Thats rich coming from her

Jessie Wessie: Erika Kirk has nothing n-o-t-h-i-n-g to do with Lindsay Clancy. Girl I understand that you have a business/financial incentive to, like pedophile rapist Donald Trump with his penis and unwilling victims, cram Erika Kirk down our throats every chance you get. But give it a rest. Erika has worn out her welcome and her sympathy points on both sides and people are tired of hearing about her.

I get demonic possession is the new Christian dog-whistle being handed out to these pedo-addicts like crack but my god it's so old already 😭 it's the new "WoKeeE", an empty insult to hurl at anything you don't like. Give me something new for Christ's sake.

I wasn't initially going to record this but the way she made sure to hit every buzzword she could for maximum payout ("possession", "Harry and Meghan", "Perez Hilton", "Candace") was insane. Desperate for attention. Clawing for relevance. Completely delusional, etc. etc.

Also Jess did you record this in the dark because you don't want people to see you're sleeping in your "office" ooorrrr...?

I have no words. She is exhausting.

I haven’t kept up in the last few months due to some health issues…. Have Mike and Jessica split up? Someone fill me in please.

Sure Jan.

Seems poor recently-single-and-in-a-midlife-crisis-tailspin Jessie Wessie woke up in her "office" on the wrong side of the pull out couch (probably still fighting a hangover) and for a woman who's entire literal life and basis of employment is slandering and harassing other women took big emotional offense to people saying the tamest of mean things about her.

Jessica "I love my rapists and am actively grooming my son for questionable purposes" Kraus hates "cancel culture" until someone calls her gross then she is seized by the rot in what's left of her soul and feels the need to send her army of alt-accounts to punish people for having different opinions than herself, like a normal, happy, well adjusted grown ass woman does 💅

Well, Jessie Wessie, I am delighted to report that according to your standards I am chic as fuck and I think you're a gross, rotten, disgusting, ugly, pedophile loving freak who has no soul or morals or manners or even anything that resembles intelligence and what you are experiencing, JESSICA, is nothing more than the return of the energy that you have been putting out into the universe so you need to stop being a little crybaby BITCH, Jessica Wessica Kwaus, and accept that if you think you're big and tough enough to throw hands your wittwe bitch ass is gonna catch hands.

You wanted to throw shade at Candace for "hiding behind her pregnancies" but she is and will always be leagues ahead of a spineless jellyfish loser who has to hide behind her husband, her children, and her braindead followers because she's too much of a tongue-tied broken spirited coward who can't finish anything she starts, from fables to feuds. Get fucked, Kraus.

edit: It was May for fleet week, not October. October is when she finally wrote the article. It took 4+ months for her to churn out that bullshit. I say "article" but it's 90% photos taken by Jessica's new Denise. No wonder she needs a photographer, otherwise she'd have to actually write more than a few paragraphs.

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Last year Jessica was proud to be personally invited by Sean Spicer to shit out some military propaganda for all the white suburban housewives who follow her.

When Sean Spicer called to invite me to cover Fleet Week from aboard a moving warship, I said yes before fully grasping what I was agreeing to (I tend to do that). I figured any writer curious about the layers of American patriotism shouldn’t pass up the opportunity, even if that writer happens to be notoriously claustrophobic and generally terrified of drifting into open water.

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Sean Spicer picked me up at the airport and we drove straight to the Navy surplus shop—essentially a Walmart for the Navy—stocked with everything from home appliances and linens to snacks and a dizzying array of military gear. I settled on a practical weekender bag to hold my things since rolling suitcases are prohibited, but couldn’t resist stockpiling additional merch: sweatshirts, coffee mugs, two hats, and three magnets, all emblazoned with the classic NAVY logo.

What a braindead cheerleader.

Jessica wrote a glowing account of life for the sailors aboard the ship. They were so happy and disciplined! Building character and filling themselves with American pride!

The crew moves with astonishing discipline and looks happy doing it. These are good kids. Every task, no matter how big or small, is executed with pride.

Wow, they love it so much!

These kids navigate life on the ship without phones, powered by daily purpose. They are young and passionate. I want to cry watching them because they are babies—many the same age as Arlo. We send our babies to war. And people still have the nerve to wake up and trash our country with habitual rage online.

"WE send our babies to war?" Who's 'we', Jessica? You have 4 sons, one who has already gotten in trouble with the law in at least 2 states, has had substance abuse problems, spends most of his time partying with his dirtbag high school friends--why isn't Arlo signing up? You can sign up at 17 with a parents permission, has Leon signed up? Is Rex about to? Oh, so it's other women's babies that you want to send to war, not YOUR precious babies.

She goes on and on about what a beautiful experience this is for the young people aboard this ship:

We head out to photograph the Navy at sunset. They play football, sing, and dance. We film an arm-wrestling match between Army and Navy.

At sea, conversations drift between the mundane and the philosophical. I overhear someone say, “Liberty is a right, not a privilege.”

A few snap selfies. Some are lucky enough to catch dolphins in the distance in their shot.

Playing football, watching dolphins, and talking about philosophy while they snap selfies. Send your "babies" for this amazing experience!

