And Monday Starts with a Bang

Whatever happened to being discreet? Can’t this man find one woman who will sext him up and not run to the damned press?

I should also add that I rented the Weiner documentary, and it was amazing. I loved it. Having said that, and adding the caveat that you never want to do a remote diagnosis of someone’s marriage because it’s A.) none of your fucking business and B.) who knows what is really going on, but if you watch the documentary, his behavior is clearly putting her through hell. It’s a particular kind of cruelty to do that to someone. It would be bad enough if it was any average guy, but the fact that this will be splashed all over the media is just horrifying for her.

I feel terrible for her.








A Gaping Void Where “Self-Awareness” and “Human Decency” Are Supposed to Be…

Donald Trump in a speech last week:

“The bigotry of Hillary Clinton is amazing. She sees communities of color only as votes, and not as human beings. It is only votes that she sees.”

Donald Trump on Twitter this morning:

Holy fucking hell.

The Tangerine Turd must not be merely defeated; he must be annihilated at the polls so thoroughly that his family change their names and enter the Witless Protection Program, his campaign staff must find new work selling produce from the back of pickup trucks to generate income, politicians who endorsed him are permanently exiled to the howling political wilderness and the party that put forward an oaf of that caliber collapses utterly.

Only in this way can our national honor be redeemed. I’m chucking an additional $10 each into the tills of the Hillary campaign and the campaigns of Democratic Senate and House candidates. Who’s with me?



Presidential Potty Training

Critics frequently note that Donald Trump acts like an overgrown toddler. That’s because his handlers and enablers treat him like one. Here’s an example in the context of Trump’s current public vacillation on whether to round up and deport an estimated 11 million undocumented immigrants:

“He has been listening to a wide range of opinions on that,” said former New York mayor Rudy Giuliani, who has been at Trump’s side nearly constantly over the past week. “As you might imagine, there are different opinions on this, even in his campaign. In a very thoughtful way, he’s trying to figure what the right position is.”

“By the way,” Giuliani added, “that’s what everybody criticized him for in the past: that he’s not able to do that. He actually is able to do that.”

trump pottyAnd we’re supposed to applaud because Trump made a poopy in the big-boy bowl.

As was demonstrated so vividly during the administration of Incurious George, it’s important for presidents to be able to take in new information and adjust their policies accordingly. But that’s not what’s happening here.

The U.S. government has been debating what to do with our undocumented immigrants for decades. It has been a political flashpoint forever, and the underlying facts haven’t changed. Trump has demagogued the issue for more than a year. It’s absurd to claim he’s just now trying to figure out the right policy, let alone praise him for it.

A similar potty-training moment occurred after Trump expressed vague regrets about using “the wrong words” and causing “personal pain” during a speech. That non-specific non-apology was apparently supposed to address every bigoted and racist comment Trump has ever made, from birth to the present day, including his inexcusable and politically damaging broadsides against Judge Curiel and Captain Khan’s family.

Here’s campaign manager Kellyanne Conway in the role of a preschool teacher awarding a sticker for a well-targeted poopy:

“He was talking about anyone who feels offended by anything he said. He took extra time yesterday going over that speech with a pen so that was a decision he made. Those are his words. I hope America heard him because of all the people, David, who have been saying, ‘Hey, let’s get Trump to pivot, let’s get him to be more presidential.’ That is presidential.”

No, it’s not, Ms. Conway. It’s really, really not.

Great googly-moogly, this election can’t be over soon enough. Open thread!



Not Even an Orkin Army…

Donald Trump’s Twitter meltdown in the wake of Hillary Clinton’s scorching speech continues into day #2:

The greengrocer’s apostrophe lets us know it’s really Trump. It’s also heartening to see that Clinton’s speech didn’t drive Trump’s army of pallid meme-froggies and white genocide kooks underground:

Is that person using Dylann Roof’s photo as an avatar, or is he just another ugly-ass white boy with a bad haircut? No matter: Keep showing us who you — and your idol — are, malignant creeps!

Meanwhile, Trump claims not to know what the “alt-right” is, denies that it exists and disavows knowledge of his campaign chief’s involvement in it. Check him out at the 5:10 mark:

He’s lying, of course. It’s usually safe to attribute Trump’s actions to stupidity, but here we’ve hit upon the one area of expertise he actually possesses: an ability to rile up the rubes.

