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Nov 30 2017

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Tonight is a new President Trump: Acknowledging a flip-flop and talking about gravity of office, history substance.

In case you were wondering, is the White House Bureau Chief at The Washington Post and a paid political analyst for MSNBC NBC News.

And every time President Stupid’s spastic colon spasms, Mr. Rucker snaps a collar bone.

One side-note: As I was staggering back to the keyboard to write this. I looked up to see Bloody Bill Kristol. On MSNBC. Being interviewed by Brian Williams. On the Middle East, US foreign policy and war-making and where Lindsay Graham, John McCain and Holy Joe Liebermann all go to get their mani-pedis. All done with a completely straight face.

As I have opined once or twice.

Trump was sent by Satan to normalize Bill Kristol

And there it was, happening once again: the media treating a monster like a long-lost lodge brother. Helping him ooze back into respectability. Happening in real time right out in public and no one —no one — but some scurrilous, disreputable bloggers are even going to mention it.

Nine months ago, ABC News’ chief pedantic, finger-wagging scold and Both Siderist warrior political analyst was very busy lecturing the rest of us on what naughty, naughty (and ignorant) Americans we were for jumping to irresponsible conclusions about Trump voters:

The vast majority of trump voters aren’t racists or sexists or mean spirited. Let’s treat everyone with respect, and show each other love.

you are missing the point. I am talking about the majority of trump voters who are good people. Staying in hate isn’t helping.

Recent polls show 2/3rds of Trump supporters said they will never turn against him. No matter what. Time for media to stop interviewing them

Funny old world.

Behold, a Tip Jar!

A message from the children of Johnny Cash:

We were alerted to a video of a young man in Charlottesville, a self-proclaimed neo-Nazi, spewing hatred and bile. He was wearing a t-shirt emblazoned with the name of Johnny Cash, our father. We were sickened by the association.

Johnny Cash was a man whose heart beat with the rhythm of love and social justice. He received humanitarian awards from, among others, the Jewish National Fund, B nai Brith, and the United Nations. He championed the rights of Native Americans, protested the war in Vietnam, was a voice for the poor, the struggling and the disenfranchised, and an advocate for the rights of prisoners. Along with our sister Rosanne, he was on the advisory board of an organization solely devoted to preventing gun violence among children. His pacifism and inclusive patriotism were two of his most defining characteristics. He would be horrified at even a casual use of his name or image for an idea or a cause founded in persecution and hatred. The white supremacists and neo-Nazis who marched in Charlottesville are poison in our society, and an insult to every American hero who wore a uniform to fight the Nazis in WWII. Several men in the extended Cash family were among those who served with honor.

Our dad told each of us, over and over throughout our lives, Children, you can choose love or hate. I choose love.

We do not judge race, color, sexual orientation or creed. We value the capacity for love and the impulse towards kindness. We respect diversity, and cherish our shared humanity. We recognize the suffering of other human beings, and remain committed to our natural instinct for compassion and service.

To any who claim supremacy over other human beings, to any who believe in racial or religious hierarchy: we are not you. Our father, as a person, icon, or symbol, is not you. We ask that the Cash name be kept far away from destructive and hateful ideology.

ABC News’ chief political analyst warns that pointing that he is a callow, myopic political chump is not a “winning strategy.”

For those Dems who think it is a good idea to rub people’s nose in it on those who didn’t vote for Hillary – it ain’t a winning strategy

— it sure feels like I’ve won something.

So, no, I’ll be rubbing it in for awhile longer.

Also, for someone who wears his Catholicism so prominently on his sleeve, Mr. Dowd seems acutely averse to anything remotely resembling confession, repentance or atonement.

Behold, a Tip Jar!


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