Monday, February 17, 2020

Dangling Party-Sciple.

Well, well, well. Is anyone surprised that Attorney General Barr is consiglieri to the Don? I mean, Rudy Giuliani auditioned for the role, but turned out to be completely inept and totally outta his league. Barr, on the other hand, seems to have a mastery of the English language as well as an ability to practice omertà while managing to look professorially appropriate. You just gotta know someone is danging the Notorious RBG's seat on the BIG bench in front of him like a goddamn orange carrot...or is that BY a goddamn orange carrot. Hmmm, either works. Hell, Barr may be a duplicitous SOB, but he ain't that stupid; he knows what's at stake if the Don gets voted off the island. He is not gonna do anything to risk that big brown chair. 

My friend Arthur the attorney wrote:
Every day we get a better understanding of how democracies die and witness what happened in the 1930s.
Unfortunately, I suspect he is correct. We are watching the demise of American democracy regardless of how imperfect a system it is. All things considered, 244 years for a democracy is a pretty good run. Only Switzerland, upon declaring its independence from the Holy Roman Empire in 1648, has been a republic longer than We, the People, have been a republic. Let's face it, 244 isn't that long, and even longevity does not guarantee success.

However it happened, and Lord knows the Don didn't win the popular vote, we managed to install a repeat offender as President of the United States. Fine. It happened.  But what is so monumentally disturbing is that a significant portion of our population believes he is exempt from morals, scruples and the law of the land. If, three years into this term, you are still supporting him, then you must also own up to the idea that you think he is exempt from the law.  Do everyone a favor: just admit that out loud and let us understand with perfect clarity that this is what you think.

The Don...not Feckless Leader...not the, the Don is running this country like his own personal crime syndicate...without the hope that tax evasion will get him in the end, as it did Al Capone, he will continue to run this country as his own personal piggy bank. 

Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Recent revelations about the Department of Justice reinforce my belief that our system of checks and balances no longer exists. If the Senate can sit on 395 bills passed, many with bipartisan support, by the House of Representatives and refuse to act/review/bring to a vote any of them, then the Senate has abrogated its responsibility to We, ALL the People. If  the head of Department of Justice can inject himself into favors needed by the sitting president for a foreign, autocratic government like, say Recep Tayyip Erdogan's government in Turkey, then the Department of Justice is no longer that. Nor is it a Department of Justice when the head of it overturns recommendations from his own prosecutors, recommendations based on admission of guilt and established precedent. If the DoJ can do all that without blinking an eye, the Attorney General can, and most likely will, invalidate any election the Don does not like. The Don has bestowed this ability on the AG, and already uses it at will.

I keep hearing the theme from The Godfather like an ear-worm and offers Barr can't refuse twirl in an endless dance of constitutional death.

Yeah, yeah, so I'm an alarmist...but not really. I am listening to the rhetoric from both sides. The DNC is going a great job of sabotaging itself for a change, while  the RNC is terrified of what the Don can do to them. Like I asked last week, how many pee-pee tapes does this guy have? The Don is a collector of ammunition; he uses it  to shield himself. 

Next week will be a blog of a different color. I won't tell you what I'll be doing, but suffice it to say, I will be crossing something off my bucket list. 

The Wifely Person's Tip o'the Week
If you are really interested in effecting change,
run for a local office. 

Monday, February 10, 2020

I Am Not Spartacus

My Constitution-lovin' heart was broken last week not because the Senate absolved Feckless Leader from any wrong-doing. Not because the Senate did not remove him from office. Not because they acquitted a man who admitted he did the things they say he did. Nope. None of those things broke my heart because I didn't expect the Senate to do anything different. They lived up to their reputation as chicken-shit cowards too afraid of their campaign pot'o'gold to even as ask question. And that was expected, too.

What broke my heart was the part when John Bolton was refused the opportunity to testify before that once-august body. I have no idea what he would've said, if the would've pleaded the fifth, or if he would've explained how the moon was made of green cheese. That he was not permitted to testify said nothing about him, but spoke volumes about the Senate. A trial has witnesses, just as they did in the House. While the Democrats were presenting their case with videos and statements, however flawed a presentation it was, it was evidence presented. The GOP did not defend Feckless, they just said, over and over, "this is not an impeachable offense."  He did it, but he's not guilty by reason of status. 


