loser into a political suicide pact. Eight! EIGHT! Congratulations, you sanctimonious dipshit. Did you count them all by yourself, or did you need your Democrat buddies to take your shoes off so you could get past ten? And since you've suddenly appointed yourself the nation's supreme authority on military accountability, let's revisit Lloyd fucking Austin. The Secretary of Defense vanished into a hospital for days, the President wasn't informed, his own deputy didn't know the full circumstances, and the Pentagon's chain of command looked like a goddamn Three Stooges reunion. WHERE THE FUCK WAS CAPTAIN ACCOUNTABILITY THEN, YOU SPINELESS, TWO-FACED LITTLE SHITSTAIN? No impeachment crusade. No constitutional sermon. No theatrical outrage. Apparently your principles were buried somewhere between your pinecone collection and whatever Democrat's ass you were kissing that week. But Hegseth starts kicking ass, and suddenly the mighty Thomas Massie emerges from his woodland fucking monastery, clutching his impeachment articles like Moses descending Mount Sinai, ready to lecture everybody about constitutional responsibility. Spare me the sanctimonious horseshit, you gutless fraud. You've become the Democrats' favorite useful Republican, a pompous, backstabbing jackass who mistakes sabotaging his own party for some grand demonstration of moral superiority. You're the political equivalent of a hemorrhoid that learned to quote the Federalist Papers. And the funniest fucking part? Kentucky finally saw through the act. After years of listening to you congratulate yourself for being the smartest, bravest, most principled man in Washington, your own voters apparently decided they'd rather have an empty fucking chair than another term of your insufferable bullshit. Imagine possessing an ego so catastrophically inflated that getting your ass handed to you at the ballot box only convinces you the country desperately needs MORE of your unsolicited wisdom. You're the drunk asshole being thrown out of the bar who keeps screaming that HE'S the one who decided to leave. And now, with the clock running out on your miserable congressional career, you're spending your remaining political oxygen trying to kneecap an administration your own party elected. What an extraordinary fucking achievement. Years in Congress, and your farewell performance is practically indistinguishable from something written by the Democratic National Committee. You had an opportunity to leave Washington with whatever scraps of dignity you had left. Instead, you've chosen to spend your final days as a bitter little political cockroach, desperately scrambling for relevance while the lights go out. So here's some advice, Tommy. Go clear out your empty office, go fuck yourself with that pinecone on the way out, and take your resume full of nothing with you. You're a pathetic, irrelevant, treasonous clown who peaked as a meme, and your greatest congressional accomplishment was demonstrating just how fucking unbearable one self-important asshole can become. Now take your persecution complex, your worthless political legacy, and your bottomless reservoir of self-righteous horseshit, shove it all straight up your ass, and FUCK ALL THE WAY OFF, you pinecone-sucking, zero-accomplishment, traitor-ass motherfucker. 🖕

oh you dont huh. 2 day difference. You guys really wanna see more of our troops dead in the ground dont ya

When American POWs tried to sneak her notes with their personal information to tell their families they were still alive, she gave them to the North Vietnamese. Some of them were beaten to death. You are both commies and you can both fuck off.

You answered your question with my answer dumbass... Weak-kneed men like the ones you support sold out to old child molesters...

America is a kiddie diddler's paradise... Simple...

Black skin , white masks 🎭-frantz fanon

If I’m an asshole to you, it’s because you deserve it And no one with a fake avatar, “joined April 2025” blue check account should comment on anyone else’s dick size

I am a woman from Iran. Let me tell you honestly how women like me see politicians like you in America, women who speak about freedom from the safety of Congress while sympathizing with our killers under Islamic regimes. You stand next to the American flag, speaking about freedom. Now you launch campaigns saying, “No War With Iran.” Now I want to introduce you to a brave Iranian woman who understood America better than you ever will. Her name is Sara Saeidi. Born and raised in Iran. 39 years old. A mother of two daughters, 19 and 6. She was shot in the head for the “crime” of peacefully protesting while wearing a sweatshirt that said MANHATTAN, with the American flag beneath it. While you stood in Congress under that flag, she carried its name on her chest, not as symbolism for a photo opportunity but as a dream. Three days after she was killed, her body was returned to her family only after threats and money were taken from them. They were banned from holding a proper funeral. Authorities falsified the circumstances of her death. That is the regime you refuse to confront clearly. She wanted the freedom Manhattan represents, the freedom to live without fear, without morality police, without a bullet in her head. The same freedom protected by the Constitution you swore to uphold. You speak of “No War With Iran,” but you refuse to condemn the war being waged against us, the Iranian people, by the Islamic Republic. More than 30,000 unarmed civilians have been killed. Women blinded. Teenagers hanged. Mothers executed. When American lawmakers like you reduce this reality to a partisan talking point, you do the regime’s work for it. Dictatorships thrive when moral clarity disappears and when lawmakers choose ambiguity instead of standing firmly with victims. You call yourself anti war. But where is your condemnation of the regime’s massacre? Where is your outrage at its war against its own people? You are anti-Iranian women.💔 Peace without justice is surrender. Your hatred of President Trump appears stronger than your love for America, stronger than your love for Manhattan, for freedom, for women’s rights. That is why you sound sympathetic to the Islamic Republic while remaining silent about women like Sara, like me, and like millions of Iranians who are victims of this barbaric regime. You celebrating hijab day in Manhattan in beautiful New York and watching women get killed in Iran for not wearing hijab. I dare you to share the picture of Sara, and say no to the war being wage by Islamist terrorist on us, Iranians.

Dear USA Olympic Team I don’t wanna hear one muthafuckin word about your goddamn problems with ICE, TRUMP, or AMERICA. You chose to go over there to represent this country and that's what the fuck you should do. Don’t nobody wanna hear nothing about how it “brings up mixed emotions to represent the U.S. right now.” DONT nobody need your muthafuckin America-hating asses out their demeaning our country on the world stage. It's old it's tired its ghetto and its trifling. Its just like Ricki Gervais said: Do your muthafucking job. Accept your muthafucking award. And fuck off right back home to the country you hate but won't fucking leave. Am I clear bitches?

Answer for ya.. Why would you not mask when a deadly virus infected the world? You wouldn’t want to die like my BIL of Covid in 2020. You’ll prove the rest of the world is right the day it stops infecting, killing and crippling people. You’re wrong.