January 16, 2019
As we lurch into the 26th day of our country being held hostage by hatred, all that’s missing is the sound of Sonny and Cher belting out “I Got You, Babe,” from an analog clock radio. In a vain effort to distract from the shutdown’s effect on his poll numbers, the Creamsicle colored rodeo clown in The White House enlisted the championship Clemson football team in a ridiculous stunt. He invited them to The White House for a dinner of fast food burgers and lukewarm fries. The spectacle of the hapless felon grinning like a hyena while standing in his overcoat in front of the “spread” he had arranged was so risible that even one of the players was caught on camera admitting that he thought it was a joke.
While we were enjoying a bit of gallows humor, Trump’s Republican enablers were embarking on a stealth image reclamation project. First, the House Republicans belatedly stripped Rep. Steve King of his Committee positions, after literally years of his making overtly racist statements. Apparently, openly asking what’s wrong with white supremacy was a bridge too far for his Republican colleagues, (Source: “Republican’s Racism is Punished. Some Ask Why It Took So Long,” by Jonathan Martin, The New York Times, 1/16/19). Continue reading “Window dressing”