Once upon a time, I had hoped John Bolton would be the adult in the room, the one to bring some semblance of order to the chaotic West Wing. Don't get me wrong, I'm not Bolton's greatest fan. He is the ultimate right-wing-regime-changing nutjob. He makes your run-of-the-mill hawks come off like hippy-dippy pacifists. This is the guy who claimed Cuba (yes, Cuba) had secret WMDs and both Iran and North Korea should be treated to "pre-emptive" strikes. So, yeah, I have some fundamental issues with him working in the White House. HOWEVER, stupid he isn't and he wanted to testify. We, the People were pretty vocal about wanting to hear him. Yet he was silenced.  Why did the White House stop him?

What is the White House afraid of? What is the GOP side of the Senate afraid of? If there was nothing inappropriate, why not have testimony to support that? How many golden shower tapes does the White House have on Senators?

Do I keep asking the same questions?

Well, I know one thing the White House is afraid of: Alexander Vindman. They are not only terrified of him, they are terrified of his twin brother, as well. 

There's a running gag on my family FaceBook page: every time I do something home-ownerish, I change my profile picture to Spartacus with the caption: I AM SPARTACUS.  This has been going on for as long as I've been on FB with the fam. 

This week, I change my profile picture to this:

I'm not Spartacus. 
THIS is the real Spartacus. 
He stood up, told the truth, and despite attempts to 
denigrate and humiliate this devoted-to-duty soldier, 
he will always be a hero to We, the People.

You don't get too many real-life heroes these days, people who stand up for what's right  while fully cognizant of the cost of that position. Lt. Col. Vindman knew exactly what he was doing when he testified in the House. He knew they would come after him. And in one of the most poignant moments ever experienced in the house, he assured his dad he would be okay because he told the truth:

I also recognize that my simple act of appearing here today, just like the courage of my colleagues who have also truthfully testified before this Committee, would not be tolerated in many places around the world. In Russia, my act of expressing my concerns to the chain of command in an official and private channel would have severe personal and professional repercussions and offering public testimony involving the President would surely cost me my life. I am grateful for my father's brave act of hope 40 years ago and for the privilege of being an American citizen and public servant, where I can live free of fear for mine and my family's safety. 
Dad, my sitting here today, in the US Capitol talking to our elected officials is proof that you made the right decision forty years ago to leave the Soviet Union and come here to the United States of America in search of a better life for our family. Do not worry, I will be fine for telling the truth.
When historians talk about the moment the Constitution of the United States was in great peril of collapse from within the government, they will talk about Alexander Vindman's courage under oath.

Of course, they'll also talk about what a total doofus Gordon Sondland was, but they will also grudgingly admit he was also trying to do the right thing.

No one should be surprised by the head-rolling fiesta going on at the White House these days. I'm sure the Vindman twins weren't. But what should be troubling We, the People, is that Feckless Leader's behavior is now to be accepted as normal. And, as Stephanie Grisham explained, the president believes "people should pay" for the way he was treated.

I don't know about any of you, gentle readers, but I'm really tired of the toddler behavior. And I know toddler behavior when I see it; Young Sir will turn 2 at the end of the month. And he is perfectly age appropriate FOR A 2-YEAR OLD. He is not perfectly age appropriate to be President of the United States.

Speaking of appropriate behavior, did anyone happen to hear about the White Nationalist March on Washington this past weekend? The NYT wrote about it:
More than 100 members of the Patriot Front, dressed in khaki pants and caps, blue jackets and white face masks, shouted "Reclaim America!" and "Life, liberty, victory!" video of the march showed.

Patriot Front leader Thomas Rousseau told YV reporter Mike Valerio of WUSA: 
We organized the march to symbolically reclaim our nation’s capital from the Jews, Marxists, & anti-white enemies in government who want to see white Americans erased.
You cannot think things are going well when this stuff is growing in popularity, both here and in Europe. HOWEVER, they peacefully exercised their Constitutionally guaranteed  right of assembly. I may despise what they are and what they stand for, but they did nothing wrong. Wish I could say that about our president.

The Wifely Person's TIp o'the Week
Democracy is whatever you believe it is.
The only important aspect about a democracy is the vote.
If you don't vote, you get the government you deserve.
Just like we have. 

    Bonus Tip:
    May Kirk Douglas's memory forever be for a blessing. 
    He gave us Spartacus!

    Monday, February 3, 2020

    POP QUIZ: A Guy Walks Into A Crowded Bar...

    Scenario #1 

    So, a guy walks into a crowded bar waving a baseball bat and says to the barkeeper, "Gimme all your money." The barkeeper thinks for a moment and says, "Sure, I'll just open the cash register." While he's opening the cash register he trips the silent alarm. The cops come rushing in the door. What happens next?

