Yes All Women Are Like That 0019 – E. Jean Claims She Was Raped By Trump At The Age Of 52 In Her New Book. First World White Girl Problems Indeed!
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Ya know… TGO wanted to do a nice, calm, relaxing podcast today talking about his personal life and what’s going on. Girls. Weather. Fluffy bunnie rabbits and kittens.
But no. That doesn’t appear to be an option today. The Podcast Gods have commanded that The Great One must lose his shit and scream at the interwebz.
Let the games begin.
Look, ladies, we know that you’re all upset and everything about the wall that so unexpectedly but so devastatingly smacks you in your unbelieving faces, but no amount of fantasy make believe is going to get any of us to believe for even a moment that someone would want to rape you at 50 years old. You ladies could stride alone down a dark alley on New Year’s Eve in Cologne and you’d be safer than a soy boy at a screening of Revenge of the Nerds.
Ladies, you’re just not desirable. And that’s before you’ve even opened your mouths and seriously confirmed our first impressions. Apparently the #MeToo movement is now about equality – even the old, ugly, and inform can get raped too! This isn’t even scraping the bottom of the barrel; this is stripping the barrel into individual planks and examining the cracks for leftover sludge particles. Nobody will believe any of you ever again. You’ve jumped the shark, you’ve cried wolf too often, you’ve rung the warning bell so many times that all you’re gonna get from us is a bemused grunt as we turn over and pull the covers up around our uncaring ears. Every time in the future that one of you cries Me Too! we’re all going to collapse into peals of laughter while we point to pictures of this skank has-been.
https://pushingrubberdownhill.com/2019/06/23/aging-hag-says-trump-raped-her/
Where is Adam wrong? “Nobody will believe any of you ever again.”
No one leftard is going to stop believing every pound me too declaration. Every cuck who has a corporate job will continue to articulate support for pound me too cunts because they have to keep their jobs to keep paying taxes so welfare can be given to the inferior people who are going to out breed the cucks and exterminate them.
Where is Adam right? Pretty much every other word.
The idea that any one, let alone a billionaire, is going to rape a 52 year old woman is beyond belief. That’s the sort of thing you have to go to college to believe.
The media have called attention to photos showing Carroll in attendance at a 1995 event with Trump at Mar-a-Lago, which would seem to refute his claim that he “never met this person,” but so what? Trump is a famous guy who meets lots of people, and he can’t remember all of them. Besides which, Carroll claims their encounter happened in midtown Manhattan, not Palm Beach, Florida. My hunch is that this story, which got saturation coverage on CNN and MSNBC yesterday, will have zero political impact. Only people who already hate Trump will believe it, and everybody else will see it as further evidence that the #MeToo movement has become a witch hunt. Even if you believe Jean Carroll is telling the truth, how convenient is it that she saves the story of this alleged felony for a book published nearly 25 years afterwards?
https://theothermccain.com/2019/06/22/the-worst-metoo-smear-yet/
The point of E. Jean making this up isn’t to do political damage to Trump.
The point is for E. Jean to get attention and sell books. Trump is not the target. Other women are the target. E. Jean is attempting to boost herself above the competition (other women).
“It’s just as bad for people to believe it, particularly when there is zero evidence,” Trump said. “Worse still for a dying publication to try to prop itself up by peddling fake news—it’s an epidemic.”
Trump also denounced false rape accusations for diminishing the seriousness of real assault cases.
“If anyone has information that the Democratic Party is working with Ms. Carroll or New York Magazine, please notify us as soon as possible,” Trump wrote. “The world should know what’s really going on. It is a disgrace and people should pay dearly for such false accusations.”
Attempting to appeal to women with this whole line of fake rape accusations diminish the seriousness of real rape is a total waste of time.
Women hate other women. If you think women give a flying fuck about other women being raped I have a bridge to sell you.
