STAMP of DISAPPROVAL

What the hootie happened to United States Postage Stamps?! (when I wuzn't lookin'...)

WHO WE ARE is how we present ourselfs, right?

Wear t’shirt ‘er sport a bumper sticker with an image or slogan an’ it’s makin’ a statement—WHO YOU ARE! Mebbe yer a SWIFTY? (no, not this kind ha ha!) or the “Proud Parents of an Honors Student?” Or purr-haps ya just wanna save them whales? SURE—yer sticker, yer stamp, yer LOGO, yer t-shirt… it’s a STATEMENT, no? Tho’ it may not represent yer complete identity—it does “represent” YOU! (often WITH that exclamation point too)

So… my recent “trip” ta the post office (it soitenly felt like one!) was QUITE revealin’ (an’ fairly trippy indeed) as I hadn’t bought stamps in a cow’s age (my former ones bein’ a quite ordinary roll of US Flags an’ some Charlie Brown sheets that finally got used up…).

Now, I don’t shock EASILY but I really did a double take when I was shown what was still available as I guess (GUESS?) the “hot ones” like “Manatees-we-Love 2024” an’ the ubiquitous “Ruth Bader Ginsu” (oy) in a small rural post office like the one near us (open only a few hours weekdays!) had gotten snapped up an’ all that was left on that particular day was US Flags, ”LOVE” (which I’d never use ta pay utility bills ha ha) an’ THE ABOVE truly DYSTOPIAN DISPLAY of MENTAL WRECK-ty-TUDE.

I went with the Stars an’ Stripes — ugly in design, these, but at least not humiliatin’!

PLEASE not “Forevah” stamps…

But still I was nearly STUNNED that MENTAL ILLNESS & ADDITION were the themes-du-jour on US Stamps. I mean REALLY?!

I am ASHAMED, HUMILIATED, MORTIFIED… that this is how we “show who we are” now in America. Of COURSE it’s engineered—SHAME-NOT-PRIDE…in our NAY-SHUN!

Git’s my dander up a bit; it’s like puttin’ a SLUM or a passle’a BOWERY BUMS on a poster ADVERTISIN’ TRAVEL to the USA… come see our trash! come see our drunks! come see our smashed windas… seriously?!

THUS, I comment while marvelin’ at the sheer temerity of it all!

🇺🇸 I mean the UNITED STATES POSTAL SERVICE is our GOVERNMENT 🇺🇸 (Gubbamint)… this isn’t like some ironic book or album cover — indeed:
THESE STAMPS ARE TOTALLY DEVOID OF IRONY!

The aforementioned DYSTOPIAN DISPLAY of MENTAL WRECK-ty-TUDE features:

• BETTY FORD.
  Her claim ta fame was bein’ a famous First Lady Alcoholic & Prescription Medi-Sin Addict! One’a her favorite pills among many was “Mother’s Little Helper” a.k.a. VALIUM an’ Betty admitted publicly that at times she took it three times a day! She often appeared “SLOSHED” in public an’ to her staff an’ FINALLY when it was OBVIOUS to all she was AFU an’ a lie-ability they couldn’t cover up, her fambly staged an’ “intervention” to clean ‘er up. Perhaps she wasn’t too keen ‘bout all that time Gerald spent at Bohemian Grove among other precedential leisure activities? Oh, that’d be Precedent Gerald Ford (installed after Tricky Dick resigned an’ ostensibly went off ta play checkers with Pat…). Betty eventually opened her own ADDITION CLINIC—The Betty Ford Center—an’ got rebranded as a BRAVE / outspoken “activist” for mental health. True or not that’s not exactly good cause ta make her “mascot” fer the USA memorialized in a stamp. In fact I remember her fer little else BUT that clinic an’ bein’ a lush!