    1. The cops ask the bartender what happened, and he says, "This guy threatened me with his bat and demanded I give him all my money."
    2. The cops ask guy with the bat what happened, and he answers, "Nothing. I asked him for a donation and clearly he called the cops. I didn't do anything wrong."
    3. The cops ask the other people at the bar what happened and they say the didn't see it. 
    Did you pick your description of the event? Okay. What do the cops do?
    1. The cops arrest the guy with the bat and charge him with attempted robbery
    2. The cops arrest the bartender for calling in a phony cop call.
    3. The cops explain to the bartender that since the guy didn't threaten to bash his head in or take any money, no crime had been committed. The cops leave the bar.
    Scenario #2

    So, a guy walks into a crowded bar carrying a baseball bat. He sets it down on the bar and says to the bartender, "I would really like to help you with your crime problem. All you have to do is give me information about every time Vasily, Ivan, and Vladimir come in, and I'll make sure that nothing happens to your little bar. If you don't agree to this, I'll make sure you have no protection and every crook in the neighborhood is gonna rob you with my blessing." The bartender happens to be wearing a wire and the conversation is recorded. After the guy leaves, the bartender calls the cops and tells them.  What happens next?
    1. The cops listen to the recording, then go arrest the guy for extortion.
    2. The cops go find the other guy who tells them it was a genuine attempt to help the guy out. It was perfectly innocent. 
    3. The cops explain to the bartender that the guy really just wanted to help him and no crime was committed. 
    Scenario #3

    The guy with the baseball bat gets arrested for attempted robbery and extortion. The district attorney files the charges. The case goes to court. The jury, as it turns out, was pre-selected and empaneled before anyone arrives at court. The judge is related to the baseball bat guy and owes him. The prosecution objects, and the judge overrules the objection. Opening statements proceed, and when they are done, the judge announces no witnesses will be permitted to testify. He instructs the jury to retire to another local bar to render their verdict. 
    TRUE OR FALSE: This is permitted in a US Court of Law?


    According to the Sixth Amendment of the Constitution of the United States:
    In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the state and district wherein the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the assistance of counsel for his defense.
    This is the part I don't get. If the accused is entitled to have a compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, why didn't the GOP want anyone at all to testify? One would think having witnesses speaking upon one's behalf would be a good thing, an entitlement one would want. 

    But no. The GOP didn't even want witnesses for the defense. What does that tell you? Everyone on that side, all those God-fearing good Christian soldier souls did not wish to perjure themselves under oath? That's the only logical thing I could come up with. 

     But wait....there's a phrase for this! Can you say, KANGAROO COURT, boys and girls?

    If you've heard the expression but are not sure what that means, here's the definition:
    kangaroo court is a court that ignores recognized standards of law or justice and often carries little or no official standing in the territory within which it resides. The term may also apply to a court held by a legitimate judicial authority which intentionally disregards the court's legal or ethical obligations.                                                                                   Wikipedia

    I am past party identification with this thing. I don't give a rat's ass if you're Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Pastafarian, Green, or Purple with Pink Polka Dots. It doesn't freakin' matter. What matters is that while all this bull-oney was going down, NO ONE was paying attention to the man behind the curtains as crucial regulations for land, water, and air were rolled back. We were too busy staring at the big green head. And near as I can tell, we're gonna keep staring at its hypnotic qualities until Wednesday morning, November 4th, when we wake up to learn that no matter who actually won the election, Feckless Leader will still be POTUS....even in Kansas City, Kansas.

    The Senate's greatest crime is not the acquittal of a criminal, but in the preservation of the great lie...that ethics and morals have no place in American. As a body, the Senate has overturned the Constitution and replaced it will nothing short of the Great Lie. Which makes me wonder why they don't want witnesses. That is such a complicated paradigm I do not even wish to unpack it. 

    Yes, I do have a theory as to why they don't want witnesses: because of transcripts. They do not want a written record taken verbatim from the testimony in Congress. As soon as an official transcript is created, it's all set in stone. And the last thing the GOP wants are incontrovertible, irrefutable, unimpeachable facts.

    More than democracy dies in darkness. So does hope. 

    The Wifely Person's Tip O'the Week

    This is not original thinking, although I wish it was. 
    From George Orwell:
    And if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed—if all records told the same tale—then the lie passed into history and became truth. 'Who controls the past' ran the Party slogan, 'controls the future: who controls the present controls the past.'                                                     
    Part 1, Section 3 ,  Nineteen Eighty-Four 

    Monday, January 27, 2020

    Laughing and Not Laughing

    What's left of my basement
    When we last left our intrepid blogger, she was slogging her way through a wet basement worrying about water mitigation, insurance coverage, and the dreaded Angsty-Doodle-Damn-It. Since then, the water mitigation guys have come, done their magic for 4 days, reattached the washer and dryer, and have disappeared into the night...except for when one of the guys realized he locked his backpack in the house with the keys from the lock box. That was the comic relief. 

