A confused millennial tries to… join the populist Trump revolution

By Josh Gardner, who’s got MAGA FOMO

LEFT-wing social justice politics is so Biden. Edgelord is the new woke. Right-wing extremism is blowing up in Europe and America. I had to get involved. 

For noobs, it used to be what cheugy boomers fought against in a war that was apparently the best one for offering the troops real moral choices. But now it’s back like mullets and boot-cuts and it’s great-grandad’s turn to be on the wrong side of history.

After decades of geopolitical harmony which really hurt the lib cause by being boring, social media’s brought a new right together under our inspirational leader, Kanye West. Or Elon Musk. Or that chainsaw Argentinian with Planet of the Apes hair.

I began my journey to the dark side of the MAGA with Joe Rogan. He knows loads about speaking into a microphone and how aliens built the pyramids, and soon so did the bus I was blasting it to.

Until this old 40something guy in a Nirvana T-shirt – embarrassing, they’re our thing – wagged his finger. ‘Grifter bollocks,’ he said. ‘Fascist propaganda. Only ends one way.’

I was stunned. I knew my parents were fascists because they enforced phone-free mealtimes. But I never imagined the term applied to power-mad authoritarians pursuing an ultranationalist ideology. Every day’s a school day. And a mental health day.

I shimmered with an almost post-nut clarity. After that whenever I watched clips of Trump it was like I was watching the Red Hulk tearing apart the, well, spoilers.

Even the aggressively chanting supporters at his rallies were off-putting. I remembered he’s a criminal, was president before and was crap at it, and he’s deliberately bred an eight-foot child.

Then I rewatched Musk ‘doing the Nazi’ as the group chat calls it, and wondered if the old didn’t have this one single valid point. Also, Joe Rogan goes on for hours and is thick as shit.

So, having rewokenified myself, I’m going to take action as I do against the climate crisis and ignore it. They can’t make you join the Nazis, can they? Loads of Germans sat it out happily.

Your astrological week ahead for February 15th, with Psychic Bob

Aries, March 21st–April 19th

‘Period features’ is a phrase you hear Kevin McCloud use on Grand Designs, or prefaced with ‘Oi’ is an insult to shout at Kevin McCloud from a passing car.

Taurus, April 20th–May 20th

Thinking of getting a dog but not sure you can handle the commitment? Why not try walking along swinging a little plastic bag full of shit for a few weeks first?

Gemini, May 21st–June 21st

We tried to deliver your horoscope but you were out. Try your neighbour or root around behind the bins.

Cancer, June 22nd–July 22nd

Valentine’s Day is named after St Alonzo Valentine, the Chicago gangster who committed a lovely romantic ruby-red massacre.

Leo, July 23rd–August 22nd

Not to knock Elton John but I’m not sure sorry is actually the hardest word – it’s probably more like onomatopoeia, or hors d’oeuvres.

Virgo, August 23rd–September 22nd

Confidence is boldly walking into your local shop, staring the owner right in the eye and buying a four-pack of their cheapest, greyest, off-brand toilet roll.

Libra, September 23rd–October 22nd

‘I’ll be back’ said Captain Oates, doing his best Terminator impression, as he left the Antarctic tent to die.

Scorpio, October 23rd–November 22nd

‘Like a bird on a wire, I offer no way for electric current to ground itself. No, that’s not quite there,’ mused Leonard Cohen on the isle of Hydra, 1964.

Sagittarius, November 22nd–December 21st

“Colin, I’m afraid your obsession with long, untranslatable German words is turning you into a right gerstuppenfürffuffen.”

Capricorn, December 22nd–January 19th

It’s nice that Judas is still counted as one of the apostles even after everything that went down.

Aquarius, January 20th–February 18th

‘Hang him in the Louvre!’ say cultural elitist proponents of the death penalty.

Pisces, February 19th–March 20th

Always upsetting when your laptop demands proof of who you are. After all the years we’ve been together? After all the masturbation?