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Animal Mother Dumps Trump in a Shoebox
Animal Mother: You'd better flush out your head, new guy. This isn't about freedom; this is a slaughter. If I'm gonna get my balls blown off for a word, my word is "poontang".
They're in full metal jacket mode down on K Street. Trump can bust on illegal immigrants (undocumented workers) all he wants, call our elected leaders idiots and underperforms, talk and talk and talk about whatever, but if he belittles and insults that beautiful, frisky, scrappy Megyn Kelly they'll fucking crucify him. He's stepped over the line... ungentlemanly... insulting... It's... it's just too much... too, too much. We're talking about Megyn Frigg'n Kelly man, and she's just so damn adorable and playful, but smart and brave at the same time and you just can't... you just... Argh!!!! And I can see where they're coming from - most of these defenders of the little lady would give their left nut for a roll in the hay with Megyn because she's way out of their league - a fantasy really - so, short of that, they can be a virtual knight in shining armor and defend her virtue from the monstrous barbarian who's sacking the city.
Mrs. Trump
But I can also see it from Trump's angle - which is a very different view from grubby journo's and even the well heeled talking heads who might be pulling down mid-six figures per year and able to splurge on expensive call girls. The Donald sits on top of a pile of money, looks like Elvis and knows how to negotiate a deal - he can basically have any woman he wants any time he wants - the three women he's married have all been smoke'n hot and my guess is there have been "others" along the way that would push Megyn Kelly to a 6 or 7 by comparison. In other words, for Donald Trump a girl like Megyn is just another twist with a microphone - a slimmed down Candy Crowley with a dye job. Why put up with her crap and even better, why not insult her and keep the authentic Trump message front and center?
Message: Take No Prisoners.
It almost makes you feel sorry for the GOP establishment gubers and (now) their offshoot, "alternative" startups targeted at the anti-establishment hayseeds (ya know, flyover people) who are all in a lather about The Donald and his unbelievable buoyancy in the churning sea of the mediasphere. You'd expect Politico to call Trump a loser, but you know the long knives are out when Erick Erickson pulls Trumps invite to his Red State Gathering in an 11th hour fit of conscience. But Tump's not losing - he's winning and as Red State's own streiff points out Trump is "not fringe" - in fact, he appears to be attractive to what the GOP is always claiming it's targeting - the sensible, moderate middle. In other words, Trump has found Americas political G spot and he's stroking it.
Doesn't matter. WaPo echo's the GOP leaders line... Tump is on the way out. But something on the WaPo web page caught my eye - something seemingly completely unrelated to the subject of the article, but upon further reflection something quite prescient. Who is the mysterious clown pole (poll) dancing? Trump? The GOP? And what of the ominous warning? And what exactly is Shoebox? So I clicked the link and discovered that Shoebox is a little greeting card startup within the larger Hallmark Corp. missioned with designing "cutting edge", irreverent and, in some cases, tasteless greeting cards marketed to the type of people who would never buy a standard Hallmark card. It's sort of like what Red State is to the GOP if you get my analogy. And what these guys and gals come up with is really quite Trumpian in it's own way. Take a gander at the Shoebox crew and you'll find a few Trump supporters in the caucasoid mix (Shoebox is whiter than Twitter).
I know there are Trump voters at Shoebox because of this campaign ad they created for the Donald.
A lot more, so gird thy loins GOP and prepare for battle. Ye hath not smote the turdish knight yet and he's coming back for more of your women and gold. Argh!!!
She was "sexy", but "too much hard work." I'm a regular Fox & Friends viewer (mostly in protest of the other insipid morning programs like Today and Good Morning America) so over the years I've gotten to know Gretchen Carlson pretty well. Stuck between Steve and Brian she always seemed a prudish scold with an irritating, self-righteous demeanor that I simply put up with because I figured some people in the Fox audience actually liked her persona. It was obvious that Steve and Brian did not, but they were stuck with her like so many talking heads and had to make the best of it - which they did. Besides, she was no worse than any of the other women on morning show TV - I mean, you're only going to find a certain kind of person to do this kind of work and that kind of person is the Gretchen Carlson kind. Then, one day, she was gone and replaced by Elisabeth Hasselbeck and the F&F ratings began to climb, and climb and climb - in two months view
Last night Jim Acosta sat down for an interview with Larry Sabato at a national symposium series presented by the University of Virginia’s Center for Politics titled “Democracy in Perilous Times.” The evening’s topic was “ The Fourth Estate: Enemy of the People? ” and the crowd was warmly receptive of Acosta’s message which, boiled down to its essence, is that Donald Trump is a liar and he’s making life dangerous for reporters. Sabato introduced Acosta to the audience as Enemy #1 which drew mirthful laughter from the auditorium and then presented a short video montage of President Trump and his deplorable rubes insulting the reporter on many occasions over the past two years. This was all a set up for his first question which was, “how do you do your Job?” Acosta said the he accomplishes his duties by maintaining focus, reporting the story and telling the truth but acknowledged that it is difficult when the White House erodes the peoples faith in the press by bullying reporters. Whe
Well my telephone was ringing, and they told me it was chairman Mao. You got to tell him anything 'cause I just don't want to talk to him now. According to the brilliant troubadour Lowell George the Apolitical Blues are " the meanest blues of all" and who am I to disagree with this soul man now after all these years of living by his maxim. I first heard the song bursting from the 1972 vinyl of Little Feat's Alt-Rock-Country masterpiece "Sailin' Shoes" in the second story bedroom of my friend John's older brother Edie who, being about 3 years our senior, was instructing us on the importance of good music. This was circa 1975 and a formative time for my musical taste and overall aesthetic which, for better or worse, infuses every aspect of my existence including the KOTCB blog so a debt is owed this unforgettable "older brother" now that he has shuffled off this mortal coil and left us with smoky memories. A born rebel with the heart o
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