Charlie’s Golden Ticket, or Articles of Confederation, Part II?

Is RBG* glaring outside my window on former Mayor Bloomberg’s scroll doing anything — 731 Lexington Avenue?  Will Trump’s nominee (will take me quite a while to name names here, especially since one ABC commentator went so far as to say nothing was her fault. She accepted the nomination, that is how it goes) recuse herself if it gets to the Supreme Court like Gore v. Bush (2000) (which is doubtful)?

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Trump thinks she won’t.  Had I been Trump’s Jared or Ivanka, I would advise him to hold up the Golden Ticket.  Don’t make the Senate Republicans pay the price (or should they, they should read Atlantic Monthly‘s A. Applebaum).

The Supreme Court is SO heavily conservative that do they even need her?  Well, I suppose yes they do, since with her nomination — the ol’ “foxes in chicken coop” approach — and Trump’s last card — we not only ensure women’s right to sovereignty over their own bodies is likely gone; universal health care, even if it varies a lot from state to state, is gone, and every conservative issue the conservatives in the Federalist Society has been preoccupied with since 2000 is gone.   

Watch the New Jersey election. If cannabis becomes recreational under New Jersey state law, we’re back in it — the Articles of Confederation, which caused the first government in the United States to fall apart less than 20 years in.  Governor Cuomo is not going to like all those New Yorkers taking PATH; think of all the state revenue he will have lost.  The tri-state area will become a tri-state mess.

The 2000 election did count (unabashedly shameful self-interest that contradicted the conservatives going for Bush, though they had long, long professed states’ rights, since it suited them as being anti-New Deal til they flipped), combined with the Seattle uprising, all over a year before 9/11, not only are we in partisan politics, but it’s the two-against-one game, not the Unitary Executive Branch that counts.  When the President and Congress work well together, bills become laws.  When the President and the federal judiciary get together, it leads to many different kinds of political equations.  No need to worry about Congress and the Supreme Court separating against the Presidency — 545 + 9  members means they never get along or move in a consistent direction.   

The U.S. Constitution has created only one national office and that is the office of the President.  

Separation of powers, federalism, states’ rights, different kinds of sovereignties are all variable and up for interpretation, depending upon the politician.  The definition of a politician is that they serve one constituency and harm another.  Is Trump doing anything different?  No, of course not. 

We’re in this jam, as what I used to teach as the “Theory of Rotting Republics.”  Most ancient political thought would tell you — you’ve got 250 years — and then it rots, from within.  I hate to say it but has American representational democracy been irradiated like fruit in the United States?  Bite into an apple in July, it’s not crisp.  Chances are the fruit experienced irradiation or is rotting from within, it’s only the skin that looks properly ripe.

* Written before we knew about Trump’s 750 dollar per year, at most, tax bill.

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Repub “Hypo-Crits”

Hypo: a large animal that is ugly and looks like an American politician or a SLAM or SCAM — a “role model” (taken from MTP, allowing GOP from Wyoming to speak and allows him to keep propagating).

Hypo-cratic is not to be confused with Hippocratic oath — or is it?  Hippo is not a hypo. Or maybe Hippo-publican — the Equality State has a few too many of those.  Time for a new animal symbol for these forgetful elephants?

Gun Toting Patsy

Hypo-crasy is similar to fake crazy behavior, though in American English they say crasy in a Patsy Cline-like drawl.  Try singing it:  “Crasy, I’m crasy, American People,” A euphemism for the few people in the United States who vote.  Even more “crasy” is the Senate hypocrit from Wyoming that “Meet the Press” Chuck Todd was too weak to contain in his shallow pool. Guess the so-called neutral journal can’t deal with SCAMs.

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Looking For Wildlife in All the Wrong Places

Getting away from it all (i.e. the GOP). Or are we looking for GOP game two years early. We’re scouts. No Dick Cheney here. And more importantly no shotgun to kill quails or shoot your friends in the face. This requires a bit of history. I remember laughing with the New Yorkers’ “about town” piece by Larissa Macfarquhar on shooting your friends in the face etiquette. Let’s hope Anti-Presidency President Trump doesn’t shoot Pence figuratively of course next week. I’d replace him, if I were him, to add a little jolt to their party.

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Liar Pence’s VEEP Liar Test

Lie_detector_test.jpgVice President, Pence – Please.  I’m losing patience.  Let’s get it over with.  Out of 253 articles today, you and your willingness (along with your staff’s) to sit happily in this chair wins. You prevailed.

Hey you could be our VEEP preview.  Who said the dog wags the tail?  And how is this woman alone in a room with a “man?!*”

#TFA.  Thanks Omarosa!!  I “get-it” — the 25th Amendment, and Trump’s fear of fear or fear of his Cabinet’s fear gives me hope.  #hashtag Trump’s hopeful future #THF.

Of course this means Paul will be President when you fail.  Or some Speaker.  Hmm… this is even more hopeful.  The new Speaker will be President.   First Trump, then Pence, then — not Paul or Nancy — but . . .

Who said the Democrats needed to wait to 2020 to get there?

Better Dead than Red, or Better Red than Dead?

One of my colleagues, now long retired, put it this way.  Frankly, I can’t remember who said what — who gets the credit.  Or who gets the blame, depending, of course, on your perspective.  Anyway, the question is this: Why do Republicans own red?

When I was a U.S. congressional page for the Republicans, they wore red.  Red neckties and red party dresses abounded.  Later, when I switched sides, I began to relate more to my friends from the other side of the aisle. This wasn’t hard, since Tip O’Neill was the speaker of the House when I was a page, and the Republican party was so small (circa 1977–78) that my friends were pages borrowed from the other side:  Southern Democrats, Blue Dog Democrats, bold Democrats, or just plain curious Democrats coming from the closest city to red that we had: San Francisco. The Republicans, in other words, did not have enough leg power, or person power, to run all their errands.  So, back in the day, the Democrats were gentlemen* and would help them out — at least at the level of running errands to the House floor.

Getting back to the conversation at hand, I didn’t turn blue for long.  The Democrats, I quickly learned at Claremont Men’s College, were not as, but almost as ______  (fill in the blank) boring in the absence of agents of change as the Republicans.  In a two-party system, they were Tweedledee and Tweedledum.

So, I moved left.  Moving left after college meant leaving the country. Going abroad, I ended up in the one country that could be counted back then as dissident, or had a dissident history — the former Yugoslavia.

Here we all embraced the red.  Indeed, one of my going-away gifts was a basket of red stuff — red nail varnish, lipstick, etc. — and the biggest movie that spring, when I got to decide if I wanted my diploma to read Claremont Men’s College or Claremont McKenna College, was Reds, by Warren Beatty.

Back then, red was the color of communists — and I never quite put it together why it was also the color of Republicans.

Anyway, listening to Max Boot on a Forum podcast got me thinking: Now we do know — not why they, but at least he, wears red.  And this got a laugh out of me.

It made me think: “Better dead than red” made sense to my relatives and I decided to resist my relatives with “Better red than dead.”  But today’s Republicans are so anti-intellectual that you might say: “Better-read? Then dead.”  Whose color is it anyway?  Or are we all seeing red, knowing that some say or dance around it that our president is committing treason.



* I say gentlemanly because the House was a gentlemen’s club.  We were taught that the number-one reason a woman sat in the House was because her husband had died in a plane crash.  I still have yet to check the veracity of that statement.


** you guess

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