    Or might have been until I was sitting in the kitchen eating my cottage cheese and granola dinner when a mouse skittered across the floor and dived under the fridge. Yes, I was startled; no, I did not yell EEEEEEEK and jump onto the counter, but I did call the junior son who told me to go to Home Depot and get a mouse trap. He told me this is part of adulting, and I needed to do this on my own. Google would help. Sure, it will.

    Peanut Butter Bucket
    Having had a wonderful mouser dog and a husband who didn't mind battling critters, my experience with mice and mouse traps was almost non-existent, and what little experience I have had did not end happily. I floated around Google for a bit, and decided I need more help than it was providing, so I did the most adult thing I know...I called my machatunim* who know everything about this kinda stuff. My wonderful machatennister** immediately cried, "What you need is a peanut butter bucket!" and said she had one all put together, I should come over and get it. She also provided the Mousy Ramp for getting said critter into the bucket. She never once mentioned the word "adulting." I love this woman. Good thing they're only 5 minutes away!

    BLOG UPDATE: PEANUT BUTTER BUCKET LIKE A CHARM. MOUSE HAS BEEN DISPATCHED...but bucket remains in case he had mishbucha*** with him. 

    On the escapist side, I went to see YidLife Crisis at the Twin Cities Jewish Humor Festival last Saturday night. I thought they were screamingly funny. IMHO, this is baseline Jewish humor. It's warm, it's funny, and it's hamish. The guys are from Montreal, but they did an enormous amount of prep work on Jewish life in the Twin Cities and they were spot on. 

    For the record, I cannot abide the following: Larry David, Jerry Seinfeld, or Phillip Roth. I don't think any of those guys are funny. They're like Borscht Belt Gone Bad. I know, I know, I'll get hammered for saying that, but too bad; it's an opinion and I get to have one. The YidLife guys, on the other hand, are seriously funny, so if you appreciate classic Yiddish humor in the modern world, click here. 

    So much for the comic relief and the plug...everyone back on his/her head. 

    I write this in the waning moments of Holocaust Remembrance Day, the 75th Anniversary of the Liberation of Auschwitz. I cannot help but reflect on the beginning of the Holocaust, when so many people shook their collective heads and thought, "This, too, shall pass," when in fact, millions of people would pass through the gates of the camps and never came out. We remember...but for how much longer. Fewer and fewer people, when asked, know what Auschwitz was. My kids have seen numbers on arms, but will my grandkids ever see an arm with a number tattoo? 

    YidLife Crisis really made me think about that time shift and the subsequent juxtaposition. Jamie Elman and Eli Batalion make us laugh at ourselves. They are giving a glimpse of a world that once was, is now fading, and will one day just disappear. Elman and Batalion's humor is an act of cultural preservation. This is not a bad thing. In fact, I am thankful someone is out there doing it.

    Laugh at ourselves in times of crisis we do. Of course, one always skirts the issue of laughing at us v. laughing with us. That will never change. Jewish humor tends toward the self-deprecating. Is that a good thing? I don't know. Did Rabban Gamliel tell jokes about his mother-in-law? Did Rashi like a good comedy routine at Purim? Did Spinoza even laugh? Who knows! Is it possible that Jewish humor as we know it is a more recent development? And is it good for the Jews?

    There is a difference between the Yidlife guys and the self-loathing Jew like Larry David, and that worries me. As the self-loathing Jew routine picks up fans, there is an inevitable increase in laughing AT us. And that kind of comedy opens the door to antisemitism based on perceptions of how we see ourselves. If Larry David consistently portrays Judaism as pointless or as worthless tribal fodder, why should David Dukes think anything different?

    I'm not suggesting we stop laughing or even stop laughing at ourselves. That's who we are, but at the same time, perception is everything. 

    And speaking of perception...

    Right now, too many people are laughing at the Senate. They have a perception problem. Too many of We, the People seem to be of the opinion that this administration is either a joke not to be taken seriously, or a passing phase we will outgrow. Sitting on the fence is not helpful. We, the People can either begin to take what's happening in Washington seriously enough to get out and vote, or we can draw the living room drapes because that other stuff is just not our problem.

    But it is our problem.

