Who did you cast your presidential vote for in 2024? Was it Donald Trump and his stuffing-free sock puppet sidekick, J. D. Vance? If so, odds are you did so for one of two reasons, which may actually be one really big reason viewed from two slightly different angles. But I’ll get to that in a minute. Let’s take a closer look to see what might be behind this brutally stupid thing you’ve done. Here we go.

Scenario One

You voted for Don because first and foremost, you thought there was something in it for you, and that was enough.

It is a fact supported by mountains of objective evidence that Donald Trump is a toxically narcissistic, serially-lying-34x-convicted-felon sex-abusing wanna-be tyrant, who attempted to gut the constitutional foundations of the U.S. by wrecking the peaceful transfer of power in an election he lost, because he was mad. And that litany of dysfunctions, along with its capacity to propagate and negatively affect other individuals, groups of individuals, or the stability of society in general, presented no significant problem for you, provided you continued to feel that you could get what you wanted out of the deal.

And this makes you, at the very least, enormously selfish and thoughtless, and possibly far worse.

Or…

Scenario Two

You voted for Don because it simply didn’t matter to you how his aggressive treatment of other people might affect or harm them, people other than you, I mean. To seriously consider how an endorsing presidential win for Trump might embolden his hoards of idiot followers with similarly violent tendencies didn’t seem important to you.

Even worse, you might actually like the fact that Trump’s treatment of others is cruel, and he intentionally defiles civility with an endless stream of toxic verbal diarrhea.

Either way, this means your capacity to judge the broad context and implications of any event more complicated than a fucking coin toss is stunted to the point of absent. The red flags that make up the mosaic of your deficiencies, viewed from a safe distance, clearly spell out “DEVELOPMENTALLY CHALLENGED”. Meaning you are. Developmentally challenged. Sorry to belabor the point, but there’s a good chance you’ve still missed it. So, one more time—

It’s developmental, stupid.

Let’s explain it again, in yet another way—you can’t be trusted with the burden of making responsible decisions that also affect other, smarter, less selfish, more highly developed tax-paying citizens. Or maybe you actually are capable, but just ridiculously lazy and superficial, sort of an unconscious twist on the Selfish Theme. Or if we slice this hog open with Occam’s Razor, we find you’re just fucking stupid.

Don’t take it too hard, you have plenty of company, and thanks to the tools much brighter people have made, like the internet, you morons can gather together in herds where no one will notice your atrocious spelling and gross vulnerability to the full and complete list of logical fallacies.

As a sidenote: If you’re concerned raw stupidity may be the culprit, here’s a way to tell. Have you shared or “liked” a meme where Don’s face was pasted on Rambo’s body, or he was portrayed as a superhero, or was pictured with Jesus, like the incomprehensibly ironic image below?

If so, case closed—you are stupid. Do not trust what you think, about anything, because your brain is a hot mess, and anything it produces is bound to be fucking gibberish. For your own safety, and the safety of others, go sit in the truck. Someone will be along shortly. Don’t touch anything.

Love,
C.S. Ghost

(P.S., That fucking meme! Doesn’t it sort of look like Jesus is doing to Don what Don has been doing to American Representative Democracy? I hope he is. And grabbing him by the pussy, too.)