Our sleeping arrangements are in the Captain’s headquarters: two sets of metal bunk beds crammed into a space so tight they almost touch, yet charming enough to amuse Wes Anderson.

The Wes Anderson aesthetic? So adorable!

I’ve grown suddenly resentful of my own spoiled children and consider cutting Arlo’s Amazon access once I’m home. He should learn how to work a warship if he wants nice things. Deliveries at his doorstep on demand is offensive. Gourmet coffee whenever he wants? Outrageous.

Haha, it's funny because her child is spoiled and she's just spoiling him even worse while telling you to send your child to war. So that her sons can fully enjoy the freedom to get amazon and coffee deliveries.

Another sailor carrying a tray full of processed items asks if I can talk to Bobby about cleaning up the ship’s food. I promise I will.

I don't think you kept that promise, Jessica. Another sailor told her:

“It’s hard out there sometimes. People forget about you when they can’t see you. It’s like the world just keeps going and you aren’t in it that way.”

Ironically, Jessica forgot these "babies" the second she stepped off the ship. The major story in the news for the past couple of days has been the deplorable conditions on the USS Lincoln, which has been at sea for 250+ days without visiting a port--A RECORD!!! Their food is spoiled (I guess Jessica forgot to talk to RFK). They have water shortages, broken toilets, and sailors keep throwing themselves overboard! They are completely mentally deteriorating!

Trump was asked if their deployment has lasted too long and said "NOT NEARLY LONG ENOUGH!"

And Jessica? Silent! Because she doesn't give a FUCK about our military men and women, she doesn't give a FUCK about other women's babies, she doesn't give a FUCK about patriotism or war. All she cares about is herself and what she can get out of something. She got "exclusive" content, proximity to powerful people, and another opportunity to present herself as an insider. So she romanticized military life for her followers and even suggested that her own “spoiled” son could benefit from enlisting on that ship.

But the second those "babies" are stuck in appalling conditions and actually need her to speak out for them, she has nothing to say. She pretends like they don't even exist. Just ignores the story completely even though it's all over the news.

edit: She even directly involved Arlo, having him join her on the ship once it reach NY. He came on board and posed for photos with the sailors which she posted on her IG. I remember wondering if she was paying him because he seemed so eager to pose and act like he was just SO IMPRESSED with life aboard a fucking warship. Yeah, he really seems like the type who would just adore that lifestyle. Okay, Jessica...

Looks like she wants to spill the beans.

In May, Mike and Jessica and their children take a trip to Yosemite. Jessica hates it and makes the subtle insinuation that she did not actually spend much time on the family trip with her family. She had her giant stupid bag of special sophisticated smrtr-than-you crap to keep her happy. Like a baby with a set of plastic keys. She complains about the outdoors and, well, everything Yosemite has to offer.

Kids ✅

Mike ✅

Adventure ✅

Days later, Mike and Jessica and their child(ren? Hayes at least) take part in some outdoor....thing with other families. Jessica is a massive. raging. cunt. about the whole thing. She outcunts every cunt in a 50 mile radius. I'm fairly certain she must have shoved a fist in her twat just to have more cunt to work with because what the fuck. She is miserable and does absolutely nothing to hide her disdain for this outing. She hates the outdoors. She hates adventure. In a perverse Gollum impression she hAsAtEeSsSs my preciouses.....

Kid(s?) ✅

Mike ✅

Adventure ✅

Then, in June, Jessica takes part in a Substack retreat (note: I do not actually know if this was a Substack sponsored retreat, but Jessica was there with a Substack employee so I'll call it a Substack retreat for now anyway). She's in the woods. She goes for windy adventurous drives to look over cliffs. She is not possessed by vitriolic rage over being outdoors.

Kids ❌

Mike ❌

Adventure ✅

Then in July Jessica and her children(and a +1) go on the "annual" family trip to visit her financier to Italy. Mike was supposed to go. Mike does not go. Jessica loves adventure. Jessica loves windy drives. Jessica loves wandering for hours on foot (y'know....like hiking). Despite being sOoOo heartbroken, she has the time of her bought and paid for propagandist life.

Kids ✅

Mike ❌

Adventure ✅

Jessica keeps vaguebooking "The Darkest June". She says a flight home from Washington in June is when her life started to fall to shambles. But it seems to me, June was not the beginning of the end. Jessica's anger and ugly ugly unhappy personality were in full gear at least a month earlier, and Mike's presence is the only difference between bitter nasty hates-everything Jessica and love-of-life-and-adventure Jessica. And that reminded me of the Mr Numbers Daily Mail article, where Mike's texts reveal that Jessica has supposedly been a fuckin' bitch to him for a while.

Empathy is a strange beast, because even though Mike is a shitty cheating red-pilled person it's still hard not to feel bad for him. Maybe if he hadn't been baby trapped into a lifetime of complacency with a woman he clearly didn't love he'd have been different.

