Friday, October 02, 2020

1600 Pennsavainyah Update



The cartoon at the top of yesterday's post takes on additional meaning in light of the president's overnight diagnosis.  I'm not one to dance on peoples' graves -- that's for Mitch McConnell and his slimy ilk -- but Trump is certainly going to find a way to politically capitalize on his health development.  Should he survive it.

If he does not, then it's Pence who wins, by default and perhaps by ballot too.

And what if Biden should turn up infected, incapacitated, or something worse?  Obviously IMO the DNC will roll with the zero-delegate-earning veep selection made by Old Joe -- again, it's her name on the ticket -- and not the man who received the second-most delegates in their primaries.  In the fine Democrat tradition first established (as best I know) in 1944.

Good times.

I hope everyone understands why I and so many others no longer want to be associated with this two-headed monster.  There's a lot of Constitutional wrestling for Ds and Rs to do in order to save themselves from extinction.  Climate chaos is more likely to get us all anyway, if COVID-19 -- or the next novel coronavirus after this one -- doesn't.

In the meanwhile, we'll rearrange the Titanic's deck chairs.  (Hey, if you're not feeling pessimistically existential or nihilistic, or both, this morning ... WTF is wrong with you?)

-- How about a real civilized debate next week, since those others may be canceled now?



Regrettably, Mark Charles was not invited.


It appears he was unable to qualify for write-in status in Texas.


Mark Jones Tweeted a list of all Texas write-ins, from the top of your ballot down, that I posted in Monday's Wrangle.  Remember: only "qualified" write-in votes count, so don't bother writing in Bernie, or Mickey Mouse, or Hypnotoad, or anybody else not on the TXSoS' list.

I had a lot more for this post, but circumstances nuked much of the relevance.  So like you -- and everyone else -- I'll wait and watch and see what happens next.
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Thursday, October 01, 2020

Sleepy Joe versus The Volcano


I put off this post-mortem as long as possible, because honestly, who looks forward to cleaning up projectile vomit?  But the toonmeisters have come to my rescue once again.



(Apropos of barely anything: some of you may remember this, but Beaumont was one of Gallagher's favorite stops when he was still touring.)

There were plenty of shitshow moments, but "Shut Up Man" and "Stand Down and Stand By" will be the ones remembered the longest.




There's always a backlash, as they say.


Turning point?  Pivotal moment?  I suppose we'll see polling reflecting something soon.  In the meantime, I want to blog twice more; a Far Left Texas Roundup (update, 10/3: this will wait for its usual Monday publication) and a White House Race posting that doesn't mention these two.

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Tuesday, September 29, 2020

An actual pissing match



Trump and Biden meet tonight in Cleveland for their first of three debates -- a socially distanced affair in which the candidates won't shake hands. Fox News host Chris Wallace is the moderator.

The audience, at about 70, will be limited compared with previous debates, and everyone attending the event at Case Western Reserve University will undergo testing for Covid-19 and follow other health safety protocols.

The debate is set for 9 p.m. Eastern time, and will last 90 minutes without any commercial breaks. The topics for the debate are "The Trump and Biden Records," "The Supreme Court," "Covid-19," "The Economy," "Race and Violence in our Cities" and "The Integrity of the Election," according to the Commission on Presidential Debates.


That Trump is not rehearsing is a strong hint about his strategy.

Efforts to focus the preparation-averse Trump on the upcoming debate have occurred in sporadic bursts, including one 30-minute session last weekend. This past Sunday they resumed with a short question-and-answer period utilizing the flashcards campaign advisers prepared to try and hone what have so far been unwieldy attempts to define Democratic rival Joe Biden. Trump did less than two hours of prep total, a person familiar told CNN.


(Trump) has expressed a desire to get under Biden's skin by waging brutal personal attacks against members of his family, including his son Hunter and brandishing questions about Biden's past -- from old plagiarism incidents to more recent allegations of sexual misconduct -- that he hopes will rattle the former vice president. He has already baselessly accused Biden of taking performance-enhancing drugs ahead of the debate and some aides expect him to raise it during the event itself.



This might work, since Biden has demonstrated a severe irritation to these questions.


So there's one thing we can count on ...


“I will be strongly demanding a Drug Test of Sleepy Joe Biden prior to, or after, the Debate on Tuesday night. Naturally, I will agree to take one also,” Trump wrote. “His Debate performances have been record setting UNEVEN, to put it mildly. Only drugs could have caused this discrepancy???”

[...]

“Vice President Biden intends to deliver his debate answers in words. If the president thinks his best case is made in urine he can have at it,” said Kate Bedingfield, Biden’s deputy campaign manager. “We’d expect nothing less from Donald Trump, who pissed away the chance to protect the lives of 200K Americans when he didn't make a plan to stop COVID-19.”


Sounds a little golden shower-y.  I'll be watching baseball (and following the debate on Twitter).
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