Happy Demon Month
CW: This explainer on "why Pride flags trigger Christo-chuds" includes references to Biblical antediluvian fallen-angels impregnating female Earthlings who then birthed sterile baby giants.
The legend of Noah and the Flood isn’t just an ancient narrative about a petty vengeful Sky-God murdering almost every living creature on the planet. The Great Deluge is also a story about supernatural sex resulting in the creation of extremely tall human-hybrids who turned out to be very hungry assholes. And Noah’s tale is the source of a weird spiritual copyright grievance for End Times Christians — growing in popularity and amplified during Pride Month — that the gays stole and misappropriated the symbol of the rainbow from the Bible.
In Maine, the local chud screaming the loudest about the alleged theft of the rainbow color scheme, this year, is none other than Nick Blanchard, aka Corn Pop, the J-6 MAGA moron who has appeared in several Crash Reports (here here here here and here).
Blanchard is pissed about Pride Month and devoting his weekends in June to harassing Mainers while trying to sell “Demon Month” tee shirts and posters as a way to monetize his hate.
He’s hard to miss at the public events like Hallowell Pride or the “No Kings” rally in Augusta. Look for a neck-bearded troll wearing a MAGA hat and a flag code-violating clown-suit while screeching hate-babble into a megaphone.
He’s also been spotted riding his e-scooter to various happenings, since his driver’s license was suspended in February after his arrest on drunk driving charges.
(On June 17, his OUI case was continued until September, which means he’ll be restricted to two-wheels for the rest of the summer. No word yet on the outcome of the CPS investigation into Blanchard leaving his six-year-old kid home alone at the time of his arrest.)
Even without a driver’s license, the dude’s had a very busy June. First with some IRL trolling at Hallowell Pride (where his colleague-in-hate got sucker-punched, more on that later) and the Augusta rally where he yelled at passersby, often making sexual and racist comments to women. Then, limited by his lack of transportation, Blanchard launched some very public on-line attacks on Cushnoc Brewing, the Midcoast Humane animal shelter and Brunswick’s Pride celebration for their support of the LGBTQ community.
Blanchard has also been chatting up — and making gifts to — a seventh grade boy in Farmington who claims he was suspended from school for barking at furries. Plus Blanchard’s on-line efforts to protest a trans-athlete’s appearance at a Freeport track meet contributed to the stress that led to that teenager’s decision not to compete. And continuing with his obsession with teenagers’ love lives, Blanchard has been harassing — IRL and on-line — the folks at Equality Maine for their sponsoring of a Pride dance in Portland on June 20 for queer youth.
Again, to be clear, this is a 35-year-old man — who rides a scooter —aggressively harassing Maine teenagers and hoping to disrupt a dance for queer high schoolers. In other words, a real creep.
Blanchard reminds me of a Temu version of Shawn McBreairty, the now-dead bigot from central Maine who killed himself last year after failing to monetize his grift-of-hate. And while McBreairty was no rocket scientist, he wasn’t as dumb as Blanchard. Even with attention from western Maine podcaster Tucker Carlson, Steve Bannon, Diamond and Silk and the Maine Wire (the faux-news subsidiary of the non-profit Maine Policy Institute) McBreairty couldn’t capitalize in cash his harassment of Maine teenagers and educators.
McBreairty did makes tens of thousands annually, for the last couple of years of his life, including a $40,000 payment from the RSU # 22 school district in Hampden when a judge found school officials violated McBreairty’s constitutional rights by trying to ban him from school events. A friend of McBreairty told me that financial issues connected to his activism caused the now-dead chud to commit suicide.
Lately, I’ve noticed an escalation in Blanchard’s use of confrontational tactics, especially when dealing with middle-aged women who work in the schools. Which is reminiscent of McBreairty’s public actions in the months before he swallowed the barrel of a gun, at home, in a room where his 20-something daughter was guaranteed to discover his corpse.
And like McBrearity, Blanchard is always asking for cash from his followers. Unlike, McB, though, Blanchard’s supporters haven’t come through with the big bucks. His fundraiser on GiveSendGo (the alt-GoFundMe that’s popular with nazis, Christian-Nationalists and dumb chuds) has only taken in $625 after being up for six months. Conversly McBrearity, over a couple year period, raised almost $20k via that platform.
