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Groupies and Taxes

We’re back to tit for tat. If the NYTimes is going to go big on The Donald’s tax returns and what might be lurking in them, then they’ve also got to do equal time on Hillary and the “bimbo eruptions” as Betsy Wright, Bill Clinton’s assistant used to call them.

I wouldn’t call them bimbos. I’d call them groupies. Whatever you may think of Bill as a president, (I thought he was pretty good), one thing is for sure. He was very charismatic. That kind of ease with people, along with the height and boyish face, must have been very attractive to women. Here you’ve got a Yale trained lawyer, Rhodes Scholar, governor with a southern twang and the gift for explaining politics that makes it easy enough for anyone to understand.

Even as a governor, that presence and personal power must have been like a light to moths. Those moths weren’t bimbos, they were political groupies. Maybe they saw him as southern fried Mick Jagger. How would I know?  I like geeks. I still think about the CMU math major I went out with. Damn was he fine.

Anyway, where was I?

What I kind of resent about the Republicans, among the many other things that are on my list, is the tendency to make women passive recipients of unwanted attention. It’s like they’re completely incapable of coming on to someone or willfully engaging in flirtation or decisively going for the gusto. For all we know, there are women who like to have sex with powerful men and have their own list of conquests. It’s not my thing but rock groupies have done it for years. Sleeping with Bill Clinton doesn’t make you a victim or a bimbo. It just means you bagged some big prey. I’m not excusing Bill in these scenarios. It takes two. But let’s just say that I find it very hard to believe that force was applied by either party.

It also doesn’t necessarily make you unprincipled either. Everyone has their hobbies and peccadillos. But I’m guessing that when operatives start promising big rewards for spilling the beans, well, that might be tempting to make things out to be more than they were.

People in the midst of the biggest campaigns of their lives can’t afford to not know what the contours of those stories might be.

In any case, it’s more likely that those women were in more danger of being smeared by Republicans who see women as only one of two things: victims or sluts.

I’m sure the operatives made it perfectly clear that both stories were in the can. All she had to do was pick which one to go with.

As for the tax thing, there are a lot of things I wish I didn’t have to fork over my taxes for. Like the Iraq War, the bailout of the banks, landing rights for billionaires with private jets. And there are a lot of things I’d rather spend money on like infrastructure, better broadband, clean renewable energy, education, healthcare and nutritious meals for underprivileged kids in the summer.

We don’t get to pick and choose unless we get our preferred representatives in government. Right now, the hardasses are in charge. You’d think Donald would be ok with that and stiffing poor little kids and sick people. But he’s not.

He’s just selfish.


I know, I know, that’s not nice.

But it sure is funny.

We can’t wait for Saturday Night Live.

Poor Ivanka looked so embarrassed.


The Mother of All Debates

id-debate-2016Hi guys, I’ve got volunteers at my house phone banking! Did speed cleaning when I got home. Ikea bags are the best thing for cleaning- EVER.

Hope you have friends with you watching the debate. Well, we’re friends here, right? Tonight, I made a pot of chili, crock pot mac and cheese, a salad with red bell peppers, cucumbers, sliced avocado and tomatoes. We have green iced tea, diet iced tea, four flavors of seltzer, soda, a bottle of white wine and some ginever. Plus hummus, chips, crackers cheese. It looks like I’ll have leftovers for a week. And cookies!

I’m not going to give any pre-debate commentary. There’s been  plenty of stoopid commentary all day long. Most of it has to do with strategy, debate tactics, what Hillary has to do, (not sound like a school marm. Can we say offensive, boys and girls?). What Donald has to do (try to pay attention for 90 minutes.). Yadayadayada.

But if Hillary is out there, I would like to say that no matter what happens tonight, we know you are a winner and smart and experienced and honest and determined and unflagging. And we hope that the rest of the country who has never seen you debate before is as impressed with you as we are. No matter what happens tonight, we volunteers in PA have your back and are with you all the way to the end.

