14 October 2026

Roy Cohn, Roy Cohn

I have a friend, who is a shrink, who thinks that Roy Cohn was sexually transfixed by donnie's floor length great coat, flowing in the wind golden hair - back then - when he was young, and had flowing in the wind golden hair, and that that might tell a tale about donnie; in the long run.

Being non-standard, to my way of thinking is totally OK; I couldn't give less of a shit about donnie's  sexual proclivities; except where they intersect the bien ĂȘtre de la monde; and we are at that intersection; donnie and the unitary phantasy that he and the republican nuts have conjured out of the ether, make him infallible ex cathedra; how really stupid; and how papishly ridiculous.

The ultimate argument against my friend's thesis is this image.

I have read this and certify it as incoherent.

The picture tells a coherent tale, though.



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