Slouching toward impeachment

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11 Responses to “Slouching toward impeachment”

  1. khal spencer Says:

    Ok here goes.

    Turning and turning in the widening gyre
    The Democrats cannot hear the Republicans;
    Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
    Mere anarchy is loosed upon the land,
    The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
    The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
    The best lack all conviction, while the worst
    Are full of passionate intensity.

    Surely some revelation is at hand;
    Surely the Second Revolution is at hand.
    The Second Revolution! Hardly are those words out
    When a vast image out of Andre Malroux
    Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
    A shape with an obese body and the orange head of a fool,
    A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
    Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
    Wind shadows of the indignant Left.

    The darkness drops again but now I know
    That two centuries of stony sleep
    Were vexed to nightmare by a stolen election,
    And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
    Slouches towards Milwaukee to be nominated?

    https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2015/04/07/no-slouch/

    No Slouch
    By Nick Tabor April 7, 2015
    On Poetry

    The widening gyre of heavy-handed allusions to Yeats’s “The Second Coming.”

  2. JD Dallager Says:

    Gotta again recommend “Presidents of War” by Michael Beschloss.

    “History doesn’t repeat itself; but it often rhymes” (allegedly Mark Twain I believe).

  3. Charley Auer Says:

    It is a very scary time!

  4. Dale Says:

    The Secret Service is a branch of which office? If he makes it to 2020 (which I think he will) and loses (which I hope he will), will he vacate the premises on 1/20/2021. Which agency would carry out the eviction order?

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      They used to be Treasury, but now they’re Homeland Security. As to who would deliver the bum’s rush, I have absolutely no idea. I don’t believe the Constitution spells out the enforcement mechanism.

      P’raps the local gendarmes might put the arm on him for unlawful occupancy, littering (his knaves, varlets, and trouser stains are scattered around all over the place), and possession with intent (to wit, U.K. Sudafed).

    • Pat O'Brien Says:

      Preferably a ride in the back of a unmarked white van, with handcuffs on. Easy sleazy.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      We must have the perp walk, of course. The old-school frog-march, with a bog-trotting beat cop twirling his baton for style points.

  5. Patrick O'Grady Says:

    Meanwhile, in case you have come to suspect that we are led by feckin’ eejits, well, yes, we are.

  6. Pat O’Brien Says:

    Did he quit yet?

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      Nope. In fact, the fat freeloader plans another of his Nuremberg rallies in Minneapolis on Thursday, and as per usual, is sticking the locals with the delivery charges for his great and unmatched wisdom.

      • Dale Says:

        I met a traveller from an antique land,
        Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
        Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
        Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
        And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
        Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
        Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
        The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
        And on the pedestal, these words appear:
        My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
        Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
        Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
        Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
        The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

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