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Special “Whistleblower Nickname Update” E-dition

TODAY IS
THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 30, 2023
TRUMP’S ONE-THOUSAND-AND FORTY-FOURTH DAY OUT-OF-OFFICEAND HERE’S AN ENCORE PRESENTATION OF HOW OUR PELOSI’S BOY TOY STARTED OUT ONE YEAR AGO TODAYWhistleblower’s Garrulous Grammarian Says…

The Blower’s “New Official Nickname” is being heard all over town, especially at D-RAT Controlled Cincinnati City Hall. Everybody really likes “PELOSI’S BOY TOY” for our Disingenuous D-RAT Congressman-Elect’s Official Whistleblower Nickname, but they really start snickering when “But We’re Not Sure Which Pelosi” is added. You can’t get much more topical than that.

“Maybe there’s justice after all,” said losing Ohio Republican First District Congressman Steve Chabot. “You can’t imagine how many times people have referred to me as “Chabothead” since The Blower started using it in the 1990s. I still don’t know why those guys always made fun of my hair.”

“PELOSI’S BOY TOY’s Official Whistleblower Nickname will really stick,” agreed “Mean Jean” Schmidt. “Hicks in Clermont County remember when the New York Times gave The Blower credit for my ‘Mean Jean’ nickname on November 20, 2005.”

Even after all these years, eighteen to be exact, tonight we Googled “Mean Jean” Schmidt and saw the New York Times story “Mean Jean” Goes to Washington, and Invites a Firestorm” which included: 

Back home in her suburban Cincinnati district, the Whistleblower, an online newsletter that tracks local politics, rushed out a special I-told-you-so issue calling the speech “vintage Jean Schmidt.” 

“We have said innumerable times that she would go to Washington and open her mouth and create an embarrassment,” said Jim Schifrin, the newsletter’s publisher. “She will say things that turn people off like nothing you’ve ever seen.”

So might The Blower be mentioning “PELOSI’S BOY TOY’S” Official Whistleblower Nickname from time to time? You bet! As the official publication for all that scrambling, speculation, mud-slinging, and back-stabbing in the tri-state for the past thirty-two years, our readers have every right to expect nothing