All that to say, Blanchard’s behavior leads me to think the dude has mommy issues. And money problems. Plus, he’s an easily-triggered homophobic asshole with a shitty life, looking to spoil other peoples’ joy. Regardless of his motivation, subconscious or otherwise, I predict Blanchard’s “activism” won’t end well. With the rise of political violence in America, coupled with Blanchard’s big mouth, it’s inevitable someone will get hurt. One possible scenario would be Blanchard getting slugged by an angry loved one of someone that’s been targeted by the chud. Fella has scores of enemies, so if something happened, the list of suspects would be longer than his neckbeard.
Another, far more distressing sequence of events would be an act of violence inspired by Blanchard’s incendiary rhetoric. It’s call Stochastic terrorism and last weekend’s double murder in Minnesota is an example of politically motivated psychopathic rampages by lunatics with right wing agendas.
Blanchard frequently uses social media and podcasts to call local elected officials “groomers, pedos, molesters and perverts.” He’s doxxed multiple school board members (on-line and printed on various tee-shirts and posters) in both Skowhegan and Augusta. Last year, Blanchard shared Secretary of State Shenna Bellows’ home address a whole bunch of times on Facebook, Twitter and Truth Social after the now-gubernatorial candidate ruled that Donald Trump wasn’t eligible to be on Maine’s ballot.
Jeez, almost seems like he’s giving out directions for possible targets.
But now his modus operandi has changed. For Pride Month, Blanchard is going after private individuals, businesses and non-profits with the audacity to NOT be homophobic.
All because the gays stole the rainbow from God.
I know that’s a lot to unpack, especially for those not familiar with the Holy Book. So before I get to today’s parable about a couple MAGA morons acting like crybabies after allegedly getting sucker-punched for spewing hate and venom at Hallowell Pride, join me for the first installment of Bible Study from the Crash Report™.
Please turn to Genesis, Chapter 6.
When human beings began to increase in number on the earth and daughters were born to them, 2 the sons of God saw that the daughters of humans were beautiful, and they married any of them they chose.
The vast majority of scholars agree that “Sons of God,” btw, is Bible-speak for fallen angels. The terminology appears six times in the Old Testament. (Twice in Genesis, thrice in the Book of Job and once in the Book of Daniel.) Anyways, as the story goes, God cast out an unknown number of angels from Heaven for being involved in a failed coup d'etat. The Book of Revelation estimates 1/3 of God’s heavenly army was dismissed. However, the Book of Enoch (while not included in the Bible, the ancient Hebrew apocalyptic text is super-popular with End Times Christians) says 200 bad bois got the boot from heaven and even includes the names of the disgraced angelic leadership team. The second book of Enoch says, as time went on, the ranks of Satan’s fallen angels swelled, increasing to “200 myriad.” And since a “myriad” is a classical unit of 10,000, that means there were possibly a couple million angels under Satan’s control.
It should be noted that the bad angels were also evicted for being “prideful.” Those so-called “fallen angels,” aka “demons” were able to take human form and materialize on Earth. (Almost like being “transported” in Star Trek.) As soon as they landed, these demonic dudes started drooling. Because, to angels, Earth-women were H-O-T and sexy. One thing led to another and soon enough, spiritual beings and human-ladies started hooking up. And, amazingly, fallen angel seed found purchase in female soil. Also, when the babies were born, they turned out to be giants.
This copulation, conception and childbirth happened many many times. Which gave rise to a giant hybrid race of half-human, half-fallen angel known as Nephilim. These extremely strong and tall half-breeds ran amok. They took over multiple local governments, then, eventually, conquered the entire known world. According to one account, when food got scarce and the Nephilim were hungry, the monsters turned cannibal and dined on human flesh.
All of this made the Lord God in Heaven above very angry. After all, the OG source of the trouble were the pride-filled fallen-angels He tossed out of heaven. As an all-knowing god, He shoulda known the bad boys would knock up human females with their angelic sperm. Anyways, it got to the point that the Earth-scene was too sinful and dirty for God. He’d had enough of everyone and everything. Especially His immoral humans. He’d begun to regret manufacturing Adam, then cloning his rib into Eve and the rest of the whole friggin’ mess of creation.
Most of all, He wanted the Nephilim D-E-A-D. Thing is, those giant hybrids were pretty friggin’ tough. To wipe ‘em all out would require pretty significant firepower.
