Republicans Becoming Less Freedom-Caucus Crazy, Say Hilarious Republicans Who Lie
We do love it when they fight. The Hill has a delicious article on how Republican senators haaaaaaate White House Chief of Staff Mick Mulvaney and wish that walking dandruff flake would get out of the way and let the adults govern already.
"There is a feeling that the Freedom Caucus may be on the wane in the House, but it's on the ascendency in the West Wing," lamented one anonymous Republican senator. Mulvaney came to prominence as a founding member of the House Freedom Caucus, protecting our liberty to go bankrupt from medical debt while starving the government of funds to keep the US a first-world nation. Turns out that deficit panic shit is great for turning out the rubes, but it's a lousy governing strategy. Go know!
Ditto for "letting Trump be Trump," especially when Trump is a nasty old racist who believes that Puerto Rico got $91 billion worth of aid (it didn't), and he's willing to tank a disaster recovery deal if it includes money to rebuild the island.
House Republicans should not vote for the BAD DEMOCRAT Disaster Supplemental Bill which hurts our States, Farmers &… https://t.co/4IEVqECbd7— Donald J. Trump (@Donald J. Trump)1557443460.0
Does he understand that the GOP doesn't have to vote for the BAD DEMOCRAT plan, since his party lost the House in November? Oh, bless our little hearts, we are silly on Fridays! We're talking about a guy who thinks Lincoln lost the Civil War.
"We could have passed something with 90 votes in the Senate in March and the House would have accepted it by a voice vote," the [Democratic] source added.
Instead it's May, and we're still dicking around while PR still faces intermittent power outages and the Real Muricans in Iowa and Nebraska are trying to clean up after historic flooding. MAGA!
About the only time Mulvaney is spurred into action is when Trump tries to do something effective. The chief of staff couldn't unbuckle his pants fast enough to poop on the party when Trump promised Chuck and Nancy $2 trillion for infrastructure spending. Collapsing bridges make us freeeeee.
Senate Appropriations Chair Richard Shelby has had enough of Mulvaney's bad babysitter act -- no homework, all Mountain Dew! -- so he sat His Eczemacy down for a "candid" chat the other day on getting shit done in the real world. And Mike Pence got an earful Tuesday from Senate Republicans who need to raise the budget cap and work out the disaster deal with Democrats, who are already pissed off that they negotiated in good faith last time only to have Trump make an end-run around Congress and raid defense spending for his stupid border wall.
Turns out being an erratic, orange sack of greed with zero impulse control makes it hard to govern effectively. And to raise money! Vanity Fair's Gabe Sherman reports that Don Jr. is pushing the panic button about his father's fundraising numbers for the last quarter. With Trump under water in the upper Midwest and stumbling into a trade war with China, big money donors are keeping their wallets shut for now.
Sources say the anemic fund-raising is being driven by several factors. The biggest is Trump himself. Trump's shambolic governing style and endless tweeting are exhausting donors. "There's Trump fatigue," the longtime Republican donor told me. "The 2020 bumper sticker should be: 'Same Policies, but We Promise Less Crazy.'" Then there's Trump's difficult re-election pathway. According to a source, some donors aren't stepping up because Trump's numbers in must-win states like Pennsylvania, Michigan, and Wisconsin continue to disappoint.
Trump fatigue, you say? Your Wonkette can relate. But if you want "less crazy," then Mick Mulvaney is not your man. If there were ever grown ups in the White House, they have long since left the building. This shit gets worse before it gets better, so go enjoy your weekend Wonkers.
Liz Dye lives in Baltimore with her wonderful husband and a houseful of teenagers. When she isn't being mad about a thing on the internet, she's hiding in plain sight in the carpool line. She's the one wearing yoga pants glaring at her phone.