The silly Trumpification of America continues, c/o Sepp Gulati.
Five year old President Trump demands a Congressional investigation of Tappgate and a bowl of pistachio ice cream.
Up at 5am, listening to Phil Collins, is enough to make anyone tweet crazy stuff.
Re Mike Pence and private email hypocrisy: convenience store Christians always congregate near the skin mags.
Along with foraging, scavenging will become a way of life under the twin forces of Brexit and Trump.
Fighting gentrification is like fighting gravity.
From an aesthetic point of view, film has no necessary relationship to reality. The more unreal film is, the better.
Bob Dylan will not attend the Nobel Prize ceremony. Perhaps he has nothing to say.
Those who seek literary or cinematic references for the rise of Mr Trump only elevate the clown into a proper harlequin. Trump’s origin is closer to the gutter, PT Barnum and his nineteenth-century circuses, which passed off coal dust as gold to unenlightened and uneducated commoners. Barnum staged minstrel shows, including minstrelized versions of Shakespearean drama. Mr Trump’s orange-face, fright wig, and malapropistic stump speeches are straight off the minstrel stage.
Pundits wonder whether Evangelical Christians will continue to back Trump in light of his “locker room banter.” What they are really asking is whether people who believe dinosaurs were on the ark need to justify their support of Trump.
The current responses to neoliberalism are right- and left-wing populism and a curious resurgence of mercantilist ideas. No wonder neoliberals continue to sleep well at night.
It goes with out saying that political, economic, and cultural mercantilism is backwards.
Re “Oldchella“: Nothing wrong with old people making music. It happens in symphony halls nightly.
The mob threatens to imprison Europe behind an iron curtain of ignorance and intolerance, pitchfork wielding folk headed by the likes of Hofer, Bachmann, Le Pen, Farage, etc.
It will end in Brexitears.
The noble squid is no weed.
Nothing says Prince like a duet of Mr Wonder and Ms Madonna.
A Republican Senator is outraged that Facebook filters political items. Today’s emocons are quick to embrace the victim role.
Congressional Republicans are said to be united with Mr Trump. There’s always unity in clown alley. Until someone slips on a banana peel. Then a circus breaks out.
Chicago’s Midway is a terrible airport, one of the most terrifying at which to land.
Eurovision 2016 is the biggest day for popular song in history.
The recent elections in the UK show there is no Corbyn in England’s dreaming.
What’s possible is that Mr Corbyn will turn Labour into a permanent opposition Party. The Corbynards fail to realise that politics is not like F1 (i.e., there’s no podium) or the Olympics (i.e., there are no silver and bronze medals). Politics is about winning.
No one compelled Mr Sanders to run for the Democratic Party nomination. Since he’s never been a member of the Party until he announced he was running for President, he might just as well have run as an independent candidate, thereby avoiding the Democratic Party nomination procedures. The rules were in place before Sanders announced he would run as a Democrat. He knew the super-delegate situation and he likely knew Ms Clinton would have an edge. However, because he freely submitted to those procedures, he now has to deal the consequences of never having been a Democrat. It is no surprise that Ms Clinton, who was elected to the Senate as a Democrat, and ran for the Party’s Presidential nomination in 2008 as a Democrat, and served in the cabinet of a Democratic President, has the support of other Democratic politicians and grandees.
Adieu Fiorina: Mr Trump basically set her résumé on fire during one of the early debates. Unable to run on her business record, she was left with fronting the defund Planned Parenthood cabal, which was based on the dubious video. When that cause exploded (i.e., the head of Planned Parenthood unmanned the Republican members of the Congressional witch trial and the video-makers were arrested for making fake driver’s licenses), she didn’t have anything to stand on or for.
It’s all over for the Bundy bandits in Oregon. It must have come as a huge disappointment that reinforcements never arrived.
Being anti-Beyoncé is like being anti-puppies. Don Giuliani of the Five Families should know better.
It’s the biggest day in North American culture.
However, it was the worst Super Bowl in world history.
From the start it was clear one team couldn’t drive the length of the field. Then it was clear the other team couldn’t hold onto the ball. Then a mountain of penalties.
A preseason game.
At least there was Schadenfreude.
There also was halftime.
I miss the left shark.
There’s less contempt for Coldplay in the US than across the pond.
Political moments used to last fifteen minutes. Now they last fifteen seconds. Whatever the immediate value of Beyoncé’s performance, it will vanish when the next moment arises. Probably on twitter.