Carroll is now at least the 16th woman to accuse Donald Trump of sexual misconduct and the 14th to accuse Moonves of similar offenses. The incidents, which date from the 1990s, are highly specific and related with dark humor. Moonves is compared by Carroll to an octopus, and Trump, she writes, “yammers about himself like he’s Alexander the Great ready to loot Babylon.” But she is clear, sometimes clinical, about the violence she experienced. Moonves frantically kisses and gropes her in a hotel elevator moments after she finished interviewing him for an article. The Trump story is even darker.
http://nymag.com/intelligencer/2019/06/president-donald-trump-faces-new-rape-accusation.html
And if you read the excert from her book at the link below E. Jean yammers about herself, endlessly, as if she were at any point in her life an attractive woman. And fabric. She has a thing for fabric.
The whole episode lasts no more than three minutes. I do not believe he ejaculates. I don’t remember if any person or attendant is now in the lingerie department. I don’t remember if I run for the elevator or if I take the slow ride down on the escalator. As soon as I land on the main floor, I run through the store and out the door — I don’t recall which door — and find myself outside on Fifth Avenue.
And that was my last hideous man. The Donna Karan coatdress still hangs on the back of my closet door, unworn and unlaundered since that evening. And whether it’s my age, the fact that I haven’t met anyone fascinating enough over the past couple of decades to feel “the sap rising,” as Tom Wolfe put it, or if it’s the blot of the real-estate tycoon, I can’t say. But I have never had sex with anybody ever again.
https://www.thecut.com/2019/06/donald-trump-assault-e-jean-carroll-other-hideous-men.html
She’s never had sex with anyone since Trump.
Because . . . she was 52 years old and getting older. Who would have sex with her? I wouldn’t fuck this bint with Adam Piggott’s dick.
When E. Jean Carroll – possibly the liveliest woman in the world and author of Ask E. Jean in Elle Magazine – realized that her eight million readers and question-writers all seemed to have one thing in common – problems caused by men – she hit the road. Criss-crossing the country with her blue-haired poodle Lewis Carroll, E. Jean stopped in every town named after a woman between Eden, Vermont and Tallulah, Louisiana to ask women the crucial question: What Do We Need Men For?
E. Jean gave her rollicking road trip a sly, stylish turn when she deepened the story, creating a list called “The Most Hideous Men of My Life,” and began to reflect on her own sometimes very dark history with the opposite sex. What advice would she have given to her past selves – as Miss Cheerleader USA and Miss Indiana University? Or as the fearless journalist, television host and eventual advice columnist she became? E. Jean intertwines the stories of the outspoken people she meets on her road trip with her own history of bad behavior (from mafia bosses, media titans, boyfriends, husbands, a serial killer, and others) creating a decidedly dark yet hopeful, hilarious and thrilling narrative. Her answer to the question What Do We Need Men For? will shock men and delight women.
Men. All you are is problems.
Keep pretending there is not a war against men. Maybe it will go away.
Pray for E. Jean. Pray for your enemies. They know not what they do.
And smash that like button.
Call it “satire” if that helps you sleep at night. We all know that Men > Women. It’s a biological fact.
Do not buy E. Jean’s book via my Amazon affiliate link at cls.link/amazon. I would rather not have your money than you spend your money on this shit.
“But Great One” you ask, “How will you affort to buy this Supergirl figurine you don’t need?” I do appreciate your concern. I’ll figure it out.
I’m a man.
Send some commies and E. Jean to Canada. They said they would go if the Trumpenfuhrer was elected President but they are too dumb to figure out Canada is to the north and too poor to get there ’cause they have liberal arts degrees. Commies To Canada.
Bitcoin me bitches and bitchettes. It’s the only crypto-currency that can be used to buy anything.
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She is fondly remembering when she was raped by Trump. Pound Me Too!
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“every town named after a woman between Eden, Vermont”
Umm, pretty sure Eden wasn’t named for a woman. She might want to do a little reading. Shouldn’t be too hard to find a copy of the most popular book ever printed.
Yes but women hate anything which is more popular than them. Thus it’s unlikely E. Jean will be cracking any popular books soon.