So God, in his divine wisdom, decided to release torrential rains on the planet and drown every damn one of the Nephilim. That’ll teach ‘em, He thought. Because everyone knows that giants — like witches — can’t float.
Of course, such a dick move would also wipe out the human-and-animal races on Earth — except for the people and critters stationed aboard Noah’s ark. Before you get all judgy with the Divine Father’s plan, though, you must understand a couple more things… at least from the Biblical perspective.
4 The Nephilim were on the earth in those days—and also afterward—when the sons of God went to the daughters of humans and had children by them. They were the heroes of old, men of renown.
5 The Lord saw how great the wickedness of the human race had become on the earth, and that every inclination of the thoughts of the human heart was only evil all the time. 6 The Lord regretted that he had made human beings on the earth, and his heart was deeply troubled. 7 So the Lord said, “I will wipe from the face of the earth the human race I have created—and with them the animals, the birds and the creatures that move along the ground—for I regret that I have made them.” 8 But Noah found favor in the eyes of the Lord.
God warned the sinners. In Genesis 6, he gives humankind 120 years to straighten out or face divine destruction. Around the same time (2500 B.C., according to some whacky estimates), God reached out to Noah — then about 480 years old — and ordered him to build a 450-foot long, rectangular ark. Also, assemble a whole bunch of livestock.
Contrary to popular lore, btw, animals didn’t board the vessel two by two. Also, the animal contingent weren’t just breeding pairs. According to Genesis Chapter 7, God gave the following instructions.
“Take with you seven pairs of every kind of clean animal, a male and its mate, and one pair of every kind of unclean animal, a male and its mate and also seven pairs of every kind of bird, male and female, to keep their various kinds alive throughout the earth.”
That’s quite the floating petting zoo. As for the difference between “clean” and “unclean” amimals, we have to go to the Book of Leviticus which, btw, was also written by Moses, who was the reputed author of Genesis, Exodus, Numbers and Deuteronomy. Basically, clean critters can be eaten and/or sacrificed. Also, in terms of mammals, they need to be ruminants with cloven hooves like cows, giraffes, goats, sheep et al. Seafood with scales and fins were also considered clean, along with some birds.
Unclean critters were cloven-footed animals that don’t chew the cud, such as pigs, rabbits, camels, llamas, alpacas, badgers and guanaco. Also unclean were elephants, reptiles and sea-critters without fins or scales like lobsters, crabs, clams, whales and sharks.
Spoiler alert: Later, while some “clean” critters would be used to re-settle the planet, others will be sacrificed to God.
The Heavenly Father chose Noah as his earthly captain, btw, because, according to Scripture, Noah’s blood line was Nephilim-free. In fact, according to some ancient texts, Noah’s immediate family were the last non-hybrids on the planet without fallen-angel genome in their DNA.
Then, as promised, 120 years after warning the Earthlings and the Nephilim to change their evil ways, God opened the floodgates and triggered a 40-day, 40-night, rain-event. It’s important to note, according to Scripture, this was the FIRST time it ever rained on Earth. Prior to this divine temper tantrum, our climate was perfect, apparently with some sort of closed eco-system that didn’t require rain.
The water continued to rise, for another 150 days, after the rain stopped. Then it was another 150 days until the floodwaters receded and finally deposited Noah, his un-named wife and their sons — Shem, Ham and Japheth — and their unnamed wives on a mountain. Where did the giant rectangular ark end up? Your guess is as good as mine, but some sleuths have claimed to find the remains of the ark atop Mount Ararat in Turkey.
I have several doubts about this entire narrative. As both a former Coast Guardsman (I lived and worked aboard a 210-foot cutter for three years) and current small farmer, I find it hard to believe the ark and animals could’ve survived the Flood. After all, Noah was not a skilled boat builder. And his vessel had no engines, sails, oars or other means of propulsion. Which meant for 340 days, the ark floated, drifting to wherever the Sky God deemed. There are many logistical issues to deal with while underway for such an extended period of time aboard a ship as large as Noah’s bobbing boat. It would have been impossible, considering the era and circumstances, for Cap’t Noah to stockpile enough potable water and food for all the humans and animals for the duration of time underway.
