The tweetstorm continues without letup, nobody’s in command, and everyone’s just hunkering down in their holes, waiting for Roach Mueller to turn up with his M79.
Category: Deep political thought
Swamp things
Or something like that.
A brief roundup as we circle the drain:
• Fake news: A truth deficit when it comes to trade.
• Brass balls? Nope, those are gold.
• I am the Walrus: Th’ hell is a walrus doing hanging around a swamp? I thought climate change was a Chinese hoax.
And now, the good news: That water bottle on your downtube? Turns out it’s the Fountain of Youth.
No Hope
Man, they just can’t keep a piano player in this whorehouse, can they?
Doesn’t seem to have hurt business, though. And maybe Jared can try singing whenever he’s not serving up that old-fashioned love. Give those rug burns a chance to heal, son.
Sorry, we can’t use you
“I have insisted that we enforce the necessary safeguards and processes to review an individual’s suitability for employment at the White House before that individual begins work,” says John Kelly, White House chief of staff.
Too bad the Electoral College didn’t share his lofty standards, hey?
His Majesty will see you now
Biter of Hands, Drinker from Sinks.
Maybe what we need is a king. The American Experiment seems to have given us a clot of unfunny Louis C.K.s bent on showing us their freckled dicks.
Meanwhile, Charlie Pierce is working on the weekend … and so, apparently, is Stormy “Making America Horny Again” Daniels.
