Yes, a banner glorifying a serial liar, sexual predator and corrupt, narcissistic con-man on the steps of the frickin DOJ is horrifying. But it’s an accurate representation of who we are right now, as a nation at least - dumb, regressing, corrupt and reviled by the world. Not all of us, of course. But far, far too many people are snorting the meth Trump is shoveling out. They outvoted us. It was close, sure. But how could that have happened?
Tonight he told his idiotic flock these days here, right here and now, are the golden days. We’ve arrived. He didn’t promise to make America great again, again. Because it IS great. Mission accomplished. You’re welcome. It’s better than great. If you don’t believe it, you are weak-minded and falling for liberal propaganda. America is united, we are strong. The economy is virile and robust. The stock market is rich. Bitcoin couldn’t be better. Tariffs have erased the national debt and will replace income tax. Immigration is defeated. All immigrants are either dead, in jail, lost in some random country or in hiding. Toilets are made of gold, and now they flush because he turned on the water. All wars are won. We’ve arrived. It’s 1955 once again, only so much better.
This is what happens when you combine voter apathy with misinformation funded by billionaires. People are self-soothing with blue wave midterm talk. I’m not buying it. It’s going to get much worse before it ever gets better. America had a chance to defend democracy with voting and the rule of law, and prevent this shameful era. It failed. Even Brazil sent their wingnut, election-denying, coup-loving version of Trump, Bolsonaro, to prison for doing exactly the same things Trump did here. Sowing doubt about election fraud, trying to hold onto his power through force. How did Brazil defend democracy with swift due process and America couldn’t? Bolsonaro was indicted in November, 2024 and convicted in September, 2025, just 10 months later, after just a 9 day trial.
Yes, Brazil held a far-right strongman accountable. It can be done.
Brazil! Brazil! Thank you. Not sure why I had Venezuela on the brain. And what do you think the chances are that Bolsonaro EVER returned to Brazil if Trump had been potus then. It can’t be a coincidence that he fled Brazil as his MBGA trolls were storming their Capitol, in their attempt to recreate J6, only better, and landed in Florida, right? He was given a 6-month visitor’s visa or something at that time. He did return to Brazil under indictment, surely confident he either had enough support, friends, or power to avoid prosecution. Oops.
So he used the State of the Union to say his political opponents only win by cheating, and call them crazy, as well as to launch another racist attack against Somali immigrants and Somali-American communities. He also joked about murdering fishermen in the Caribbean, something he has been doing all year.
I assume the NYT will call it a strong speech that put him back on the right track after a rocky few weeks.
Ta, Evan. We just returned to the pied-à-terre from a fabulous black trumpet dinner at Third Kingdom, the east village's stellar mushroom-rich restaurant. Beloved husband Meccalopolis took us to Madison Square Garden on the 13th for Brandi Carlile as a Valentine, so since he'd gotten us an experience, I asked if he'd like to go to the black trumpet dinner for more Valentine splendor. I'm glad we went. Not only was it a perfectly lovely meal, but it may be the last time we eat there. We're not happy they're closing. I don't think they're seeking another location; Meccalopolis heard there will be more mushroom offerings at all their locations (all of which have some already). The end of an era. We just had a gummy for (second) dessert, and we brought home most of the ramen course; had I eaten it I would not have had appetite for the courses that followed. Most of our dining out is for seeking inspiration, and this was an inspiring meal. We also hope it's a good omen for foraging trumpets (and other chanterelles) this summer; last year there were none because it was too dry.
Oh, and Pirro doesn't even get a Pyrrhic victory. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. She's a zero, so that adds up perfectly.
One more thingy: for all of you who are out there shoveling snow and getting cold, and coming inside and still being cold--before you head out, toss a change of clothes, preferably wool or such, in the dryer. Come inside, take the damp cold clothes off and pull on the hot togs and go drink something warm.
And I am teasing back. There is a joke up here that that’s how the vows are written…
I don’t know why I’m wired that way, the Tim Walz, do you have a flashlight for your road trip? hints. Reflex, I guess.
I am sitting here wearing tights, wool longjohns, a heavy wool sweater, wool socks, and I have a light wool cardigan folded up and tucked in to cover the small up my back. All of it mismatched. But I am warm.
Jax was golden in the sunlight, of which we had a lot. It was so pretty today. The snow is getting a little bit out of hand. So glad I shoveled those steps yesterday.
