It is starting. First, there will be thinly veiled threats. Next there will be actual threats. Then they will follow through. Anyone who thinks this won’t happen is in for a very dangerous, rude awakening.

Speak for yourself. This is too important to ignore and forget.

You mean the second civil war.

Well, his conflicts of interest certainly give them a hold over him. He doesn’t dare rebel—they’ll tell him who to nominate to the court, what policies to promulgate, who to praise, who to slime—they’ll pretty much script his “presidency” for him down to the last detail, with Pence hanging over his head the whole…

He looks terrified. Maybe somewhere in that dim primitive little brain there’s one tiny vestigial little mote of sanity telling him, Big boy, you’re so far up your own ass you may never climb back out again.

I don’t think “Charlie” is a literal single person, but I think you’re absolutely right.

My best friends have posited a theory. When you get elected president, one of the first things that happens is you get a visit from “Charlie,” this deep undercover operative who has ALL the horrible news about what’s really going on. “Charlie” takes the POTUS-elect into a little room and tells POTUS all the horrible…

It’s not you. He’s gross.

I haven’t had the heart to watch any of the speeches yet, maybe one day I’ll be able to sit through Hillary’s concession with out fearing I will destroy whatever machinery I am watching it on. So I am incredibly thankful you shared that bit. Fucking, Joe man. That guy, I tell ya.

I hope he sets up an A-Team style group of renegade do-gooders who comically thwart the cartoonishly evil GOP policies at every turn.

I’m curious what will happen if things really start going downhill. That Hunger Games meme doesn’t seem so far off now. Or like this is the next installment of Harry Potter and President Obama is our Dumbledore.

These memes, as they’ve been popping up my various feeds, are seriously the only things to make me smile this week. Every time I see a nasty comment telling us to shut up and stop our whining, complaining about our sour grapes, and making so many of us feel unwelcome in our own land, I look at these again. I can’t…

I was sort of banking on it being a cardboard cut-out of Macho Man Randy Savage. That probably would have been better.

Reince Priebus? JK Rowling wouldn’t have been able to come up with a better evil character name.

My brain refuses to learn how to pronounce his name. Keeps telling me “Prince Reebus.”

I imagine the official kissing-of-the-Trump ring private ceremony going like this:

The sad thing for me is that I’m finding relief just in seeing where things are settling. Uncertainty freaks me the fuck out. Knowing what horrors are ahead is actually kind of soothing for me because now I *know*.

Don’t you mean Prince Rebus?

It’s pretty unfortunate that the best thing someone can say about an appointee is that he is the least detrimental. Hopefully Reince Priebus can be a “moderating” influence.

Reince, Wash, Repeat.