Also, thanks to my agricultural experience, I can assure you that there was no way that Noah and his team kept all those critters ALIVE on that vessel for such an extended period. Besides the aforementioned “food and water for 340 days” conundrum, there’s the issue of manure. Lots of it. And there’s no Biblical mention of the type of bedding the crew used to keep stalls muck-free and hygienic. Considering the rough-hewn construction of the ark, it’s highly unlikely that any watertight compartments would be wasted on storing a huge cache of animal bedding.
Which leads to another major problem: how did the staff prevent disease — fungal, viral and otherwise — from spreading across species in such dank and damp conditions? According to the Bible, Noah built the ark out of “gopher wood,” a currently unknown type of tree that some have hypothesized to be cedar or cypress or pine. Wood’s porosity creates a petri dish for bad bacteria, fungus and viruses spread by animal waste and requires lots of bleach for disinfection. I doubt Noah’s kids knew enough about tending livestock to keep up with all the necessary cleaning required on a floating animal farm.
Also, what did Noah and his sons do about predation by meat-eaters of the smaller tasty animals? Preventing carnivores from chomping on the littles would require extensive fencing or a phenomenal number of “secure” critter stalls.
And not to belabor the animal husbandry aspect of OPERATION ARK, but creating optimal conditions is essential in facilitating successful breeding. And a shit-covered stall in the bowels of a moldy ship isn’t conducive to propagation. Not to mention that the length of gestation for many of the breed stock aboard the ark was shorter than the length of the voyage. Sure, the pregnancies of the elephant, the rhino, the manatee, the camel, the giraffe and the alpine salamander (2 to 3 year period) would’ve lasted longer than the trip on the ark. But most smaller mammals, plus many birds, rats and reptiles, would’ve given birth during the period when the floodwaters were still rising or falling. As someone who has taken care of many baby animals, I assure you that the task of dealing with all the little critters, under those watery circumstances and humid conditions, would’ve been too much for Noah and his crew to handle.
Or, to put it another way… if you keep livestock on a 450-foot long dark and dank boat, you’re gonna get deadstock.
Despite all the flaws in the Noah narrative, lots of people that believe this story — and every other Biblical tale — to be LITERALLY 100 percent true. According to a recent Pew survey, almost 40 percent of modern U.S. Christians believe that the Bible is inerrant. To them, the Bible is the actual word of God and can never be wrong.
With that statistic in mind, here are a few more tidbits concerning current End Timers’ beliefs about Noah and his kin. First and foremost: the RAINBOW.
Post-flood, after realizing it was a mistake to kill almost every living thing, God signed a contract with Noah (called a covenant) to abandon the use of global floods as God’s punishment for humanity’s sins and his preferred method for exterminating the Nephilim.
“I now establish my covenant with you and with your descendants after you 10 and with every living creature that was with you—the birds, the livestock and all the wild animals, all those that came out of the ark with you—every living creature on earth. 11 I establish my covenant with you: Never again will all life be destroyed by the waters of a flood; never again will there be a flood to destroy the earth.”
Also, Scripture says, every single time sunlight is refracted and dispersed by atmospheric water droplets, the multi-colored visual miracle should be considered a reminder of God’s promise not to again commit genocide via Great Floods and drowning.
12 And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all generations to come: 13 I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. 14 Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, 15 I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life. 16 Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth.”
Back to the actual Great Flood though. After the ark ran aground, Noah planted a vineyard and took to drinking. To be blunt: survivor guilt seemed to have turned the dude into a wino. And that’s not gossip. Scripture tells us Noah drank to excess. And that he passed out naked. On one such drunken occasion, his son Ham went into Noah’s room and found his dad, un-clothed and unconscious. Ham went and told his brothers Shem and Japheth what he saw. Then Shem and Japheth entered their father’s boudoir, eyes averted, with a cloak and covered-up the old man’s ancient genitalia.
Next morn, Noah awakens to discover the cloak over his low-hanging fruit and somehow figured out what happened. And, for some reason, he gets pissed at Ham and, in the process, curses Ham’s son, Canaan and all Canaan’s descendants.
24 When Noah awoke from his wine and found out what his youngest son had done to him, 25 he said,
“Cursed be Canaan!
The lowest of slaves
will he be to his brothers.”
