Lo, How the Mighty Have Fallen

 

    There was a time, oh, about four months ago, when Elon could do no wrong. He thought he could fiddle fuck with our government like a bloated South African version of Jimi Hendrix, a leftie playing a guitar strung for a right hander, that he would rev up that chain saw between his legs and behind his back and that millions, tens of millions, would flick their Bics for him as the perpetual darkness settled over America. He thought that he'd bring in his fanboys and set America on its ear, Jimi Hendrix playing not a warped Star Spangled Banner but "The Flag Raised High", the Nazi Germany anthem.

    Instead, he left Washington today with a black eye, a fucked up bladder and companies in free fall.

    Musk's welcome departure from the nation's Capitol comes at an interesting intersection of events. At the time he held his final dog and pony show in the Oval Office today (Where he actually had a Please Clap moment and of course the obedient lap dogs did as they were commanded), the NY Times released a report that shouldn't have come as a shock to anyone who's been hearing the rumors about Musk's drug use, especially his addiction to ketamine.

     Katie Miller, the wife of Stephen Miller, has reportedly left the White House to work for Musk.

    The White House already confirmed Musk got into a physical fight with Treasury Secretary Scott Bessent.

    And just three days ago, Musk split from Trump on the Big, Beautiful Grift, calling it "disappointing."

     It's like a South African soap opera.

     Like Jimi Hendrix at his 1970 Seattle funeral, Musk's been dead for three weeks.

     In his little farewell party in the Oval today, Trump hinted that he may be back but no one either on or off the Beltway believes that for a minute. At the rate Musk is shedding his political capital, by July he won't be able to get back in the White House even in a tour group.

     And there's no one, singular event that led to his downfall and don't let anyone tell you this is anything less than a downfall. It wasn't the Nazi salute right after Trump's inauguration, it wasn't the fist fight with Bessent, and it certainly wasn't his Leatherface ministrations that he took to our government, in which he ruined countless thousands of lives.

     No, if it was any one thing that made him persona non grata in the Beltway, it was his disrespect for the government, the Executive Branch in particular. That's a big no-no in Trump land.

     He knows exactly how Trump sleazed his way back into the most important office in the world and he held it over the tilting Orange Buffoon like an invisible Sword of Damocles. His own four year-old told him to shut up, that he wasn't really the president and that he needed to leave.

     And even though Trump deserves all the disrespect that this planet and everyone on it can muster, the plain fact was, you don't disrespect Trump and expect to get away with it.

     So Musk is slouching back to his Space City in Texas where he can continue his streak of blown up rockets (I think the number now stands at three). His inattention to his companies resulted in Tesla's stock losing 11% of its value this year. He was like a spoiled rich boy who was given the biggest, most awesome toy in the world and broke it in four months flat as if it was a plastic, Chinese-made Super Soaker. Now the pieces are sitting on the South Lawn and everyone is pretending to not see them.

    Maybe he can pay his Neo Nazi sycophants on Twitter to lick his wounds for him like he pays gamers to play video games for him. Or maybe the world's most beloved autistic psychopath will finally show some consideration and overdose so someone will find his bloated corpse in Texas as a Venezuelan kid plays with his cold, dead toes.

     But one of the most shameless realities that comes shambling out of this hideous anti American experiment in misery is the media's complicity in the farce. They call him "Mr. Musk" to this day, sane washing his every insane statement like they do Trump's, refuse to call him out on his firehouse of lies.

     They never once looked him in his blackened, swollen eye and asked him why he never found that two trillion in waste, fraud and abuse and could only find $160,000,000,000 in cuts that are still questionable and hardly verified.

     At how his companies still raked in millions of not billions in contracts while firing every Inspector General and axing every single regulatory agency without exception that had oversight over those same companies and even investigated them.

     The long knives have come out for Musk but you wouldn't know it from the corporate mainstream media. I guess all that remains is for Jake Tapper to announce as his next magnum opus a hagiography of Elon Musk, with plenty of references to Joe Biden's diseased prostate.