I’ll add that The BETTY FORD CENTER now has clinics in 9 states an’ their BRAG BOOK includes the follerin’ CELEBRITY “GUESTS:”

Lindsay Lohan, Drew Barrymore (at the tender age of 13!), Ozzy Ozbourne, Alice Cooper, Jay-Z (!), Flavor Flav, David Hasselhoff, Anna Nicole Smith, Keith Urban, Chevy Chase, Jerry Lee Lewis (how killer!), Billy Joel, Liza Minelli, Bobby Brown, Stevie Nicks, Elizabeth Taylor, Shelley Winters, Tony Curtis, Gary Busey, Johnny Cash, Andy Gibb, Kelsey Grammer, Corey Haim, Don Johnson, Etta James, Margaux Hemingway, Mary Tyler Moore (oh Mary!), Robert Mitchum, Darryl Strawberry, Richard Pryor, Steve Tyler, Tammy Wynette and that’s NOT even a full list! Crissakes, that’s a lotta A-listers—it’s like a STATUS SYMBOL…

But SERIOUSLY, is that REALLY what’cha want on a US POSTAGE STAMP? The lady who represents BOOZE & DRUGS & MENTAL ILLNESS TREATMENTS? Really? (There are lotsa noble stamp-worthy First Ladies that would’a been far better cherces; I’d prefer Abigail Adams in fact…

• HEALING PTSD
  So, next we have the PTSD Stamps represented by one sproutin’ green leaf amidst some DEAD LEAVES. Dead Leaves are a nice image fer a stamp, no? Evokes fine art visions of luncheon on the yellow dried up grass sod? It’s ugly too (as far as design goes) but the meaning is CLEAR—MENTAL ILLNESS CAUSED BY TRAUMA! Let’s take away the STIGMA and NORMALIZE this—nay, let’s HONOR IT with a STAMP!
  
  AMERIKA: PTSD is WHERE IT’S AT!
  Common causes of PTSD include WAR (includin’ CONCENTRATION CAMPS), SLAVERY, SEXUAL ABUSE / CHILD ABUSE, DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, TRAFFIC COLLITIONS and ASSAULT…(Guess our nay-shun’s got all that to make PTSD so “popular” a scourge!)

WAR—What is it good for ABSOLUTELY NOTHING… ‘cept PTSD!

So AMERICA is equated with PTSD—we got trauma on tap—a NATION of traumatized citizens… an’ not ta state the OBVIOUS but the COVID-CON/PLANDEMIC was a nice delivery system fer a new kind’a PTSD — DIS-EASE / disease!
Wallah! A fine example of MADE-in-AMERICA PTSD — TELLING AMERICANS they HAVE PTSD which is the CovidCon SNOWFLAKE Molli-fuk-cayshun SYNDROME! (Validatin’ you little snowflake; we ALL have PTSD bee-cuz achoo common cold sniffle is so haaard…)

SEEMS EVERYONE’s got PTSD and a “solution,” no? Guess soon it’ll be as Amurican as GMO never-rot-apple pie! So now here’s a right fine solution! (“stamp” of approval; mental illness is bein’ normalized /universalized at our peril an’ to our SHAME…c’mon—if ya really have serious trauma-related PTSD, I DOUBT “death metal” is gonna help—it’d push many of us over the edge!)

Movin’ right along we git ta LAST but not LEAST…ALZHEIMERS!!!!

• ALZHEIMERS
  And WHAT a fugly mustard yellow / vomit green stamp that is—cheery on that envy-lope fer your monthly bill fer them bionic hearin’ aids! A carin’ hand on the shoulder of a clearly DEPRESSED OLD GRANNY lookin’ down / depressed; sorry but yup, that’s US! (?!) An’ we KNOW she likely fergot to WHOM that kind hand belongs… it it you, my dead twin sister, Delores, or do I dream? Is it YOU Yolanda, here ta change my adult diaper? Is it you Miss Nancy Reagan here ta read my zodiac? SERIOUSLY that is the MOST DEPRESSIN’ STAMP evah I did see… It represents:

AMERICA-the-no-longer BEAUTIFUL Land of SENILITY! of FORGETFUL DEPRESSED LONELY OLD DEMENTIA PATIENTS THAT OUR LEADERS WANNA EUTHANIZE? (fawh!)