A brief aside: there are many weird interpretations of what actually went down on that drunken night. The strangest explanation has to do with the hermeneutic deconstruction of the phrase re: Ham seeing “his father’s nakedness.” Because of a convoluted linguistic theory involving Moses’ authorship of both Genesis and Leviticus, some weirdos interpret that phrase as meaning that Ham had sex with either Noah or, even more bizarrely, Noah’s wife. Both theories seem pretty farfetched. Proponents, however, doubt that merely seeing his dad naked would’ve been enough of a sin to trigger Noah into cursing Ham’s lineal descendants. Incestuous sex, theorists theorize, would’ve been enough to precipitate Noah’s malediction for future generations.
The descendants of Ham’s son Canaan, btw, became known as the Canaanites, a tribe cursed with all sorts of trials and tribulations, including enslavement. While it’s tough to track the lineage and bloodline to current times, some scholars claim modern Lebanese and Palestinians are descended from the Canaanites.
All that to say, according to the Bible, Noah lived for another 450 years post-Flood. According to his obituary, Noah passed on to his reward at the ripe old age of 950, due to alcohol poisoning. Another sad fact: With all that time on his hands in the years betwixt the Flood and his death, Noah was sure to have figured out the whole ark endeavor was a terrible mistake. Millions drowned and yet God’s goal of eliminating evil was not achieved.
The Flood was a Flop
Hermeneutically speaking, I can’t help but think about a clue regarding the Nephilim that emerged from the text. Consider Genesis, 6:4.
4 The Nephilim were on the earth in those days—and also afterward—when the sons of God went to the daughters of humans and had children by them. They were the heroes of old, men of renown.
The phrase “in those days — and also afterward” is of particular concern. “In those days” refers to Noahic times. The words “also afterward” means post-Flood, the Nephilim somehow still existed. Which means God’s attempt to rid Earth of the half-demonic Nephilim failed. Not only was the Flood’s death and destruction a horrible mistake, but it was all for naught.
Let’s link this Bible study back to current events. I’ve read FB posts and Reddit threads hypothesizing that Barron Trump is actually Nephilim. I’m not buying it. Remember, the Nephilim-type giants were the offspring of inter-species breeding between male demons and attractive Earth-women. Sure, the kid is tall. Not a giant, though. And, most importantly, for Baron to be Nephilim, Donald Trump would have to be a fallen-angel. And we know that’s not the case, due to his abnormally short fingers and his tiny mushroom-shaped phallus.
Biologically and genetically, though, I believe the whole premise of a Nephilim bloodline to be severely flawed. In breeding fallen-angels with attractive Earth-women, we need to consider what’s known as “Haldane's Rule,” which explains why hybrid mammals are almost always sterile. It’s akin to the situation with mules, which are the offspring of a male donkey (62 chromosomes) and a female horse (64 chromosomes). The resulting baby mule has 63 chromosomes, which is a serious impediment to reproduction, both in production of sperm and other issues.
Human women have 46 chromosomes and the number of chromosomes in fallen angels (and the Nephilim-babies) is heretofore unknown. The fallen angels, though, are eternal spiritual beings in a material world, which portends that their DNA is a little bit different.
As for the Nephilim, since they are giants and “heroes of old, men of renown,” and genetically half-angel, it seems improbable they would have the same number of chromosomes as female humans. Meaning the Nephilim were likely sterile. Thus, the whole premise of a Nephilim bloodline — and Noah’s fam being Neph-free — is ridiculous. Biologically speaking, there can be no “Children of Nephilim.”
That being said, the fallen-angels could still be among us. After all, angels are thought to be immortal. Thus, fallen angels — who can appear on Earth as handsome and charming human males with average length fingers and phallus — could, at this very moment, could still be impregnating beautiful “daughters of humans.” And in those cases, the offspring would be Nephilim. And likely sterile, according to Haldane's Rule.
Back to the Barron Trump question: if Melania dallied with a handsome and charming fallen angel, with average length fingers and phallus, it would be possible for Barron to be Nephilim. Unlikely, though, we’ll ever be able to confirm or deny, so I suggest you do your own research.
True-believers
I first came across the Christo-claim to rainbow-theft back in 2023 when the then-vice chair of Maine Republican Party, Sam Bridges, posted a video of him being angry in front of the Boothbay Harbor Congregational Church because of the LGBTQ-friendly logo on the church’s signage.
