Lazy Days and Nights – POL Garbageman Reporting from COHVID District 12

in which Wolf Moon introduces several new and not-so-new characters who he may or may not actually know, as political gossiptainment

We begin with a reminder of my dear sister Fox Moon, who managed to get herself into a previous weird post which dealt with the an absolutely beautiful and eminently believable TROLL of the Green New Deal.

Yes, indeed – “we don’t have to eat them now“. More on that later in this post, believe it or not.

ANYWAY – someday you’ll hear the full story of dear Sis, but not today.

These railroad tracks you see in this picture meander close to a certain community wherein you can find Fox, as well as additional canine relatives of Wolf, namely Coyote Moon and Dog Moon. Obviously we’re all related, but if you had to guess which one of us is the most domesticated, just going by the metaphor, you would probably pick wrong.

Coyote and Dog have a love-hate thing, and – well – the family just puts up with the nonsense. Kinda cute, but it gets old. ENTYWHO, it is through Dog, bless her nutty heart, that I became aware of my most excellent source, who I have nicknamed POL Garbageman, in the same style as ENT Lawyer (“ENTY“) of “CDAN” fame.

Let’s go backwards on that to explain who in the hell POL Garbageman – affectionately known as POLY (i.e., like “ENTY“) – might be.

CDAN stands for “Crazy Days and Nights“, one of THE BEST Hollywood gossip blogs. It is allegedly put out by an “entertainment lawyer” – hence ENT Lawyer – hence ENTY.

You may have heard of ENTY from NEON REVOLT, who is also a “Hollywood” persona, and who has popularized ENTY in ANON circles. This right here is useful reading.

The equivalent of Q drops in CDAN world is a thing called “blind items“, wherein ENTY posts a scandalous story with just enough information that “those in the know” can figure out who he’s talking about. After it eventually becomes obvious to EVERYBODY who was being talked about, typically through developing legal troubles, ENTY will then confirm the actual identities with a “reveal”.

You can click on the picture or the link for a closer look.

Are you with me?

OK.

Now, what ENTY is to high-powered entertainment and political scandals, POLY is to bush league, grass-roots, who-in-the-hell-are-these-people political scandals in ONE SMALL FLYOVER COMMUNITY that happens to be – unfortunately for all involved – right in the center of a MASSIVE firefight between Republicans and Democrats in a swing state.

So when you see WOLF’S ears perk up about stuff in that place – well – it means that WOLF is about to have a STORY and POLY has most likely been ON THE JOB.

Ah, yes. As you can see by the above image, my dear sister has a real sense of humor about this dysfunctional relationship, but what the hell – in this paleface world of encroaching civilization, Fox steals cat food [read: gets juicy leads from “moonstruck” suits] and Wolf does a little “dumpster diving”. Coyote yips and Dog howls. All is well in Moon Meadows. Pocahontas wishes she had a fraction of the action found on the Moon Tribe Reservation, where Suspicious Cat always has a home with his canine friends.

Anyway, POL Garbageman’s blind items are sometimes discernible to those who are familiar with politics in “a certain swing state”. Now – one has to be careful – a lot of the CRAP that “Amazing POLY” (the Bulllova of watchmen) digs up isn’t what you think it is at first. Too-clear half-and-half in a funny deflated balloon may be – ERRRRR – something else. Likewise, something else may actually be spittle and cream in an old birthday balloon from Chuck-E-Cheese. It takes a PROFESSIONAL to sort this stuff out.

That’s where I come in.

Now – thanks to the amazing POLY, I’m in possession of two blind items which appeared to be garbage at first, but now appear to be some kind of precious metal worth recycling – possibly aluminum or even steel. Because time is short before they reach their expiration dates, I’m leaving them on a bench in the park for others to figure them out beyond what I can do.

One leads nowhere, but is interesting as hell, and typical of the politics in my dear sister’s abode. The other is potentially shocking in its ramifications, because it appears to be part of a new global hoax. And while Democrat hoaxes are a dime a dozen – even the global ones that involve millions of deaths – a new one is always good for many memes.

So let’s GO THERE. Shocking goes first, because it’s less of a mystery.

BLIND ITEM #1

This JV “aw shucks” red shirt barely got a speaking role in Star Trek: Pelosi, after a squeaker Oscar from a Trump-praised performance in the off-season nail-biter indy film District 12. Everybody thinks he’s gonna win a role in Star Trek: McCarthy, but certain virally persuasive overseas backers of the project seem to have a different idea for the next installment of the franchise – both the youngish talent and the name of the film. Two young starlets seeking the role, curiously the same age, are being sent out, like young, fresh, female versions of Mini Mike and Crazy Bernie, in a match that looks curiously like Biden vs. Bernie. Those with an opinion think it’s all Blue League Roller Derby, but nobody knows who Captain P. really plans to have star with her in the internationally-backed sequel. The last “aw shucks” blue shirt wasn’t convincing enough to get the role. Will a white AOC do it?

The young starlets both say the right things to get an audition – that it’s time to reign in the phasers and retire McCoy’s country doctor routine for whoever that guy named “O” gives you. One swears she’s almost a red shirt, and that hubs is handy with a phaser. But still – she says we gotta do something about unregulated phasers, unequal medical scanners, and unapproved, misleading fanfic. On that last item, hope you’re ready for a No. 2 pencilneck. Scary stuff. The other swears that she’s an outsider – despite money, organization, attention to process, and that old picture of her with the genius who invented the internet. One looks like she walked out of White Hatty’s Palace of Smoke and Mirrors. The other looks like an Irish version of AOC.

The red-haired AOC is running as Florence Nightingale above the fold, and curiously in time with the moment’s viral melodies coming from the overseas backers. Very convenient that they’re sending such particular casting right now – when a closer inspection shows that this particular talent may have been in the pipe for quite some time. The implications are unsettling.

BLIND ITEM #2

This character actor has played a wide variety of minor roles in local and regional theater, as well as a few years in the cinematic big time. He’s a local red shirt machine room boy from way back. Never rose above red shirt, but he has always been a popular team player. He was holding the hatchet when Tea-phoid Mary went down, so the machine could get their boy into the starring role in One of Fifty Theaters. It was a clean hit, but it was dirty politics. Dirty politics, as the last theater star bitterly called it on his way out. The karma – it burns.

Somebody wants revenge. The Mailers of Death are falling all over Fox Meadows like it’s VJ day and the bombers are on the horizon. The character actor, long ago, said unfortunate things about a man who would become No. 1 on Team Red. Those things are coming back to haunt him. Old machine things, and old machine positions, distorted in embarrassing ways, so obviously that’s not who’s behind the leaflet drop. In fact, the machine room wants him in the show, again, in a non-speaking role. But it may not be enough. If people aren’t reading their slate cards, or if the Bible-and-Gun-Cling-ons successfully decloak, this old red shirt may go where red shirts are wont to go.

The big question is, who does Red No. 1 really want here? It’s too small for an endorsement either way, and Red Shirt may not be the most Q+T-pie pick of the litter, but he wields a mean hatchet that might be useful for Blind Item #1, when the Borg arrive in the fall. Trust the Plan? Sure. Trust the Machine? Nobody knows, because nobody knows if it’s part of the Plan. Mysteries abound.

There you go. I have a strong idea what is going on here – COUGH – but I will let this sit out there for a while before I post reveals, in hopes that I’ll have better answers.

Enjoy the show. Even if it’s all kabuki.

W

Interesting. Pocahontas, Q, and Wolf Moon ain’t the only ones sending coded smoke signals.