Oh, for fuck’s sake, here we go again with Mark Kelly, that sheen-headed astronaut-turned-senator hack, strutting onto Jimmy Kimmel like some persecuted leper saint, whining that the heat he’s catching is “straight out of the authoritarian playbook.” Authoritarian? Buddy, you’re the one who lit the goddamn match! Stop humiliating America.
This chrome dome loser, with his NASA nametag still pinned to his ego, cooked up a viral video with his squad of misfits and malcontents –the so-called “seditious six.” Now, he’s dragged in Jimmy Kimmel, probably the least liked, by the numbers, TV personality since Morton Downey Junior.
Democrats with military creds—telling U.S. troops to flip off legal orders from their Commander-in-Chief. “Refuse illegal orders,” he bleats, like he’s the last line of defense for democracy. Bullshit! That’s straight-up incitement to mutiny, a criminal slap in the face to the chain of command, the Uniform Code of Military Justice, and every soldier who’s ever sworn to follow the elected leader of the free world.
Mark Kelly didn’t “create a situation” by accident. In truth, he engineered a full-blown rebellion fantasy because his party’s election hangover turned into a tantrum. And now, when Trump calls it out, and tacitly floats execution for traitors like in the old military playbook, Kelly slinks to Kimmel like a beggar beneath the table?
Cry me a river, you radiation-poisoned clown. You poked the bear, swung at the hive, and now you’re shocked the stings hurt?
What the fuck is wrong with this guy? Ego? Delusion? Or just the rotten core of a guy who thinks wearing a flight jacket excuses subverting the government he swore to serve?
And, since it’s already too late, don’t get me started on Jimmy Kimmel, the late-night lapdog for every moron with a shtick, rolling out the red carpet like he’s running an underground resistance cell.
This isn’t comedy or commentary. This isn’t Dick Cavett. It’s “Dick Trump,” trumpeted at any cost. It’s a goddamn echo chamber for elite whiners. It’s a place where Jimmy gives aid and comfort to every enemy who befriends him,
Kimmel, fresh off his own FCC slap for running his mouth about Charlie Kirk’s assassination like it was MAGA’s fault, nods along as Kelly doubles down: “I’m not backing off!” Yeah, Jimmy, you “offer revolutionary resistance help” by turning your unwatched desk into a bully pulpit for these clowns, torching Trump and Pete Hegseth while pretending it’s noble.
What’s wrong with you, Kimmel? Ratings? Some holier-than-thou liberal guilt? Or just the thrill of sticking it to the guy who won fair and square? You platform this Temu-seditionist, let him spin his “illegal orders” fairy tale without a single tough follow-up—hell, you agree it’s “un-American” to hold him accountable!
You’re not resisting tyranny, you’re fueling a slow-burn coup, egging on these has-beens who can’t accept 81 million voters said “no more.”
It’s all extreme stupidity wrapped in sanctimony. Kelly feels “hunted” because consequences feel scary when you’re used to zero gravity and zero accountability. He committed the offense—stirring up the ranks against their boss—and now cries foul when the hammer drops. Boo hoo, baldie.
These people? They’re the real authoritarians, drunk on power they lost, hallucinating enemies under every bed while they plot real ones in boardrooms and greenrooms. Kelly’s not a hero; he’s a has-been hacking at the system he rode to glory. Kimmel’s not a truth-teller; he’s a megaphone for malcontents. Wake up, America—this ain’t persecution; it’s prosecution overdue. Lock ’em out, not up… yet.
But, keep pushing, fellas, and see how fast the playbook flips on you.
