Andrew Wortman’s DOGE Tantrum: Making Enemies Famous, One Tweet at a Time

Well, buckle up, folks, because Andrew Wortman—better known as @AmoneyResists on X.com—has once again graced us with his unhinged brilliance. Earlier today, March 3, 2025, at the unholy hour of—I don’t know, probably when the rest of us were still peeling ourselves out of bed—this Rhode Island keyboard warrior unleashed a gem that’s equal parts threat and comedy gold: he vowed to “make DOGE employees f*cking famous” just for having the audacity to clock in at the Department of Government Efficiency. Yes, you read that right—Andrew’s out here playing vigilante, ready to slap a spotlight on anyone daring to work for Trump and Musk’s budget-slashing circus. I’d applaud the ambition, but my hands are too busy clutching my coffee, wondering how this guy’s still got the energy to rage-tweet after a decade of this nonsense.

Let’s dissect this, shall we? Because if Andrew’s going to fling mud at DOGE’s rank-and-file, we’re going to fling some back—and trust me, I’ve got a shovel. Who is this guy, anyway? What’s his deal? And why does he think “making them famous” is the ultimate burn for people probably just trying to pay their Rhode Island-sized rent? Grab your popcorn—it’s time to meet the man behind the meltdown.

The Man, The Myth, The Mouth: Who Is Andrew Wortman?

Andrew Wortman’s a 55-ish-year-old enigma wrapped in a progressive flag, hailing from the quaint, fog-drenched hamlet of North Scituate, Rhode Island. Specifically, he’s holed up at (address redacted for HIS privacy) —a detail I’m sure he’s thrilled to see in print, given his newfound passion for fame-making. North Scituate’s the kind of place where you’d expect more cows than Twitter feuds, but Andrew’s single-handedly tipping the scales. Born in February 1969, he’s a Pisces, which explains the emotional outbursts but not the sheer stamina of his X tirades. This guy’s been at it since 2009, racking up over 10,000 posts by his own admission—probably closer to 15,000 now, given his relentless pace. That’s a lot of hot air for a state smaller than some people’s backyards.

Professionally, Andrew’s a bit of a cipher. He’s listed as a “volunteer firefighter & union stagehand” with North Scituate VFD and I.A.T.S.E. Locals 23 and 481, alongside stints at Trinity Repertory Company as an electrician technician and journeyman stagehand. Impressive, right? Except there’s a catch—his X bio screams “Democratic Activist” and “Gay AF,” with nary a mention of firefighting or stage lighting. His LinkedIn’s a ghost town, and his posts don’t exactly scream “gainfully employed.” Is he still hauling hoses or rigging spotlights? Is he still working as a Pharmacy Tech at the local Walgreen's? Or has he traded it all for the full-time gig of yelling at Elon Musk’s minions from his Rhode Island roost? My money’s on the latter—those X threads don’t write themselves, and Andrew’s got the typing speed of a man who’s forsaken sleep for sanctimony.

The X Files: What’s Andrew Posting About?

Andrew’s X account—@AmoneyResists (247k followers) and his backup account @americarisesup—is a digital dumpster fire of progressive rants, Trump loathing, and Musk-hating, with a sprinkle of personal flair. As of March 3, 2025, 1:19 PM CST, he’s got over 10,000 posts (self-reported) and likely thousands more reposts, though X doesn’t split those out for us peasants to count. His bio reads like a battle cry: “HE/HIM. Democratic Activist. Gay AF. Dems are pro-U.S. @GOP despises America & democracy. 51-49 DEM SENATE MAJORITY #BlackLivesMatter #ExpandTheCourt #F*ckElon.” Subtlety’s not his thing—Andrew’s here to scream, not whisper.

His posts? A nonstop barrage of political venom. Earlier today, he dropped the @DOGE bombshell: “I’m making them f*cking famous,” aimed at employees of the Department of Government Efficiency—Trump’s pet project to slash federal spending with Musk’s techy fingerprints all over it. Why? Because they dared to take a paycheck from the wrong side of Andrew’s moral universe. Never mind that these poor saps might just be IT grunts or paper-pushers trying to afford Rhode Island’s exorbitant clam chowder; to Andrew, they’re complicit in the apocalypse. He’s not wrong about DOGE being chaotic—Trump signed an executive order today mandating tech solutions to cut spending, track every federal employee’s coffee run, and report to a DOGE liaison—but threatening to dox them? That’s a tantrum, not a takedown.

