So, the Palm Beach County cops don’t work for the federal government. If they see they’re running over budget (and by stunning amounts), can they just...stop showing up to protect His Royal Tangerineness?

Why isn’t THIS the algorithm that’s sorting my Facebook ads?

Truly, we are in the age of rampant doubling-down. Nobody wants you in their Disney movie? Make ridiculous demands about what you require to be in it!

I’m struck by reporters feeling the need to tell the President of the United States, multiple times, “We don’t hate you, sir.” It’s like listening to a school counselor dealing with a teenager who’s pitching a “the whole world hates me” fit of sulkiness.

If I could hang out with a billionaire who owned a private island, probably has a pretty good wine cellar, and could get me a ticket for a ride into space, I would.

Sturgeon/Warren for Leaders of the Free World 2020!

Apparently, Bannon is a huge fan (naturally). Whose office is this, again?

He signed the Executive Order a few hours ago to force the 2-for-1. I love how he and his circle keep declaring that this all about helping small businesses, but he couldn’t help himself and admitted, yeah, it’s about big business, too. Hmm, I wonder whose regulations will be eliminated first?

From the press conference with the “senior officials” (who can’t be named or you’ll be thrown out of the press corps), I took it that the implementation was extremely deliberate because they didn’t want agencies coming up with reasons why it couldn’t be implemented (i.e., actual legal reasons why what they’re doing is…

From the article, it sounded like she sent the memoir to a university to be kept locked until the 2030's. So she wrote a story, but wants to make sure that nobody can read it until she’s for-sure gone and doesn’t have to answer for whatever is in there. Courageous!

Exactly, she’s gettin’ right with God now that it won’t change anything about her life.

There are more than 15,000 registered for the march in St Petersburg, FL. They were initially expecting a few hundred. Not so much!

That color is beautiful, but I’ve never seen a more persistently miserable couple in my life. They should be staring at the table, eating meatloaf at a Denny’s while silently thinking daggers at each other.

I just assumed it was a desperate attempt to get people to look at his wang, but it definitely comes across my schlub than schwing.

I swear that looks like cosplay of, I dunno, Patribot? The Illusionist? Uncle Sam’s mirror universe identity, Auntie Sham?

And there’s poor Ruth Bader Ginsberg thinking, “Now I have to survive another four years of this bullshit instead of retiring to a life of day drinking and HGTV.” I feel ya, girl.

I’m too distracted by the length of his tie to see anything else. All the money in the world and he still can’t wear a suit properly.

At the very least, I hope there will also be a sizable contingent of Girl Scouts at the Women’s March the following day.

Fair enough! Now I will . . . well, not buy any of their albums or go to their after-prom gigs, but I respect them a little bit more.

Please let it be real! It’s too delicious.