I was going to title this post “This Is What a Traitorous Swine Looks Like,” but I realized I ought to use my words more judiciously than emotionally. I therefore changed the title to reflect what I really want to say about Bradley Chelsea Pile of Petrified Hyena Turds Manning.

For the record, I refuse to call Manning a woman – not because he doesn’t own the required parts, but because he simply doesn’t deserve that courtesy after putting troops, policy, sources, and innocents whose only crime was being nice to coalition forces in Iraq and Afghanistan in harms way. Nope. Just nope.

After seeing this photo and tweet from Manning, I began to hate my breakfast and my eyes (for what has been seen cannot be unseen). “This is what freedom looks like,” says the caption.

I’m normally not a person who ridicules people’s appearance, but Manning really does look like a dude – a pasty, white, somewhat flabby, paunchy dude in a red bathing suit and potential 5 o’clock shadow. That’s why his appearance in Vogue magazine – especially their description of him as a “graceful, blue-eyed, trans” is particularly puzzling to me, considering Vogue’s beatification of women such as the stunning Lupita Nyong’o, Margot Robbie, Natalia Vodianova, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera (hat tip to the King and I).

But in the case of Manning, the outside is quite as unsightly and repellent as the inside, and the fact that Vogue chose to glorify this perfidious sack of whining entitlement is reprehensible to me as an American and a human being.

I also note with some revulsion that Manning has “Network Security Expert” listed in his Twitter description.

Really?

So requirements for a cyber security expert are as follows:

• Get deployed to a war zone.
• Grab blank CD and label it Lady GaGa.
• Carry said recordable media into a sensitive compartmented information facility (SCIF), where even cell phones are not allowed, because apparently whoever was working security in that SCIF was asleep when they taught security in school.
• Download a bunch of classified information onto said CD – something that should have set off alarms the moment that thing was inserted into a classified system.
• Rinse. Repeat. Ad nauseam.
• Send said information to an arrogant narcissist posing as a “journalist,” to get even with the Army for not treating you like the special, entitled snowflake you believe yourself to be. Don’t believe me? Read the chat logs of his conversations with hacker Adrian Lamo.

(1:47:01 PM) bradass87: im an army intelligence analyst, deployed to eastern baghdad, pending discharge for “adjustment disorder” in lieu of “gender identity disorder”

(1:56:24 PM) bradass87: im sure you’re pretty busy…

(1:58:31 PM) bradass87: if you had unprecedented access to classified networks 14 hours a day 7 days a week for 8+ months, what would you do?

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(10:59:07 AM) bradass87: <– [this person is kind of fragile] […]

(11:27:18 AM) bradass87: i was a short (still am), very intelligent (could read at 3 and multiply / divide by 4), very effeminate, and glued to a computer screen at these young ages [MSDOS / Windows 3.1 timeframe]… i played SimCity [the original] obsessively

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(11:47:28 AM) bradass87: im very isolated atm… lost all of my emotional support channels… family, boyfriend, trusting colleagues… im a mess

(11:49:02 AM) bradass87: im in the desert, with a bunch of hyper-masculine trigger happy ignorant rednecks as neighbors… and the only safe place i seem to have is this satellite internet connection

(11:49:51 AM) bradass87: and i already got myself into minor trouble, revealing my uncertainty over my gender identity… which is causing me to lose this job… and putting me in an awkward limbo

(11:50:54 AM) bradass87: i wish it were as simple as “hey, go transition”… but i need to get paperwork sorted… financial stuff sorted… legal stuff… and im still deployed, so i have to redeploy back to the US and be outprocessed

(11:52:09 AM) bradass87: i could be hanging out here in limbo as a super-intelligent, awkwardly effeminate supply guy [pick up these boxes and move them] for up to two months

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(1:43:59 PM) bradass87: im self medicating like crazy when im not toiling in the supply office (my new location, since im being discharged, im not offically intel anymore)

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(2:05:38 PM) bradass87: i mean, im a high profile source… and i’ve developed a relationship with assange… but i dont know much more than what he tells me, which is very little

I’m no psychologist, but tell me that doesn’t just SCREAM “Self-aggrandizing, neurotic, mentally unstable shit weasel!”

But “cyber security expert?” Nope. Just nope.