That was my week last week, thus the long delay. Yes, I’m still alive. Just very, very busy, between working long hours and writing the modern Russian novel.
It was the week from hell from the viewpoint of the country, too. President Dumpster Fire set off a trade war, apparently out of spite. Despite everybody from car makers to beer manufacturers telling him that his tariffs on aluminum will cause prices to go sky high and force them to move manufacturing out of the USA, he did it anyways — right after his close friend and former economic advisor Carl Icahn dumped his steel stocks.
This is the same Donald Trump who says he wants to be President for Life. Given his age and weight, let’s hope that life isn’t too long. Cheeto Mussolini, indeed.
Meanwhile, the Russia probe continues to swirl around the Orange Racist Russian Stooge. Former Trump Aide Sam Numberg says he’s going to defy the grand jury subpoena that he received. Hope he looks good in stripes! But in public comments on various news shows he said Trump’s close advisor Carter Page was colluding with the Russians and was a “scumbag” and a “weird dude”. And said well, he probably was going to cooperate anyhow, since he doesn’t look good in stripes. Ya think?
Meanwhile, Roy Moore says he needs donations because he spent all his money running for the Senate. Here, Roy, here’s my donation. I’m giving you back everything that you’ve given everybody else who needs money:
And, of course, conservatives have delayed a bill to prevent child marriage in Kentucky. Because being able to marry your neighbor’s 13 year old daughter that you got pregnant via rape is family values, not pedophilia. Can we just call them the Grand Old Pedophile party, now?
Relax — I reckon most of your snarkseekers don’t expect entertainment and enlightenment every day. It’s not like we’re paying for it. But “the modern Russian novel”?!? Did Putin get to you too?
No. Regina Spektor did and Seanan McGuire did. Regina Spektor because of her Russian novel in four minutes, and Seanan McGuire for the notion of stepping through doorways into other worlds, and thinking about the effect that would have on someone growing up, knowing about doorways to another world and that he or she could step through one at any time and be in some land foreign and dangerous. Real doorways, or metaphorical doorways? Who can tell, anyhow?
Welcome back. I hated where Shitler took my political news for the first year of his occupation, but the enjoyment has been ramping up since then. Perhaps following court proceedings will be a new favorite hobby of mine!
Glad you are back!
To quote Monty Python, “I’m not dead yet”.