(National Sentinel)Â No Class: It’s a magazine that attempts to showcase leading male figures with tastefully done photography and journalism, butÂ GQ Magazine just went completely classless for the holiday.
In a politics columnÂ titled â€œItâ€™s Your Civic Duty to Ruin Thanksgiving by Bringing Up Trump,” the writer goes straight to the point:
Itâ€™s late-November 2017, and you know what that means: Every man youâ€™ve ever seen on TV for any reason has just been unmasked as aÂ woman-hating sewer ghoul. Also, itâ€™s time to ruin your Trump-supporting familyâ€™s Thanksgivingâ€”for America!
He then makes these suggestions:
Donâ€™t show up.Â For some parents, your absence will speak louder than any sodden arguments over the density of pumpkin pie. If you canâ€™t even look them in the eye, theyâ€™ll know you mean business. Besides,Â Friendsgiving rules.
Show up and be kind of an asshole.Â No hugs; only stiff, formal handshakes. During the football game, talk about police brutality nonstop. Take any opportunity to emphasize just how much Bruce Springsteen and the entire E Street band loathes Trump. Come out as an aspiring professional DJ.
Scorched Earth.Â Not even a handshake; just stare, disgustedly, at their outstretched arms. Build a wall out of mashed potatoes.Â During the football game, order 10 Papa Johnâ€™s pizzasâ€”the official foodstuff of the alt rightâ€”and use them as pie charts to demonstrate who benefits most from the GOP tax plan. Refuse to be alone in a room with your mom, citing the Mike Pence rule. Call your parents by a Donald Trump nickname of your choosingâ€”perhaps Little Rocket Mom or Liddleâ€™ Dad.
And so forth.
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