Sometimes being alive isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. But yes, it sure beats the alternative.
This may be a coincidence, but since last November 8 (or Black Tuesday as it is known in my household) every day I awaken with a slightly unsettling mix of anticipation of what this new day might bring, and gnawing dread of what fresh lunatic remark has been uttered by our tweeter-in-chief.
What’s even more alarming than the asinine things he says and does that get a lot of press (see: short and fat, McCain is not a hero, fire the SOBs, et al) is all the other stuff that gets overshadowed. Some have suggested the narcissist-in-chief is actually manipulating the media to throw them off the scent of other more diabolical, but less sexy, oligarchian moves.
“Poppycock,” say I (pardon my language, kids). That would imply this person has enough awareness to acknowledge the existence of something outside his tiny orbit. Alas, we all know, much like a three-year old (my apologies to three-year-olds), if he doesn’t see something in front of his tiny little hands, it doesn’t exist.
By the way, there are allegedly videos of this White House squatter attacking himself in a mirror, falling in a bathtub while trying to lick the faucet drips, and getting his head trapped in a mason jar. You can YouTube it now.
I am sorry for using YouTube as a verb. And I digress.
I thought it my public civic duty to point out a few news items that might have escaped your attention whilst dealing with more pressing matters, such as the aftermath of the wine country fires, the efforts to rebuild and the groveling gratitude the “president” demanded from the UCLA shoplifters upon their release from their three-day ordeal in a Chinese gulag.
To wit: the guy with the persecution complex (the only complex thing about him, apparently) nominated, for a lifetime federal judge position in Alabama, a lawyer who has practiced law for all of three years, never tried a case, and was rated “not qualified” by the American Bar Association. Fat chance, right? Well, this guy was approved by the Senate Judiciary Committee, dominated by (spoiler alert) Republicans, or as they have become known in most circles, the GOE (Grand Old Enablers).
In non-Voldemort news, the assistant sheriff of Tehama County told reporters that the sheriff’s office had been called numerous times to the Rancho Tehama home of the madman/coward who shot and killed his wife, neighbors and random strangers before attempting to shoot up an elementary school. What did these crack law enforcement officers do when neighbors reported screaming and gunshots coming from the home? I’ll quote Assistant Sheriff John T. Wussy (the name is changed, the quote is true): “He was not law enforcement friendly. He would not come to the door. You have to understand we can’t anticipate what people are going to do. We don’t have a crystal ball.”
In related news, members of the Tehama County Sheriff’s office were driving down I-5 to catch their plane for a convention in Las Vegas but, nearing Sacramento, they saw a sign that read “Airport Left” so they turned around and went home.
By the way, unlike what the NRA would have you believe, guns actually do kill people. See, people can’t shoot other people without a gun. Even Elon Musk can’t make a self-shooting weapon.
Richard Cordray, director of the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau is stepping down. Why? Well, to put it simply, he is being aggressively thwarted in doing his job. Who is thwarting him? Angry underlings? Disgruntled financial bigwigs? Nope, it’s that fat cat in the White House again.
Give you a couple reasons he offended the braggart-in-chief: Cordray had the gall to pass a measure that would’ve restricted lenders’ ability to force customers to settle disputes through arbitration.
That was overturned by the GOE-led Congress, of course. In addition he hit Wells Fargo hard for setting customer accounts without permission, and fought the administration’s decision to overturn a ruling that made it easier for wronged customers to sue a bank. Seen The Big Short? Go watch it now. You’ll see what this guy was up against, and why you-know-who didn’t want him around.
See, there are plenty of other things out there to get you legitimately riled up.
You’re welcome.
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