Scroll his feed, and it’s a Greatest Hits of liberal outrage: Trump’s a fascist, Musk’s a dictator, the GOP’s a cult. He’s got a knack for caps-lock meltdowns—“F*CK ELON” is a recurring motif—and a penchant for petty jabs. Take his March 3rd post about DOGE: it’s less a reasoned critique and more a playground “I’ll tell everyone your name!” threat. His 247K followers lap it up, though his engagement’s a mixed bag—plenty of likes, but his “fewer followers than my first week” lament suggests he’s not the influencer he once was. Still, he’s prolific, churning out posts like a man possessed, or at least one who’s forgotten what sunlight feels like.

Social Media Empire: Beyond X

Andrew’s not just an X one-trick pony—he’s got a modest social media footprint. In 2024 he nixed his Facebook profile and slimmed down his LinkedIn into nothing, but kept the Substack account.. He’s on BuyMeACoffee as @AmoneyResists, begging for caffeine cash to “resist the worst most criminal President in U.S. history,” a noble hustle if you ignore the irony of sipping lattes while decrying capitalism. No Instagram or TikTok presence jumps out—Andrew’s too busy typing manifestos to dance for likes. His digital life orbits X, where he’s cemented his identity as a gay, geeky, Housewives-obsessed activist living in sin. Lastly, he keeps using FaceApp to make himself look younger in both photos and videos.  Creepy, but there it is.

Rhode Island Rebel: Life in North Scituate

Back to North Scituate—Andrew’s not exactly living large in this sleepy corner of Providence County. His address, XX xxxxx, puts him in a rural-ish speck of Rhode Island, population barely 10,000, where the biggest news is usually a cow tipping over. Yet here’s Andrew, turning his quaint abode into ground zero for anti-DOGE warfare. I picture him in a modest ranch house, surrounded by union bumper stickers and faded Obama posters, hunched over a laptop, plotting fame-making schemes. No word on whether his neighbors know he’s an ex-Twitter-turned-X tornado—maybe they just think he’s really into yelling at the mailman.

The Threat: “Making Them F*cking Famous”

So, what’s this “making them f*cking famous” bit about? Andrew’s not subtle—he’s pissed that DOGE employees exist. Trump’s executive order today, March 3, 2025, unleashed a tech-driven purge on federal spending, and Andrew’s decided the grunts implementing it are fair game. Is he planning to dox them? Post their LinkedIn profiles with snarky captions? Send them glitter bombs labeled “Musk Minion”? He doesn’t say, because specificity’s for losers—Andrew’s all about the vibe, not the plan. It’s a hollow threat, really—DOGE’s got thousands of workers, and Andrew’s got, what, 247K followers and a grudge? Good luck making Janet from HR a household name, buddy.

The snark writes itself: Andrew’s out here playing J. Jonah Jameson, demanding pics of Spider-Man, except it’s just some poor sap in a cubicle who doesn’t even know what DOGE stands for. “They’re famous now!” he cackles, as X scrolls past for Cybertruck memes. It’s less a power move and more a sad flex from a guy who’s spent over a decade raging at shadows. I’d feel bad, but then I remember he chose this hill—DOGE drones—to die on. Swing and a miss, Andrew.

The Bigger Picture: Why Does He Care?

Why’s Andrew so bent out of shape? DOGE’s a Trump-Musk brainchild, and he hates them both with the fire of a thousand suns. His X history’s a shrine to anti-GOP fury—Trump’s a “criminal,” Musk’s a “stooge,” and DOGE’s their latest sin. Never mind that it’s just a job for most employees; to Andrew, they’re foot soldiers in a fascist dystopia. His bio’s a laundry list of progressive causes—#BlackLivesMatter, #ExpandTheCourt—and DOGE’s budget-cutting tech fetish feels like a personal affront. He’s not wrong about the chaos—agencies are scrambling to track every stapler under DOGE’s watchful eye—but targeting the little guys? That’s peak Andrew: loud, petty, and missing the forest for the trees.

The Verdict: A Snarky Sigh

Andrew Wortman, @AmoneyResists, is a Rhode Island relic—a 55-year-old activist who’s turned X into his personal soapbox, breakfasting on outrage and spite. His threat to “make DOGE employees f*cking famous” is today’s laugh track—a snarky, impotent jab at folks just trying to cash a check. He’s got no career to speak of beyond old stagehand gigs, a social media presence that’s 90% X, and a life in North Scituate that’s probably quieter than his tweets suggest. I’d pity him, but that’s too much effort—he’s too busy raging at the void to notice. Keep sipping that coffee, Andrew; the rest of us will just watch the circus roll by.