My mom, being more awesome than China, has awarded the Nobel Piece* Prize to Wikileaks tattletale, Julian Assange.
Ha, ha. I said, “tale.”
My mom meant “peace,” but I’m taking liberties…
….Not taking liberties literally like the Department of
Jerkoffs Justice means to do by meddling with Freedom of the Press because the government is embarrassed to be depantsed by Assange and his organization. (NYT)
My mom is a Republican, and she loves Assange. She thinks it’s funny that Hillary (she likes her) wanted to spy on people at the UN, and Mom’s suspicions on Putin were supported. She’s also pretty excited about the upcoming UFO information, Wikileaks will release.
“Wikileaks is the National Enquirer of Politics! Why aren’t politics always presented this way? Then maybe it wouldn’t put me to sleep.” –Mom
She wants him to have the Peace Prize because having hypocrisy exposed and dirty laundry aired just might make everyone behave a little better.
The legal gymnastics/semantics it will take to charge Assange in the U.S. with espionage is a lowdown dirty shame. Espionage attempts to give one nation an advantage over the other. Wikileaks gave all the people of the world the advantage over government. The organization didn’t play favorites.
Advice to women now that Assange is out on bail: three condoms secured with a cockring, and seize the piece*.