Dr. Vernon Coleman sez that not only is dementia not inevitable, it’s mostly CURABLE! An’ this while the MSM put out that DEMENTIA means END-of-LIFE!

Thus, USPS—our shamefull / shameless gubbamint via the POST, wants to present the USA as a nation fulla old senile sad pee-pull that should be “PUT OUTTA THEIR MISERY”…

Anywhoo— the whole thing has my full:

STAMP of DISAPPROVAL

With no small amount of IRONY given this new trend ta plaster our humble everyday mailin’s with a portrait of American SHAME, I’ll ask only HALF tongue-in-cheek in the name of “GOIN’ POSTAL”— if I might propose that the 2025 STAMP for MENTAL ILLNESS 2.0 feature the poster child of MENTALLY MESSED UP-ED-NESS — Gypsy-Rose Blanchard… or Dee-Dee herself as a dead “poster mom” for mental illness?! What’cha say AmeriCANS?!
Can we say “THIS IS US?” - lordy, I sure hope ta heck NOT!
(My joke is their next self-adhesive wonder)

(Talk ‘bout pushin’ the envelop, tee hee!)

WHO WE ARE…

I’m CERTAIN our leaders WANT us ta be the Laffin’ STOCK of the WORLD.

Stamps aside, the images that WE and other NATIONS see of “AMERIKA” are a sorry site fer sore eyes!

While our eCONomy tanks an’ MyGrunts enjoy their slap-Happy Meals on the citizen’s dime(s) we FEAST OUR EYES on the Senile Baby Eater who s(h)its in the White House—an’ burn our corny-ya’s on such re-dick-u-lost “leaders” like the grossly obese pedo-actric health “guru” (Rear-)“AdmiredAll” Rachel an’ Scam Brinton, the Nuke’clear Suck-re-Terry of MissSpent Energy —all three a (sorry cain’t resist) BUTT of many jokes… an’ that’s just the tip of the iceboig. HAVE WE NO SHAME? (Are we not MEN? or LAYDEEZE?)

WHO WE ARE is how we present ourselfs, right?

(right?)

I do BELIEVE it’s time to STOP presentin’ ourselfs as a nation of MENTALLY ILL CROSS DRESSIN’ CLOWNS an’ CAN YOU BELIEVE this sentence is ACTUALLY TRUE?, nay ACCURATE?
Egads / oy vey / gawd help us.

Last quik “pernt”—apart from this jaw-droppin’ly cringy set of stamps that Americans are supposed to PURCHASE an’ slap (ha!) on their mailin’s—

a shameful trio indeed…

I must add that even the less noxious stamps are all UGLY & CHEAP lookin’ today—

By contrast, did’ja know our Stamps used to be little WORKS OF ART? Engraved an’ printed on high quality paper (gummed, no adhesive, natch?) Designed by talented artists with a lotta skill, craft, American know-how. Hopefully you ARE old ‘nuff ta recall what we once HAD as… y’know… we COULD have it back… YES. WE. COULD. (Take a gander at a few here:)

I guess it comes down to us takin’ some initiative an’ STAMPIN’ OUT the toxic fire of SELF-HATE the nation is imposin’ on us “deplorables.”

WANNA DO SOME STOMPIN’ WITH ME?

Go Pee-Wee!
GO ta ALL’VE US PEE WEES! (together we kin be BIG!)

And this Edgar Sampson classic made famous by Benny Goodman (on our ol’ stompin’ grounds too!)

Buyin’ a STAMP! (a shaggy dog story ;-)

An’ last but not least (as we call all be giants!) clap your hands…AND stomp yer feets!:

joinin’ together an’ an’ STAMPIN’ & STOMPIN’ out such tomfoolerly gets my own stamp of approval!
Daisy

NOW ya kin buy me a cuppa java if ya like, alwayz grateful fer y’all!
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