Today seems as good a time as any for reflecting upon the inanities that have been raised above we mere mortal knuckle-draggers, both in a literal and figurative sense.
Space cadets springs to mind, thanks to fawning coverage of Jeff Bezos spending God knows how much money to send his plastic squeeze and some other chicas into space for a joyride since his rocket company can't seem to get any press otherwise.
Normally, taking some women in skin tight spandex, pretending they're 'astronauts' going into 'space' as a 'rocket ship crew' would make for a laughably entertaining movie. Schmaybe shades of Galaxy Quest if any of the chicas were as adept at humor as Sigourney Weaver and the writers anywhere near as polished.
But this was a Bezos production, starring his trashy, over-bosomed bosom-buddy Lauren Sanchez, who doubled as costume - sorry. 'Crew' uniform designer, accompanied by an odd little coffee klatch of middle-aged trinkets, one actual astro-physicist, and Oprah's buddy Gayle King thrown in for some reason.
The uniforms the delightful Ms Sanchez designed were certainly first rate hootchie and very blue, which suits the company's name. And I'd bet good money she's been told it's her best color.
They also had the advantage of being probably the least amount of her cleavage anyone has ever seen in public. That was refreshing.
Now, I'm sure there were safety considerations in the cabin for the other passengers dealing with the lack of gravity for a minute here and there during the joyride. Had her enormous, questionably natural endowments escaped their earthly restraints, there might well have been injuries sustained and lawsuits to follow.
Blue Origin’s all-female crew, including Katy Perry and Lauren Sanchez set for glammed-up space launch https://t.co/ja1jLe6mPP pic.twitter.com/MZYw2W7hVo
— New York Post (@nypost) April 13, 2025
Most of the women seemed jazzed about climbing in the capsule for the supersonic swoop skyward and gentle float back, except for Ms King.
Her face reflected a certain amount of trepidation as the others fairly skipped to load on up.
Gayle be all, 'Vurt da furk I doin' here?'
REPLAY: A New Shepard tradition pic.twitter.com/dSexRmoZl7
— Blue Origin (@blueorigin) April 14, 2025
'I'M TOO OLD FOR THIS S**T' FACE
I’m howling. Poor Gayle King - she really doesn’t wanna go to space - how tight is that contract?? #BlueOrigin pic.twitter.com/gSTCHImba8
— not pop culture (@notpopc) April 14, 2025
Well. I am here to tell you that their whole eleven minutes from hell went great. Everyone arrived home safely.
As Sanchez said in an interview before their death-defying launch into the unknown:
IT'S ALL ABOUT WHAT WE BRING BACK
That interview looked like a battle of the troutpout fake faces. https://t.co/bsnw3qlzDu
— tree hugging s*ster 🎃 (@WelbornBeege) April 14, 2025
Wee little Bezos was so thrilled to have his bosom buddy back, he face-planted, scooting around the capsule and making kissy faces at his trout pout pal.
Jeff Bezos takes a tumble as he excitedly greets fiancée Lauren Sanchez after Blue Origin space flight https://t.co/VoVZVFlHdQ pic.twitter.com/fMEFAsaoIU
— New York Post (@nypost) April 14, 2025
Eleven minutes can change your life, especially if you didn't pay for it or have to do a single thing to earn it or do any work cuz you were just there for the ride.
And now you will never shut up about how deep you are.
Says the woman who just went to space on a man's dime, in a rocket invented by a man etc etc 😂😭
— @stevenvoiceover (@stevenvoiceover) April 14, 2025
God bless America, no?
At least, whatever the circumstances, these frothy adventurers can say they went for a real rocket ride, and that's pretty cool.
Whatever pretentiousness emerges afterward is no harm, no foul. Gayle King's show is tanking - this won't save it. Katy Perry will keep singing, Sanchez will have new surgical enhancements and won't spare the world the viewing.
Basically, the girls went up and down, and that was that. Zero effect on our lives other than the opportunity for continued hilarity...
A lot of people are dunking on this supposed commercialized stunt, but there isn't a single guy on this entire planet who doesn't want to launch 6 women he knows into outer space. https://t.co/XtEG4WlwM2
— Stephen L. Miller (@redsteeze) April 14, 2025
...and classic masculine jibes.
BREAKING: The rims on the Blue Origin capsule-- https://t.co/W7OV4HtH2x pic.twitter.com/MgA5T2UUaL
— ₩₳Ɽ ₱₳₮Ⱨ (@WarPath2pt0) April 14, 2025
And best of all, for once, it wasn't our money.
The space cadet we can't ignore is the one who is also becoming convinced she's a philosopher of Zen proportions.
A woman-child whose burbling warbles are really only a vacuous stream of consciousness exercise in any rational setting, but because she is who she is at the moment, she has a platform - a massive one at that.
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
AOC is the moment's Progressive Princess, being shepherded by an octogenarian Svengali.
Only because there is no one else.
Unlike the space vixens, however, AOC's daffiness is lent credence by her elected status and now her increasing celebrity in the face of a dearth of Democratic starpower.
She's the show, however inane, however much the others resent it, and however dangerous the drivel she mouths.
She also cleans up nicely for an avowed socialist, which also works in her favor. It lends her an air of sophistication that's borrowed, not natural.
Particularly when they drop her on a stage with other anti-American progressives to pretend she's an intellectual. A few there have some claim to the 'intellectual elite' sobriquet, but all of whom are doing their level best to destroy the fabric that holds - or held - this country together after their own fashion.
This chick is gobsmacking. What she says while posed in her serious, gorgeous dress spread out just so on the couch with her subdued, ladylike heels is vile, ignorant, and gobsmackingly stupid. Set against the backdrop of an American flag.
The framing is so perfect.
'A small, incompetent cohort of people' coming out of HER mouth - she who has never contributed a single, solitary, tangible thing to improve what she's waxing so philosophically against here is the ultimate in hubris.
— tree hugging s*ster 🎃 (@WelbornBeege) April 14, 2025
With the flag behind her, no less, and her cohort of… https://t.co/FbpjgPbfKq
...she who has never contributed a single, solitary, tangible thing to improve what she's waxing so philosophically against here is the ultimate in hubris.
With the flag behind her, no less, and her cohort of incompetent hatehags about her making 'sincere listening faces.'
Theater of the Performative Absurd.
I'll bet the kiddies have sections of this memorized already as gospel.
I would love to know what race-baiting fraud historian Nikole Hannah-Jones is thinking as she listens with a frozen face and lap-tapping fingers.
PERHAPS WE ARE IN THE DOWNFALL OF THE BROKEN WAY
~ The Tao of AOC
I would love to know.
Some space cadets are surely better than others.
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