You Can’t Read That!
The pinheads we’ve warned you about, fought against, taken to court, subverted with work-arounds, subjected to public ridicule and shame — the torch & pitchfork book-burning mob — are suddenly the boss of us.
Pardon?
I’m fine with Biden’s pardon of his son Hunter.
Chips Ahoy!
Donna and I married 59 years ago this day, the 2nd of December, 1965.
Liberal Tears
Stay fresh, cheese bags. And keep fighting.
Air-Minded: PR Past & Present (and a Rant)
One thing I’m sure of: it’s not a real scramble but a staged photo, taken for PR purposes.
Tuesday Bag o’ News
Things could be worse! And have been!
Horsefeathers
How childish do you have to be to insist on setting off fireworks ten days after the 4th of July just because you weren’t here for the main event?
The Case of the Purloined Photo
I’ve only a few years left on station and choose not to spend it among vulgarians.