
Another mass shooting, this time in a Florida nightclub. Prepare yourselves for the tales told by idiots, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing, in 3, 2, 1. …

Another mass shooting, this time in a Florida nightclub. Prepare yourselves for the tales told by idiots, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing, in 3, 2, 1. …

The Kalamazoo County prosecutor has brought charges against the suspect in the June 7 crash that killed five cyclists and injured four others.
Charles Pickett Jr. faces five counts of second-degree murder and four of reckless driving causing serious impairment. As I suspected earlier, Chuckles seems to have some sort of a medical condition his own bad self.
And what a lovely fellow he appears to be, too. Fine Christian gent, judging by his neckwear. I’m thinking something in a nice rope might suit him better, though.

Feeble sunrise this morning. The Universe must be disappointed in the results of the Democratic presidential primary.
Just wait till it hears about the results of the GOP presidential primary.
Still, things could be worse.

Charlie Pierce, as usual, is spot on when he calls out The Associated Press for its shameless eyeball-hogging stunt declaring the Hilldebeast the presumptive Donk nominee the day before primaries in a half dozen states — New Mexico among them.
Happily, I cast my ballot for Comrade Eeyore early, on Saturday, before the AP could tell me I was wasting my time. Whether this news flash depresses today’s turnout and affects down-ballot contests remains to be seen. But just in case, the dickhead who greenlighted that stupid horse-race piece should be compelled to write “IT’S AN ELECTION, NOT AN ERECTION, SO QUIT PLAYING WITH IT” in letters a hundred feet high on the Tomb of the Unregistered Voter.
It’s true, of course, that Comrade Eeyore can’t heehaw his way out of this beating. But as Mr. Pierce notes, he and his supporters should feel free to campaign right up to the convention. Make his arguments to the bitter end, and hold the Hilldebeast’s hooves to the fire in hopes of stopping her from pivoting back to the center in the general.
Plus she needs a sparring partner to keep her sharp and on her toes for the main event come November. That dude fights dirty.
• Addendum: Also, Paul “Lyin'” Ryan wants to have his tasty Bag o’ Dicks and eat ’em, too. This posing pissant is banking on a Trump-thumping and a one-term Hilldebeast. He started his 2020 campaign long before the AP called this one.