At first, I thought Bridges was just being a lone freaky-deek. I’d interviewed the kid for Episode 2 of my Disinfomaniacs’ podcast when— at age 18 — he became the youngest state GOP vice chair in Maine History. Gotta admit, during our conversation, it quickly became obvious the teenager wasn’t very smart or mature and def not a political savant or prodigy.
Here’s the video Bridges posted about modern churches, the rainbow connection and queer folk.
Bridge’s dumb take on the rainbow theft piqued my curiosity, so I looked into the allegations that the gays co-opted the symbol from the Bible. And surprise! It was a real thing. Calvary Chapel churches, for instance, have been promoting the dumb theory since at least 2015 (if not earlier) and there’s even more dated references to the rainbow theft from fringe homophobes.
First of all, what a stupid — and desperate — theory! I mean, pride in ownership of the whole “God’s promise not to commit genocide by flood, AGAIN!” argument is a pretty weird flex, bro. Especially daft, considering how the Noahic rainbow promise isn’t remotely connected to the message of inclusivity symbolized by the queer community’s rainbow flag.
Besides, a fringe religion can’t claim exclusive rights to a natural phenomena. It’ll be a slippery slope if the Christo-nuts are allowed to own the rainbow. Soon you’ll have Satanists laying claim to rainbows. After all, it weren’t for the fallen angels knocking up Earth-gals, there wouldn’t have been a Flood…or a rainbow to cherish.
Also, if the chuds would just duck-duck-google “who invented the rainbow flag?” they’d learn it was a cool dude named Gilbert Baker. An artist-activist-veteran-vexillographer, he first created the multicolored flag with the help of a collective of volunteers in San Francisco. The OG flags (which were actually tie-died pieces of fabric painstakingly stitched together) were a powerful new symbol that debuted on June 25, 1978. The then eight colors were symbolic of the diversity of what we now call the Pride Movement.
The Pride Flag has undergone modifications and alterations over the almost 50 years since Baker sewed the first one. Two colors were removed due to higher production costs for hot pink and certain blue hues. Nowadays, we see many versions of this powerful symbol in tons of different places, from corporate marketing to schoolrooms, signifying that, at least for some, love and acceptance of diversity is easy.
After all, Jesus said, “Love your neighbor as yourself.”
For some reason, Jesus’ “Golden Rule” to love others triggers the chuds. Maybe it’s because these guys don’t love themselves. And that might have something to do with why they’re so fixated on “who-loves-who” in the first place.
So they get tee shirts and giant signs printed in order to show their displeasure with “the alphabet cult,” their not-so-clever describer for the LGBTQ community.
Corn Slop
And that brings us back to the walking neckbeard, aka Blanchard. A newbie to Christianity — and a real dummy when it comes to Biblical teaching — this stooge simply doesn’t understand the real message of Jesus Christ, his supposed Lord and Personal Savior. And his hatred for the rainbow flag is just the latest in a long string of contrived grievances this knucklehead has inflicted on Maine since moving here five years ago from Rhode Island.
Blanchard, btw, was very publicly baptized in the fall of 2022 in a horse trough — under a Trump banner — by the witch-hunting “Prophet” Greg Locke in the now-defunct Christo-Fash movie theater in Ellsworth that was owned by perennial failed political candidate (and serial conman) John Linnehan.
(If that previous sentence isn’t news to YOU, please try to spend some time away from the screens this week.)
These days, as a baby Christian, Blanchard spends an inordinate amount of time harassing educators across Maine who dare uphold state laws that promote diversity and inclusion. I’ve reported extensively on his creepy hobby of spewing hate and trying to disrupt school board meetings in cities and towns where he has no connection. His regular target, though, is the school board chair in Augusta, where Blanchard lives in a rental apartment and commutes on his e-bike to his job at an electrical parts warehouse. Interestingly, Blanchard never attends — or protests — at school board meetings in Waterville where his young child is enrolled.
Anyways, eager to monetize his hate, Blanchard came up with a scheme to get a bunch of “Demon Month” tee shirts printed and sell ‘em to his followers on the socials. Because, in the MAGA-verse, tee shirts are a big business. Apparently, the shirt had commercial potential, since people slide into his DMs on Facebook in order to order the shirt.
