The eagle flies on Friday

Which day of the week figures the most prominently in songs? It’s got to be Friday or Saturday, with Monday a close runner-up. My choice for best day of the week song is “Stormy Monday”, as done by Bobby Bland. I also have a weakness for a certain Bay City Rollers song when performed by children.

Also too, there’s Black Friday, Bloody Sunday, Good Friday, Fat Tuesday, Ash Wednesday, Palm Sunday….is there anything Thursday?

Watch me whip, now watch me nay nay

It’s hard for me to imagine that Trumpcare will fail in the House. It seems more likely that it will squeak through, that we’ll be told it’s “the big win that Trump needs”, that it solidifies the unlikely friendship between Trump and Ryan, and so on. But, so far, despite all the whipping, there’s too many nays and not enough yeas:

Trump’s dire warning didn’t appear to immediately change many minds. House Freedom Caucus Chairman Mark Meadows (R-N.C.), whom Trump singled out during the meeting, emerged from a private meeting with Vice President Pence Tuesday afternoon, insisting that he was still opposed and that he had at least 22 votes from conservative hard-liners to defeat the bill. Following the meeting, Reps. Jim Jordan (R-Ohio) and Walter Jones (R-N.C.) also said they remain opposed.

According to The Hill’s Whip List at press time, 22 House Republicans were firm “no” votes, with six more leaning no or likely no. Many other Republicans have not said how they will vote. Should all members vote and all Democrats — as expected — vote no, 22 defections would kill the legislation. The bill is scheduled to hit the floor at some point on Thursday.

Let fury own the hour

I don’t know a great deal about Jimmy Breslin, who died today, beyond the column he wrote about the guy who dug JFK’s grave (which was brilliant), but I like this a lot:

Rage is the only quality which has kept me, or anybody I have ever studied, writing columns for newspapers.

One of the things that annoys me most about elite discourse is the “we are all reasonable people with full control of our emotions discussing things in a calm fashion”. Bullshit. Without fear and anger and obsession and the other stuff we’re supposed to suppress or pretend we don’t have, no one would have the energy to do much of anything.

I wish there were more openly angry columnists around today. K-Thug is about the only one I can think of. Maybe Charles Blow on a good day.

Dog looking at pictures of puppies

I thought people might like this picture.

I started a joke

Do all you hip young gunslingers use Facebook? I started using it about a year ago because it was the best way to keep in touch with some of my friends from school.

The very first time I wrote anything on it, I saw that one of my friends has posted “Why does Pandora think I should listen to gangsta rap?” and I commented “Because life ain’t nothing but bitches and money”. Little did I know that not only that friend but all of my Facebook friends, several of whom were my students, could see that comment.

I understand who can see what a little better now, but I still find it very frustrating to use. The people who comment on my friend’s posts often think I’m a Trump supporter when I write about the slow motion Deep State coup or refer to Frank Bruni as “Panchito”. It’s even worse than IRL in terms of people being able to understand sarcasm. So I think I may have to give up using it altogether, because I’d rather be completely isolated than to have to communicate with the kind of straightforward, pious sincerity that the totebagging massed understand.