The Pussyboys resigned
See, in the world of real humans, that’s a laugh.
In the world of today’s media, it’s a call for dire metaphors of doom.
Let me guess. The Nomenclatura thought they were just going to be able to get along, business as usual. Or, at least, use their diplomatic skills and nuance to have it the way they want it.
So, give them a decent fuck-off-send-off, and a cupcake. Good fucking riddance.