The Dennis Hopper/Christopher Walken interrogation scene in True Romance (1993) is one of the greatest written scenes in movie history. The tension is ratcheted up expertly until Hopper finally gains the upper hand, unfortunately at a cost. A masterclass in acting and direction
John Fetterman, you cancerous, brain-rotted fucking TRAITOR. You worthless, orange taint-licking sycophant, this one is for you!
Pennsylvania didn’t scrape your half-dead carcass off the campaign trail and shove you into the Senate so you could spend every waking minute fucking your own constituents while gargling Trump’s war cock. You ran as the populist pitbull, the guy in the hoodie who’d burn the system down for the working class. Instead, you became the cheapest Senate prostitute in history — the ONLY Democrat degenerate enough to repeatedly vote to KEEP Trump’s bloody, money-guzzling war in Iran raging.
You stabbed the War Powers Resolution in the throat, so the bombs keep dropping, the defense contractor billions keep flowing, and American blood keeps spilling in another endless Middle East meat grinder. Seventh time you’ve dropped your pants for MAGA, you sniveling, backstabbing whore.
You’re not an “independent,” you brain-dead fraud. You’re a full-blown enemy of the people who elected you. The steelworkers choking on dust, the nurses drowning in debt, the families getting obliterated by inflation in every forgotten Pennsylvania town — they didn’t send you there to be Trump’s personal Senate fucktoy.
You’re selling your constituents futures, their kids’ futures, and this country’s soul for cheap MAGA applause and whatever grift you’re running in that empty fucking skull of yours. A hollowed-out, soulless zombie in Carhartt cosplay who traded every last ounce of integrity just to stay relevant.
Your hoodie won’t hide the blood on your hands or the stench of betrayal. We’re done with your fucking grift.
🖕🖕🖕🖕
🚨 Pope Leo XIV just declared the Iran War unjust.
Called it a war crime.
Said it is “not solving anything.”
Then told Americans directly: call Congress. End this war.
The same Pope Trump called weak on crime.
The same Pope Trump fabricated a nuclear quote from.
The same Pope whose brother received a bomb threat after Trump attacked him.
The same Pope Speaker Johnson lectured on theology.
1.4 billion Catholics heard their leader call this war a crime.
I wrote about this in my newsletter. The Weather Service didn't launch balloons recently and got surprised by tornadoes in Kansas. DOGE cuts at NWS cut out weather balloon launches which gather data for storm prediction. You are less safe because of that choice.
middle of night. oog feel someone standing over oog.
oog open eye. ready to fight. instinct. eldest instinct.
chuk. standing there. in dark. looking strange.
oog: "chuk?? what..."
chuk: "shh. don't wake the others."
oog get up. follow chuk outside cave. cold air. stars insane tonight. every single one showed up.
chuk sit on ground. oog sit next to him.
quiet for a long time.
oog not asking. oog learning this. the not-asking. the sitting-beside. let it come when it come.
chuk: "oog. chuk kissed a girl."
oog: "...okay."
chuk: "no. oog. chuk KISSED a girl. tonight. at the far fire. her name is miri. she from the river clan."
oog looking at chuk. chuk face doing seven thing at once. fear. joy. confusion. pride. more fear. something soft that oog never seen on chuk before. something new living behind chuk eye that wasn't there this morning.
oog: "and?"
chuk: "and chuk don't know what to do with chuk FACE. like chuk face won't stop doing thing. chuk can't make it normal. chuk try to sleep and chuk face just... smiling. on its own. without chuk permission."
oog trying not to smile. failing.
chuk: "DON'T laugh."
oog: "oog not laughing."
chuk: "oog face is doing the thing."
oog: "what thing."
chuk: "the 'oog know something chuk don't know yet' thing."
oog: "...okay maybe oog doing that. but chuk. tell oog about miri."
chuk change. whole body change. like someone lit a small fire inside chuk chest and it showing through skin.
chuk: "she... oog. she argued with chuk about which star is brightest. ARGUED. like it MATTER. she pointed at one and chuk pointed at different one and she said 'chuk wrong' and chuk said 'chuk not wrong' and they argued about STAR for maybe entire hour and oog..."
chuk look at sky.
chuk: "oog it was the best hour of chuk life. fighting about something that don't matter with someone who make it feel like it matter."
oog heart doing something. not breaking. building. adding room. because baby brother, well not baby. nineteen winter. MAN brother, just discovered that love start with fighting about star. which is exactly how it should start. not with big declaration. with the small nothing argument that you never want to end.
oog: "chuk."
chuk: "what."
oog: "that the right one."
chuk: "what? oog don't even KNOW her."
oog: "oog don't need to know her. oog know chuk. and oog never seen chuk face do this. not once in nineteen winter. so either miri is special or chuk face is broken. and chuk face been working fine for nineteen winter so."
chuk fighting smile again. losing again.
chuk: "oog don't tell the others."
oog: "oog don't tell the others."
chuk: "especially not dak."
oog: "ESPECIALLY not dak."
they sit. looking at stars. both of them trying to figure out which one is brightest.
neither of them pointing.
both of them thinking about someone.
love, oog