I think it’s even more insidious than “basically, Republicans want a REPUBLICAN dictator.” I think it’s cis-male, white, hetero that they want. Imagine if they swapped out 45's name with Ben Carson. Or Carly Fiorina.

Oh, you!!! Pish-tosh with your ‘qualified to occupy’ a position.

Not just after. Before & during too.

Almost?

Ya know who’s elderly? 45, that’s who.

Twenty-five years ago friends of mine got married in midtown Manhattan (I think at the Waldorf, but I forget). The afterparty ended up in some Trump property. He was there. He came over to schmooze. The bride’s father asked him when he was going to run for Mayor of NYC. I blame Linda’s dad for everything we’re going…

I get it. I belong to one of the local Pantsuit Nation groups on Facebook and there are people there going wild thinking the GJ being impaneled means indictment/hearing/conviction will happen within a matter of weeks/months. I keep piping up with comments about not counting chickens pre-hatching, etc...

Here’s what a former US Attorney says about timing:

Nicely done.

Oooh:

1. Wasn’t there some new baseball stadium that ha a hotel built into it where the guests were all going at it in full view of spectators and cameras?
2. Wasn’t there a similar issue at some tennis match recently, where the grunts, moans and groans were heard on-court? So much so that Serena (?) had to stop and comment…

Well played.

This:

And people respond much better in kind (I’ll give you grace if you offer me grace) than they do to demands.

Oh, I know; I’m lucky. I could easily do congee for breakfast, tamales for lunch, Turkish for dinner and find a lovely welcoming Irish pub for after dinner drinks (I’ve not done that specific cuisine hopping in a day, but something very similar).

Nope - I’m in NYC, well Queens anyway (I may need to go wandering around Corona now in search of...). I do appreciate the recommendation though.

My takeaway from this: tamales. I really could go for some tamales now.

When I heard this morning that Ms. Moreau passed away, it kinda took the air out of me, even though she was 89 years old. She was so damned sultry and sexy and French! I recall seeing her in The Lovers when I was a teenager (in the late 80s) and thinking that she was everything that a teen girl would want to be. I…

Nah. She’ll age. She’ll stay dumb, but she’ll age.

Years ago the bank I worked for was taken over by another bank and we had to interview for positions in the new organization. One of the guys that interviewed me (for whom I’d be working if things worked out that way) was so, so, so, on so, so, so, so much cocaine during the interview. I’d done some coke in my life…