I won’t say Good Luck because luck favors a prepared mind and we know you are ready. So, have a good time.

Love Trumps Hate.


Raisins, Regret and Inderol 

Tonight’s the big night. Is everyone ready?  You could be forgiven for thinking this is the fight of the century between Frazier and Ali. The pre-game show starts at 4PM on CNN. That’s four hours before the debate. Yes, it is overkill. 

I’m having a debate watching party at my house. So, there probably isn’t going to be a live blog. We’ll see. 

The bar is set so low for Trump that all he has to do is show up dressed nicely and not do his hyperactive, “policeman between brain and mouth at donut shop” routine and he should come out looking Presidential. Oh please. 

If I were Kellyanne Conway, I would have gotten him a prescription for inderol, a beta blocker that can help with performance anxiety. Keeps your heart rate niiiiice and steady. That may be what keeps him from flying off the handle. 

Someone in the media should ask about that. Inquiring minds want to know. 

Speaking of media, the NYTimes gave a glowing endorsement of Hillary on Saturday. Yeah, go figure. Even I was surprised to how good it was. The endorsement even let go of the email “scandal” comparing it to a help desk issue. That sounds about right. IT department doesn’t give you the upgrade you need because you’re not entitled to it yet so you do a workaround. Happens. ALL. THE. TIME. 

Then it wrote a scathing denunciation of Donald Trump yesterday. Methinks the NYTimes realizes, perhaps too late, that it got carried away by how much fun it was to Heather Hillary. It’s all fun and games until the press loses an amendment. 

Better late than never?  Gosh, I don’t know. There seem to be an awful lot of undecideds out there this year when the decision absolutely could not be simpler or more obvious. 

John Oliver put it in perspective. It’s a long segment but stay with it to the end.

By the way, in the first part of this clip I hear the same vomit coming from the mouths of cable news people as I do from some undecided voters I know personally. Listen to me: remember back in 2003 when I said the Iraq War was a stupid idea that was going to turn into a disaster but you kept saying shit that didn’t make sense because you heard it on TV?  And how did that turn out?

Turn your f}#%ing TV off right after the debate tonight and start reading your news from a selection of news sources. Pick a foreign news site if you can’t trust the American news sites. Just stop watching it. There’s bad juju there. 

To Autumn

article-2433512-1847d18500000578-125_964x638To Autumn

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
   Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
   With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
      To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
      For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
   Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
   Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
   Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
      Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
   Steady thy laden head across a brook;
   Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
      Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
   Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
   And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
   Among the river sallows, borne aloft
      Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
   Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
   The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
      And gathering swallows twitter in the skie


John Keats

Righteous Indignation speaks to Asshole Idiot

Malcolm Gladwell has a new podcast called Revisionist History where he deconstructs what we think is how the world works. In his last episode of the podcast’s first season, The Satire Paradox, he explains why Jon Stewart packed it in last year and went off to become a hermit on his wife’s farm for rescued animals- satire doesn’t work.

This year, we’ve seen Stephen Colbert try to make the transition from satire to mainstream late night with mixed results. The other night, he connected. It wasn’t satire. No, it was something else. It sounded like Stephen turned out collective exasperation with Trump into something more like righteous indignation %^&*ing the lying asshole. He makes Donald look like an old, stupid conman and his supporters like a bunch of chumps. Trump’s going to lose his combover when he sees this. This is NOT satire. You can push a liberal too far:



Damn, that was good. I need a cigarette.

He’s going to have to go to Confession for that.



@NYTimes Journalists fail critical thinking skills test. 

The Campaign Stops column in the Op/Ed section of the New York Times today asked voters what they think of each candidate. 

For Donald, voters generally report on the last thing they heard about him, like where he was when he gave a speech. For Clinton, go ahead, guess. 

If you said EMAILS, you are right! Ding! Ding! Ding! And for some reason, that seems to be maniacally important to voters. 

The New York Times journalists can not imagine how these voters came to that conclusion. It is a complete mystery to them.