I’ve been to my share of memorial services. Speakers typically focus on what was good about the deceased and how much they’ll be missed. MAGA memorials serve up hatred and hypocrisy, which are Stephen Miller’s jam:

They cannot conceive of the army that they have arisen in all of us because we stand for what is good, what is virtuous, what is noble. And to those trying to incite violence against us, those trying to foment hatred against us, what do you have? You have nothing. You are nothing. You are wickedness. You are jealousy. You are envy. You are hatred. You are nothing. You can build nothing. You can produce nothing. You can create nothing.”

Shorter Miller: Free speech is for me, not thee.

As with yesterday’s quote of the day from President Pennywise, Miller’s rant reeks of projection. His entire political career is about fomenting hatred:

Miller *is* nothing except a self-loathing Jew and Angelino, ashamed of his family and hometown.

Miller *is*  hatred and envy.

Miller *is* a monster.

I pondered the right monster for Stephen Miller. Yiddish is usually my go-to language, but the best word choice was shrek, a word whose impact has been softened by the movies. How can you hate this guy?

The word golem fits Miller’s boss better, so I dug into my Greek heritage and landed on Cerberus, the three-headed dog who guards the gates of hades. Why not? MAGA is my idea of hell and Sartre taught us that we create our own hell. There was No Exit from Sartre’s hell but there is from Miller’s. It’s called throwing the bums out.

I have a confession to make: Greek mythology is not my strong suit just as truth is not MAGA’s. I needed a short and pithy definition of Cerberus, when in doubt ask Merriam-Webster: “a 3-headed dog that in Greek mythology guards the entrance to Hades.”

We all know who MAGA’s lord of the underworld is, Donald Hades Trump. He’s a notorious dog-hater, so calling his right hand creep Cerberus adds insult to injury. A fitting retort to the creep whose OG Adrastos nickname is the Insult Comedian.

Miller has a privileged background, so his anger must be caused by bullying. I’m guessing that Miller’s bullies went beyond pantsing and stuffing him in a locker. Were dirty swirlies involved? Beats the hell outta me, but he now works for the Bully-in-Chief. We often become what we hate. In a word: Projection.

Miller thinks he’s protecting Western civilization, check out this passage from the memorial service from hell:

We are the storm. And our enemies cannot comprehend our strength, our determination, our resolve, our passion. Our lineage and our legacy hails back to Athens, to Rome, to Philadelphia, to Monticello. Our ancestors built the cities. They produced the art and architecture. They built the industry.”

We are the storm? How Nazi is that? MAGA’s cultural legacy involves paving over the Rose Garden, gold-leafing the Oval Office, and exalting the Lost Cause.

I look forward to the day when the MAGA Cerberus’ bite won’t be as bad as his bark. Power is ephemeral even for a hell hound.

The last word goes to Robert Johnson: