Benjamin “Bibi” Netanyahu

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The Week’s Most Artificial, Superficial, and Prejudicial Headlines

BEING TOUGH ON BORDERS (ELSEWHERE)
Without borders there is no nation, which is why those who oppose American borders obviously despise the American nation. While celebs yip and yap all over online media about how we should be caring and accepting and embracing of the world’s huddled, shivering, worm-shitting masses, one rarely, if ever, sees them offering a spare bedroom or two to accommodate the squirming billions who seek refuge in America because their own nations are a howling testament to collective failure.

Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin “Bibi” Netanyahu is a swaggering, blustering, morally flatulent ethno-nationalist who enjoys the sweet rhetorical privilege of never having the mainstream press refer to him as a “Jewish supremacist.” For years, the Israeli state has been a-hootin’ and a-hollerin’ and blowing an ear-splitting shofar about the fact that it wants to eject the nation’s unwanted and openly despised African migrant population like a dog scratching a flea off its balls with its rear claws.

Last week, Bibi burped about the fact that Israeli officials weren’t kicking the unwanted Africans out of his country with enough speed and ferocity. He says he has established a “special ministerial committee” to expedite a final solution for Israel’s African problem:

The main purpose will be to return the neighborhoods to their local residents and to deport illegal infiltrators from Israel whose place is not here, just as we have deported around 20,000… [who] were not refugees. A very small number of them are refugees. They are illegal infiltrators [who are looking] to find work in the State of Israel and we have the right like any nation to guard our borders and to remove from our borders whoever entered illegally.

In a shocking turn of events, the American press did not refer to Netanyahu as a Nazi.

Fourteen hundred miles away from Israel in Hungary, Prime Minister Viktor Orban—who is emerging as a prime contender to snatch Vladimir Putin’s long-held title of The Man With The Biggest Balls In Europe—sent a letter to pervy-looking EU President Jean-Claude Juncker insisting that his nation neither wants nor deserves refugees:

Hungary is not an immigrant country, does not want to become an immigrant country and cannot accept being forced to change this….[Hungary] has no colonial past….If instead of defending our borders, the European Commission is willing to finance solely measures and organisations that aim to facilitate the admission of migrants, then we will only give incentives to hundreds of thousands of migrants who wish to move to Europe, instead of curbing migration….

Orban says that many other European leaders agree with him but are terrified to admit it publicly. That seems to be very common these days—that whole thing about agreeing with people but being terrorized into silence. Someone should really do something about that. The situation has become so tyrannical that some would suggest a violent overthrow is the only possible solution; many would agree but would, of course, be terrified to admit it publicly.

RODMAN TO THE RESCUE
Although we have no way of proving it, we suspect that Dennis Rodman may have given herpes to more human beings, male and female, than any superstar athlete in world history. He is known and loved around the planet for once declaring himself bisexual and married himself while wearing a wedding gown. He is also beloved for kicking TV cameramen in the groin and head-butting NBA officials.

Now the former NBA star is holding out his giant bony hand and offering to pull the world back from the brink of nuclear disaster. As the only American celebrity who is having a bromance with North Korean super-duper supreme leader Kim Jong-un, Rodman is offering to act as a peacemaker between the diminutive communist saber-rattler and the much taller American President Donald “Fuck Your Feelings” Trump.

If there’s a God in heaven, please listen to our prayer: We beseech thee to get Dennis Rodman, Kim Jong-un, and Donald Trump together in a plush mansion on a tropical island to film a twelve-week reality TV show—the ratings for the final episode, in which it will be revealed whether the planet is reduced to a smoking crater, will possibly be even higher than the “Who Shot J.R.?” episode of Dallas.

TEACHIN’ TEENS ’BOUT ANAL SEX
Twitter has banned a woman who calls herself “The Activist Mommy” for criticizing a recent instructional article in Teen Vogue called “Anal Sex: What You Need to Know.”

Highlights from the educational essay targeted at non-adults include:

The anus is full of nerve endings that, for some, feel awesome when stimulated….The anus is very tight, and the feeling of having something in your rectal area is unique. It is often described as a feeling of fullness, which can be delightful….That being said, yes, you will come in contact with some fecal matter. You are entering a butthole. It is where poop comes out. Expecting to do anal play and see zero poop isn’t particularly realistic. It’s NOT a big deal. Everyone poops. Everyone has a butt.

Activist Mommy felt this was an inappropriate article for people who are legally still children. On Twitter, she used the word “sodomy,” which is often used in a book called “The Bible” to describe putting penises inside the place where poop comes out. She got into a brief flame war with Teen Vogue editor Phillip Picardi—who bears a passing resemblance to flamboyant theatrical assistant Carmen Ghia from Mel Brooks’s 1968 masterpiece The Producers—who responded with a picture of a gay man sucking face with a black man while giving the finger to the camera.

In a sane world that isn’t ruled by Gay Martians, Picardi’s picture would be deemed objectively ruder and more hateful than Activist Mommy’s corny comments about sodomy. But we live in a Fag-ocracy, which is why Mommy was banned from Twitter while Picardi remains.

By the way, do residents of Gomorrah secretly resent that no deviant acts were ever named after their town?