I woke up this morning, thinking I was going to be able to make it to town today, first time in a couple of weeks, because somebody made a delivery yesterday after I finished shoveling. So glad I did shovel a path out to the driveway and the decks and swept the porch. And then I went out and took a look at it, and I realized that delivery driver walked all the way from the access road, tromping through the snow until he got to the path I shoveled. Carrying a fucking mattress. It was one of those compressed and rolled up ones but OMG! Needless to say, no trip to town.
Got the minimal shoveling necessary done so that at least there are clear accesses to and from the doors and so it’s safe to walk on the steps and decks. Pushed through to finish in case I don’t want to go out there and do it anymore tonight.
Point of clarification: I don’t.
Made it as far as the sunroom, kicked my bunny boots off, sitting here watching the evening light fade in the reflection on the door.
I did enough to feel slightly accomplished. And that might just be that for the day.
ETA it’s hard to see in the fading light, but the footprints from the road down don’t look like much. But this is after they blew full again because it stormed again last night and this morning. That snow is up to my thighs.
I went over to see what was going on with the alternate event and all the comments were about the Trump show, so I came over here, looking for open thread.
In response to all of the Trump Voters who are shocked to FO that their loved ones are getting locked up by ICE, Vets have announced free bariatric stomach banding for any Leopard who asks.
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The women's team gets my vote. At least they know a con job when they see one. The men?....Well, not so much. Perhaps they will get a red hat and a Big Mac for their obeisance.
"any room in DC where two or more lawyers are gathered"
That is every room, all of the time
Can we get an archer with a flaming arrow to shoot that child rapist DOJ banner?
More Cecily Strong. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TEbtOSXmY0c
I guess we should expect the retirements of fishing buddies Thomas and Alito and their replacement by Cannon and Pirro.
Please bite your tongue.
Yes, a banner glorifying a serial liar, sexual predator and corrupt, narcissistic con-man on the steps of the frickin DOJ is horrifying. But it’s an accurate representation of who we are right now, as a nation at least - dumb, regressing, corrupt and reviled by the world. Not all of us, of course. But far, far too many people are snorting the meth Trump is shoveling out. They outvoted us. It was close, sure. But how could that have happened?
Tonight he told his idiotic flock these days here, right here and now, are the golden days. We’ve arrived. He didn’t promise to make America great again, again. Because it IS great. Mission accomplished. You’re welcome. It’s better than great. If you don’t believe it, you are weak-minded and falling for liberal propaganda. America is united, we are strong. The economy is virile and robust. The stock market is rich. Bitcoin couldn’t be better. Tariffs have erased the national debt and will replace income tax. Immigration is defeated. All immigrants are either dead, in jail, lost in some random country or in hiding. Toilets are made of gold, and now they flush because he turned on the water. All wars are won. We’ve arrived. It’s 1955 once again, only so much better.
This is what happens when you combine voter apathy with misinformation funded by billionaires. People are self-soothing with blue wave midterm talk. I’m not buying it. It’s going to get much worse before it ever gets better. America had a chance to defend democracy with voting and the rule of law, and prevent this shameful era. It failed. Even Brazil sent their wingnut, election-denying, coup-loving version of Trump, Bolsonaro, to prison for doing exactly the same things Trump did here. Sowing doubt about election fraud, trying to hold onto his power through force. How did Brazil defend democracy with swift due process and America couldn’t? Bolsonaro was indicted in November, 2024 and convicted in September, 2025, just 10 months later, after just a 9 day trial.
Yes, Brazil held a far-right strongman accountable. It can be done.
*Find/Replace, Venezuela/Brasil. But I got your drift!
That banner really doesn't do justice to his neck labia.
Brazil! Brazil! Thank you. Not sure why I had Venezuela on the brain. And what do you think the chances are that Bolsonaro EVER returned to Brazil if Trump had been potus then. It can’t be a coincidence that he fled Brazil as his MBGA trolls were storming their Capitol, in their attempt to recreate J6, only better, and landed in Florida, right? He was given a 6-month visitor’s visa or something at that time. He did return to Brazil under indictment, surely confident he either had enough support, friends, or power to avoid prosecution. Oops.
So he used the State of the Union to say his political opponents only win by cheating, and call them crazy, as well as to launch another racist attack against Somali immigrants and Somali-American communities. He also joked about murdering fishermen in the Caribbean, something he has been doing all year.
I assume the NYT will call it a strong speech that put him back on the right track after a rocky few weeks.
One notable thing is how he was clinging to the lectern, like he was trying to stay upright at sea.
His first lie was 14 seconds in.
I survived.
Not a word about the women dressed in white.
