Can't imagine what cable networks are like right now.
So blessed.
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NYTimes makes the very strange assumption that becoming POTUS is the highest you can go in our society. Real glass ceilings are invisible, just like the people above them pulling our leaders' strings.
Amy Klobuchar worried about Ilhan Omar. Scary stuff. This implies Amy doesn't feel threatened by Ilhan, which means Amy thinks she's smarter than Ilhan. Even I have more respect for Omar than that! So much respect that I can't help but follow and speculate on her situation.
Trump is doubling down on his attacks on Omar, making me think that given the resources at his disposal, he's had less trouble than the Strib or FEC in finding Ilhan's ex-husband/brother? Bullies go after the weak. Try reading all the Omar stories with a thought as to how they'll play out if her oddly forgiven bigamy proves to be green card fraud. Because serious political folks do look at everything that way. Unlike the very correct but not very serious folks in Minneapolis who vet their candidates by reading their social media.
Julian Castro: still hanging in there, still focused on fixing our housing mess.
Off-Guardian with a solid discussion about a most unserious man, Prime Minister Boris Johnson. I have to think the USA has the bigger buffoon in charge, but Boris could prove me wrong.
Long, thoughtful essay about Minnesota that slides right past every problem Ilhan Omar has because the idea of Ilhan is far more important than the reality. To some, anyhow. Especially those no longer living in Minnesota.
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Unbelievable levels of clueless hype from The Guardian. Mueller's just going to confirm what he's already written, none of which was even mildly explosive, not even by the most flatulent of standards.
Can't wait to find out which of the many well examined facts will make the media's heads spin as they go charging off to rebuild the case for war with Russia and the end of all fucking life on this planet because under no circumstances should anyone ever have to acknowledge that the most qualified candidate ever blew a slam dunk election to an orange-haired moron.
And did so for the worst of reasons and in the worst of ways, exactly like she did in 2008. [Frankly, her path to the White House strongly resembles that of Richard Nixon, making me wonder if, had she won, political disgrace would have followed.]
Cult, not a campaign.
NPR with more cluelessness.
The Hill on Pelosi's psywar to elevate Mueller's fatuous observations into still more distractions from the real matters at hand. "Exposing the truth" is not something the Mueller Report can be used for. For the real truth, you would need to forensically take apart all of Crowdstrike!'s computers. Which would take a time machine since they've all been taken apart and buried in New Jersey landfills.
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New Yorkers dumping pails of water on cops responding to calls. When the lights go out (and they will) and society falls apart, people will have to piss into buckets while using still more buckets to carry water to their apartments. Guess which buckets they'll dump on the cops then?
Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel called out for including the death of a 3-year-old child as part of their weekly news quiz.
Stock market still irrationally exuberant, maybe because they drink too much sugar water.
Bookmark this site for news about charter schools and the threat they present to public education.
Re-posting this link to Tony Wikrent's weekly blog wrap as this one has a lot of very good original content. [Actually not the same link, Tony posts this at Real Economics and Ian Welsh each week.]
A very different explainer about the publishing industry that I didn't understand.
Epstain. And Xeni Jardin on Epstain but frankly her heavy sarcasm sucks all the fun out of what should have been some good schadenfreude. She's on a list of writers I approach skeptically now because her coverage of Russiagate lacked anything even remotely resembling skepticism.
Ponzibook.
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Saved to my Politics folder one year ago today:
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Nothing amuses me more than Twitter stats. The second you stop tweeting, all your numbers vanish. Twitter is a balloon and the second you stop blowing, the balloon deflates.
But in truth I'm not sure I'm really blogging yet. It's hard to sit on a post until it's done, I want to publish every time I add a link. Which can be done, but it's less fun for readers especially as I'm given to cryptic links as nothing illuminates the bullshit in our news like approaching it from a different angle.
More Crap About Messaging is all about different angles. You don't know the truth about anything until you have studied it from all directions and over time. And it's not really that simple because the media borg obstructs your vision of the news with false stories (not fake news, but absolute bullshit news created to distract from real news). The Mueller Report is a bullshit story constructed to keep you from learning more about Wikileaks and the DNC emails and Hillary's emails all of which contained real news.
Real news will set you free, or at least give you a better excuse for drinking.
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Still figuring out life in a valley. It's dry, the sun is out but my lawn was still dew soaked when I took this picture just before noon. I didn't plant these flowers, btw, and they weren't there last year. Keeping an elephant god in your backyard apparently comes with perks. I really should start sharing my bad fruit with this guy instead of throwing it out. (Yes, I know the squirrels eat the fruit but it's fun to pretend after growing up in a religion where you were expected to talk to a statue of a dead guy nailed to a piece of wood.)
Music is on downstairs, no clue what the playlist was but it was all nu-jazz which explains the more upbeat than usual quality of this post. Or you could blame the corn pollen which has killed my appetite for several days running forcing me to resort to Sunset Sherbet this morning to kickstart my appetite and get my bowels back on schedule and that's why old people need pot, The End.
That and it's a lot easier to type when all my fingers bend and none of them are triggerlocked.
This really isn't a blog. It's medical documentation for when they bust me.
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