There’s just no chance Trump didn’t know exactly what Bannon was. Trump might fire Bannon tomorrow if the association with the Breitbart hate site proves untenable (which would happen TODAY if the Beltway press devoted 1/1000th of the attention they’ve lavished on Clinton’s innocuous emails to perusing that site).

But it won’t change that Trump knew exactly what he was inviting to take center stage in the GOP tent. Good luck with that fumigation, craven Republican assholes.



Debunkery + Dog Spa Report

Among his many other excellent qualities, my husband, Mr. Not-Cracker, makes a great bellwether for how political stories are playing among people who don’t pay close attention to the daily campaign grind and media treatment thereof. He doesn’t read blogs or follow anyone’s Twitter feed. He’ll watch Rachel Maddow or Chris Hayes if I tune in but doesn’t pay close attention. He scans headlines and reads political articles only if they look entertaining.

Of course, he knows Trump is an appalling buffoon. He voted for Sanders in the primary and is looking forward to voting for Clinton in the general. But he’d never heard of Breitbart and had no idea that Trump had appointed a white nationalist as campaign chief until I mentioned it. And when he heard about the AP report on the Clinton Foundation on NPR, he thought it looked pretty bad but figured that’s how politics work: influence peddling is the norm.

So I was happy to be able to forward these pieces by Yglesias at Vox, the first of which ably demonstrates that the AP “exposé” on Clinton’s meetings with Foundation donors is a giant nothingburger, and the second of which explodes the AP’s feeble defense of its original reporting. If you know any non-political junkies who find the Clinton Foundation story troubling, I heartily recommend forwarding the Vox articles, which plainly indicate there is no “there” there.

On to the dog spa: A couple of days ago, I described a conundrum: Our vet recommended that we soak our dog’s injured paw in a medicated solution for 10 minutes twice a day, but I wasn’t sure how to get the dog to sit still for it. Here’s how:

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It turns out she’s willing to just sit there and allow the paw to soak…as long as I keep feeding her (and our auxiliary boxer dog — hind foot and tip of tail visible in the photo above) Goldfish crackers at 60-second intervals. Thanks for all the advice, though.

Open thread!



This Is Complete Bullshit

burkini

This is offensive, obnoxious, anti-liberal, anti-freedom, and probably will be the one thing the French do that wingnuts will want to adopt:

Photographs have emerged of armed French police confronting a woman on a beach and making her remove some of her clothing as part of a controversial ban on the burkini.

Authorities in several French towns have implemented bans on the burkini, which covers the body and head, citing concerns about religious clothing in the wake of recent terrorist killings in the country.

The images of police confronting the woman in Nice on Tuesday show at least four police officers standing over a woman who was resting on the shore at the town’s Promenade des Anglais, the scene of last month’s Bastille Day lorry attack.

After they arrive, she appears to remove a blue long-sleeved tunic, although one of the officers appears to take notes or issue an on-the-spot fine.

The photographs emerged as a mother of two also told on Tuesday how she had been fined on the beach in nearby Cannes wearing leggings, a tunic and a headscarf.

Her ticket, seen by French news agency AFP, read that she was not wearing “an outfit respecting good morals and secularism”.

How would you feel if armed police were patrolling the beach telling your loved ones they are wearing too much clothing? Whatever happened to letting people wear what they fucking want?

Not to mention, I went to the beach in Maine during the summers when all the Canadian autoworkers had their vacation, and I saw enough burly men in banana hammocks to scar me for life. They should have been forced to wear a burkini.








Three Clowns

I expect we’ll get this inside scoop on Joe and Mika from Trump right after we hear back from his Hawaiian birth certificate investigation team, but damn! Will Trump get away with this because he is Trump, or will a personal attack like this create blow-back from the Beltway press, which likely takes a dim view of references to infotainment celebrity side salads?

And really, MIKA is the insecure one? Joe Scarborough sulks like a toddler if anyone contradicts him or implies that one of his many stupid and uninformed opinions are rooted in ignorance. He’s an insecure bully, like Trump, so it’s unsurprising Trump is blind to it. Morons, the lot of them.