She's hitting *eggs* and tariffs...he didn't except for the usual *everything is cheaper * bullshit.
I don't like her practiced delivery. But she's not my gov...
He made it through. Leaning heavily on the podium. Some slurring...Spanberger is replying
Ta, Evan. We just returned to the pied-à-terre from a fabulous black trumpet dinner at Third Kingdom, the east village's stellar mushroom-rich restaurant. Beloved husband Meccalopolis took us to Madison Square Garden on the 13th for Brandi Carlile as a Valentine, so since he'd gotten us an experience, I asked if he'd like to go to the black trumpet dinner for more Valentine splendor. I'm glad we went. Not only was it a perfectly lovely meal, but it may be the last time we eat there. We're not happy they're closing. I don't think they're seeking another location; Meccalopolis heard there will be more mushroom offerings at all their locations (all of which have some already). The end of an era. We just had a gummy for (second) dessert, and we brought home most of the ramen course; had I eaten it I would not have had appetite for the courses that followed. Most of our dining out is for seeking inspiration, and this was an inspiring meal. We also hope it's a good omen for foraging trumpets (and other chanterelles) this summer; last year there were none because it was too dry.
Oh, and Pirro doesn't even get a Pyrrhic victory. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. She's a zero, so that adds up perfectly.
One more thingy: for all of you who are out there shoveling snow and getting cold, and coming inside and still being cold--before you head out, toss a change of clothes, preferably wool or such, in the dryer. Come inside, take the damp cold clothes off and pull on the hot togs and go drink something warm.
You are welcome.
And for those of us without laundry facilities?
A few years back I got my folks a thing that just looks like a hamper and it plugs in to heat towels or sheets or whatever—it’s wonderful!
Did not the dashing M promise to love, honor, and keep yr butt warm? Figure it out!
Oh, he does. I'm just funnin' with you because I like Heloise-y hints.
And I am teasing back. There is a joke up here that that’s how the vows are written…
I don’t know why I’m wired that way, the Tim Walz, do you have a flashlight for your road trip? hints. Reflex, I guess.
I am sitting here wearing tights, wool longjohns, a heavy wool sweater, wool socks, and I have a light wool cardigan folded up and tucked in to cover the small up my back. All of it mismatched. But I am warm.
I was wondering where my warm uniform went!
https://substack.com/profile/1687878-1d57a1d5931d/note/c-219537806?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=106di
I wonder how long humans have been wearing hats. Forget making fires, tools. Hats might’ve been the definitive line.
My day, a photo essay
Jax was golden in the sunlight, of which we had a lot. It was so pretty today. The snow is getting a little bit out of hand. So glad I shoveled those steps yesterday.
I woke up this morning, thinking I was going to be able to make it to town today, first time in a couple of weeks, because somebody made a delivery yesterday after I finished shoveling. So glad I did shovel a path out to the driveway and the decks and swept the porch. And then I went out and took a look at it, and I realized that delivery driver walked all the way from the access road, tromping through the snow until he got to the path I shoveled. Carrying a fucking mattress. It was one of those compressed and rolled up ones but OMG! Needless to say, no trip to town.
Got the minimal shoveling necessary done so that at least there are clear accesses to and from the doors and so it’s safe to walk on the steps and decks. Pushed through to finish in case I don’t want to go out there and do it anymore tonight.
Point of clarification: I don’t.
Made it as far as the sunroom, kicked my bunny boots off, sitting here watching the evening light fade in the reflection on the door.
I did enough to feel slightly accomplished. And that might just be that for the day.
https://substack.com/profile/1687878-1d57a1d5931d/note/c-219361354?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=106di
ETA it’s hard to see in the fading light, but the footprints from the road down don’t look like much. But this is after they blew full again because it stormed again last night and this morning. That snow is up to my thighs.
Okay I said I wouldn't watch but I am. He's parading his victims.
I went over to see what was going on with the alternate event and all the comments were about the Trump show, so I came over here, looking for open thread.
In response to all of the Trump Voters who are shocked to FO that their loved ones are getting locked up by ICE, Vets have announced free bariatric stomach banding for any Leopard who asks.
𝓦𝓸𝓷𝓴𝓩𝓸𝓸𝓶
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I'm going OOT instead of acknowledging the talky thing tonight, so if anyone wants to find out how season 3 of Downton Abbey ends, you can join me in the DGAF section of the liquor store just before closing time at the nicer places in the CTZ.
The women's team gets my vote. At least they know a con job when they see one. The men?....Well, not so much. Perhaps they will get a red hat and a Big Mac for their obeisance.