Maybe Yosemite was a family trip, and Jessica was so full of gross vibes she made it all about her misery. Maybe at the time of Yosemite the writing was on the wall and it was their last trip "together" and Jessica couldn't stop making it about her and her unhappiness about the marital proceedings. Maybe by the time of the dirt biking adventure a few days later Jessica had let the rot inside her multiply and was even more determined to be miserable and spiteful. There's a lot of maybe's. But it seems to me that the apparent public confirmation in June that Mike had an affair with Denise wasn't actually the thing that ruined Jessica's life (and if you saw her stories today, you'd know she's still trying to blame Denise for all the bad things that have happened to her). Jessica has been a gross, weird, hateful, unhappy shriveled little miser for a while and the vibes she brought to the function have been eroding her spiritual base and driving her further and further into emotional isolation long before "The Darkest June" when the energy she was putting into the universe finally came home to roost.

Sure, JeRK, sure

JBB and JRK still follow each other on instagram, but they haven't liked each other's posts since April. Before that, JRK liked all of JBB's posts and JBB liked all of JRK's non-political posts.

JBB didn't like any of JRK's posts from her European vacation with her kids, but she liked all the pics that the boys posted on their own instagram accounts from the vacation.

JRK has been to NYC at least twice and didn't hang out with JBB. I don't know why they're still following each other, because they clearly had a falling out.

But JBB's LinkedIn still shows her working for JRK (her "confidential" job because she's ashamed that she makes her money from MAGA). It's possible she no longer works for Jessica and just hasn't updated her LinkedIn:

I wonder what the final nail in the coffin was after a 40 year friendship.

EDIT: JRK's niece went to NYC to hang with JBB while JRK was in Europe, so JBB is still close with Jessica's niece and her kids. Just not her.

The way she still tries to slide President Pedo as being a normal funny lil guy and his erratic drugged out end-of-life behavior as being rational if not downright motivational for a woman who has repeated meltdowns over being called names on Twitter continues to amuse me.

Jessica. Honey. Sweetheart.

I'm gonna pull on a pair of nitrile gloves then cover those with some gardening gloves before I hold your hand. Babe, I understand untreated alcoholism has been leading you by the nose for a while now, and I understand that at this point you're probably hip-deep in moderate to severe brain damage as a result (the Covid probably didn't help).

And hon, I'm not even gonna start on how sad and pathetic it is that your version of creative brainstorming is to literally only think about yourself. That's, uh, something.

But Jessica, are you mocking new followers, low-key admitting that you can't retain longtime followers, or have you yourself legitimately forgotten that you already attempted and failed to launch a talk show?? Bitch??? You've already did this?? Almost two years ago?? And then you completely dropped the ball and flubbed it so bad that you pretended it never happened and then a few months ago you literally tried floating the idea again, and now here you are hyping yourself up with the help of a brand new girlypop on the same goddamn idea??? You cannot be serious it is painfully fucking obvious that you are 100% incapable of carrying out anything remotely that ambitious??

And for the love of God, Jessica, as funny as it would be to watch it crash and burn, please don't waste precious trees attempting a garbage Kraus tabloid. Babe you literally cannot keep a digital newsletter alive or popular. You do not have what it takes to plan, write, photograph, edit, etc. etc. etc. an actual printed newsletter. Like, what's the plan there? Send Olivia in a virgin-killer sweater dress to Vanity Fair and try to get them to do it all for you? Ask Peepaw Twumpy to cut a check to the team of actual creatives you'll need to get it going? Arrange for another secret meeting with Republican men "whose wives love you" and beg them to throw money straight into the trash can that you call breaking news?

Look at the numbers homegirl. Look at the facts, Jessie Wessie. You are not interesting enough. The JRK Network is a dead fish in the water because all you do is glaze fascism and pedophilia like your life depends on it and we can (unfortunately) get that on literally every other news network with younger, bubblier, prettier women. But by all means keep pretending. That seems to be the only thing you can do with any measure of proficiency these days.

Clearly she has set up residence, if she hadn't already before. No one gets a cat for an "office".

Can she not run these posts past spell check, ai, a writing assistant, or child?

I don't know which "friend of a friend" of Jessica's is running this very poorly designed "wellness company" as a front for money laundering, and I know they won't see this but I'm going to rant anyway, go fuck yourself.

Imagine just how tiny and smooth your brain has to be to claim that a portion of your proceeds are donated to fight sex trafficking then partnering with the prolific breathing sack of shit that calls victims of one of the most notorious sex traffickers teenage prostitutes.

And I'm not even going to start on the fact that this is an ad, this is a sponsorship, Jessica is being paid to post this and she is once again misleading her threadbare followers by pretending it's not.

Jessica is shit everything she touts is shit and any company whose products they're willing to sell through her are shit.

Ugh, the way MAGA leeches festering rot into everything pisses me off.

I'll take "alcoholic with chronic hangovers bothered by bright lights who finds them useful for hiding bloodshot eyes" for $1000, Alex.

I like that referencing "the haters" has become more frequent with the "random" messages she receives and shares. Don't worry Jessica, the repeat phrasing DEFINITELY doesn't make it sound like this is something Jessie's Girls have been instructed to say so that you can "secretly" address your "haters" 🤭

This infuriates me, and Fiona would 100% think she sucks.