Blanchard was pumped, until he awoke on the morning of June 3rd and discovered his FB profile had been cancelled for violating community standards. He got the axe, he claimed, in connection to his anti-LGBTQ rants. Also deleted was all the contact info for the bigots who intended to buy his tee-shirts.
Ooof.
Foiled again!!
Blanchard also had a handful of 4x8 foot “Demon ” signs printed. So on the rainy Saturday, June 7, he borrowed a canopy and set up — guerrilla style — at Hallowell Pride, where he trolled all sorts of passersby, often live-streaming their responses to him being an asshole.
Driving Blanchard to Hallowell was Pavel Dokukin. You can read about this knucklehead’s arrest at an Augusta school board meeting here. Dokukin is a 39-year-old Russian immigrant and bug exterminator who came to Maine with his mom — a mail-order bride — back in 2002 when he was 16. His mother has long since divorced her green-card hubby, but not before striking a deal — according to court records — that ensured that her son would get her ex-schlub’s house in Augusta. (More on that house in a second.)
Anyways, during Hallowell Pride, the two jokers weren’t happy with the overall lack of response to their signage, so they started to wander the event, trying to bait Pride-goers into responding to a couple MAGA-hats spewing vile. And at some point, Dokukin engaged in a heated argument with a passersby, which resulted in the Russian getting “sucker-punched” twice. Right in the chompers. FAFO, chuddly.
Despite these chuds constantly filming every interaction with the public, they oddly didn’t have any footage of this alleged incident. That didn’t stop them from going to Hallowell police, though, acting like a couple of crybabies. Especially since the cops couldn’t help. After all, the two chuds had failed to capture the alleged assault on video. And, when asked if they could point out the alleged assailants, the morons couldn’t find ‘em.
Which meant, for the coppers, case closed.
The next morning, though, Blanchard finds a post (below) by a dude who took credit for slugging Dokukin. The smoking fist, so to speak. Blanchard calls 911 and tells ‘em about the post. Eventually, he was connected to the Hallowell cops and Blanchard whined like a petulant boy.
Thing is, the cop explained, Dokukin would have to be the one to file a complaint. And, according to Blanchard, Dokukin wanted to put the whole sordid incident behind him. After all, getting punched at a queer festival and crying about it isn’t good optics for a tough talking chud.
How do we know all this? Because Blanchard posts video of himself talking to the cops then making the 911 call the next morning. What a weirdo!
Instead of getting justice via the cops on that Sunday morning, they decided to trigger some libs. Perhaps even harvest some liberal tears. Remember Dokukin’s aforementioned house? It’s located on a busy section of State Street in Augusta.
The visible location inspired the dynamic duo to climb on the roof to mount a “Demon Month” sign, along with a Trump “If you come at a King, you best not miss” commemorative assassination flag.
Then Blanchard and his pal Dokukin, brandishing a rifle, posed for pics and videos. Which triggered a woman in the parking lot of an apartment building across the street. Which the chuds then filmed and posted to the socials, including Blanchard’s new Facebook account.
Which resulted in Blanchard having some lulz, until he lost that account too, due to his homophobic posts. So he started a new FB account — his third in a month — which lasted less than a week before getting zucked.
Anyways, back to the Hallowell Pride festival. Blanchard spotted the Equality Maine tent and feeling brave, he accosted the volunteer behind the table, who handled the situation well and remained calm while on the receiving end of his blather.
The “Pink Pony Club Youth Pride Party” that has Blanchard so upset is scheduled for tomorrow evening in Portland. He’s so mad about the party that he’s urging his fellow “Patriots” and “Follows [sic] of Christ” to show up prepared to “start flipping tables.”
While Blanchard keeps posting about the event on the socials, I gotta think he wouldn’t dare to make an appearance. Portland is too far to go on his e-bike and his buddy Dokukin doesn’t seem to share Blanchard’s fondness for teenagers. And neither wants to risk getting busted, considering both have already been arrested in the last six months.
Imstead, he’ll probably stay home and burn another tiny Rainbow flag.
If Blanchard does show up, though, I hope organizers call the cops on him. After all, there’s ample evidence this guy is a real freak with some weird desires and willingness to spout violent talk. And teenagers these days have to contend with enough garbage already. They don’t need their fun night to be marred by an unpleasant interaction with a 35-year-old neckbearded weirdo.
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