Rabbit, run

“I’m tellin’ ya, dude, you gotta quit reading the news. Holy shit, is that a cat?”

A rabbit just sprinted through the cul-de-sac with a cat not far behind.

Looks like another one of those days.

Anybody else feel like that rabbit? Jaysis H., every time I looked over my shoulder yesterday there was some fresh slobbering nightmare gaining on me. Satchel Paige was right.

Aleksei Navalny. Fani Willis. Avdiivka. Brian Wilson.

At least it bounced Swaylor Tift off the front pages. For a while.

Not so that other newsmaker. I counted 14 stories mentioning his name (curse it, yes) on The New York Times homepage. True, a few were duplicates that appeared both high up and down low, in Opinion, Analysis, U.S. News, U.S. Politics, The Upshot, or In Case You Missed It (as if you could).

I will confess taking pleasure in reading about the steel-tied boot to the wallet pocket Judge Arthur F. Engoron gave him and his trouser-stains (*some extended appeals may apply).

“That’ll be $450 million, please. Will this be cash or charge? And did I mention that you can’t run so much as a hot-dog cart in Hell’s Kitchen for three years? Well, you can’t. Meanwhile, the vig’ will be $2.7 mil’ per month, and don’t make me come looking for you or we add a finger to the tab.”

I have absolutely zero faith that any of this shit will stick to him, of course. But I like to think that he finally caught a whiff of it while his orange blossomed into purple and he pitched ketchup bottles at his shysters. What I’d really like to see is him slipping in it as he tries to outrun a tremendously yuuuuuuuuge cat.

15 thoughts on “Rabbit, run

  1. He must put the money in now. He can substitute some with a bond, but who is going to loan him or his brats money now? And, at what interest? Plus he no longer runs his companies until he wins on appeal or 3 years, whichever comes first. Brats are out for two years. Plus they have to pony up $4M each of cash or cash and bond equivalent right now. The CFO fellas to come up with $1M now, and they are going to claw back another $1M of his severance bonus. Plus facing a perjury charge, maybe two. Maybe the shit is starting to stick? We shall see when the criminal trial starts in March. And some Jan 6 victims, cops and civilians have civil cases in the works. Maybe that will take whatever the asshole has left. Being broke will hurt him more than club fed time, although both would be appropriate. When he’s paroled he can go live with hannity.

  2. As long as Florida (and Texas) insists on electing bigoted and narrow minded politicians, old Herb refuses to vacay there when he wants to rent some winter sunshine. But they hit my wallet anyway since with climate change causing more damage down their way, everyone pays as insurance companies spread their “joy “ around. But as long as the Freedumbs don’t migrate up here I shouldn’t bitch since we have PLENTY of Morons Are Governing America cultists here. If you are running short on them where you live maybe we can work out some kind of swap?

    1. I have a good friend (originally from Dee Cee, where he was a capitol page long ago and far away) who for a while lived up with the Yoopers as a civil servant and is now down from the UP retired somewhere in Central Michigan where he can afford to live. He is an old fashioned liberal, as am I. Said he didn’t think the crazies up there were as crazy as some think. Well, with a few remarkable exceptions, such as the band of merry men who wanted to kidnap the governor.

      Like Covid, the nuttiness was easily spread. Such as that $#@!! who is off kissing Putin’s ass in Moscow right now. I shall not say the man’s name.

    2. Never been to Florida, though the old man’s people were (and are) from there. Read quite a bit of Carl Hiaasen, though. And of course listened to a bunch of Jimmy Buffett. His old running mates Thomas McGuane and Jim Harrison have had a few things to say about the place as well. “Alas, Babylon,” set in the fictional central-Florida town of Fort Repose, may be my favorite post-apocalyptic novel.

      All this being said, I have zero desire to ever see the place, especially under its current management. Same goes for Texas, though I love aspects of its music, cuisine, and people. Herself has kin there and they are delightful folks. But after five years at Randolph AFB and one holiday visit to Coahoma I’ve pretty much had the course. If I could parachute in to Randolph and have a look-around at my old haunts I might do ’er, but they weren’t letting the likes of me on base last time I checked.

  3. We’ve settled on some trade terms. We will send you 7 MAGA nut jobs for every Dura Ace triple crank (rare) or set of V-brakes you send us. Sorry, we cannot ship to Canada or New Zealand since we might need to live there at some point. We will ship each separately as they are known to eat each other. (Re: Michigan Republican Party Woes) For those looking for a bulk number of eejits, 50 MAGA for 1 Rivendell 60 cm complete bike.

    1. Oh no you don’t POB. Ya gots to take them sumbitches. We can’t have you upset down the road that we shorted you on the deal. I mean, can’t you use them to plug the holes on the border? Seems like the perfect use for MAGA cultists. That and picking up road kill off the highway in high summer.

      1. Herb, those are capital ideas! You will disarm them before shipment, right? Picking up roadkill in July in Phoenix will cure them of trumpism and climate change denial at the same time. Now, please excuse me while I order me some new gold sneaks.

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