    Now that John Bolton has dropped the advanced copy of his bombshell book on the New York Times, it appears our Senate is still refusing to hear witnesses in the trial of Feckless Leader. While the Dems laid out a case with evidentiary support and lots of video clips, the GOP has not addressed the actual articles of impeachment. No one seems to be saying he didn't do what all those videos and testimony show he did. No, they're simply denying his actions were abuse of power. Their refusal to allow witnesses makes me figure they are afraid and have something really big to hide. If the public ever wakes up to the reality of who is running that show, there will be revolution... from both directions. 

    As I said a couple of weeks ago, this impeachment is tantamount to political masturbation. The only one who's gonna get off is the president because the Senate will let him. Everyone else is just going to be left with know. 

    In the end, the most terrifying aspect of this coincidence of Holocaust Remembrance Day and the impeachment is that We, the People have a moment of opportunity when we can stand up united to stop incipient tyranny, or we can emulate the Germans, the Poles, the Austrians, and the rest as we sit in our living rooms and do nothing. 

    The Wifely Person's Tip o'the Week

    If someone knocks your spigot outta the wall, don't forget to plug up the hole. 

    *machatunim: child-in-law's parents.
    **machatennister: child-in-law' mother
    ***mishbucha: family
    [not shown but what the heck] machutin: child-in-law's father

    Monday, January 20, 2020

    My Cosmic Disconnect

    I have had better weekends in my time. This one would've been perfectly lovely had the snow-blowing crew NOT demolished my outdoor spigot with the fancy upper turn-off, causing water for flow for almost 24 hours down the front of the house and into my basement. I thought it was the drain plugging up again...but stopping to get the mail on Sunday, I noticed the front of the house was wet. At least Spartacus had the presence of mind to run down and shut off the water main. The plumber had already been called and I was waiting for him at that moment. I shan't go into the gory details, but let's just say I got lots of exercise using a push-broom to get the water to the drain which didn't help for the first 20 hours since the spigot was running and I didn't know that part. But, it's frickin' cold in Minnesota this time of year which means it's also suck-the-moisture-outta-yer-face-and-eyeballs dry which in turn means the basement floor is reasonably dry at the moment, although it does smell increasingly funky down there. My HOA president is on board, the insurance claim has been filed, the snow-removal people have been notified, the property management group has already tried to blame me...and failed, bids are being solicited for water mitigation, and my buddy Curt-the-floor-guy...yeah, the same one from the old stopping by tomorrow to see what's left of my basement floor. We have pictures of the spigot, not much to see in the basement, but I am pretty confident this will all be covered. And it's still frickin' annoying. Almost as frickin' annoying as the fact that I have a cold. I am cold. All I want to do is crawl into bed. 

    But no, I have a blog to write. 

    I had a bit of a cosmic disconnect with the Senate this past week. See, Moscow Mitch and his buddies were gleefully announcing on the telly that their minds were made up and they didn't need no stinking trial to know Feckless Leader is innocent of all charges. It was the claim of innocence that really got me into a was saying never mind the Constitution; we don't need no stinking Constitution to tell us how to think:

    I'm not impartial about this at all. I'm not an impartial juror. This is a political process. There is not anything judicial about it. Impeachment is a political decision.                             Senator Mitch McConnell December 17, 2019

    On January 16, Chief Justice of the Supreme Court John Roberts administered the oath to 99 of the sitting Senators of the United States (One was to be sworn in later due to family emergency) The oath was taken:
    Do you solemnly swear that in all things appertaining to the trial of the impeachment of Donald John Trump, now pending, you will do impartial justice according to the constitution and laws: So help you God?                                                            administered by Chief Justice John Roberts
    followed by the Senators' signing of the oath book. Signing. Like a contract signing. 

    Lawrence Tribe, a constitutional law professor at Harvard, told Newsweek:
    There really is no mechanism for enforcing the oath that senators take before an impeachment trial.
    I guess that means it's a playground cross pinkies, say something scarily unbreakable and then completely forget about it until you're in a Hallmark movie or being chased by aliens. It has absolutely nothing behind it to guarantee those senators will actually listen, pay attention, and/or even think about the good of the many versus the good of the 1%. 

    This is the part where I get into trouble with the ALL the senators, right and left together.

    If the president tells a lie, extorts favors from another government, lines his own pockets with rental/booking fees from housing guests of the US government in Trump property, and other emollumentative actions and no one in Congress actually cares, has a crime been committed?

    You can easily make yourself crazy lining up statements from the same people about the importance of impeaching Bill Clinton versus Feckless Leader. Makes you wonder about the following:
    1. What planet are they on?
    2. How is the air on their planet?
    3. Is there any way they could just stay there and not return to earth in this lifetime?
    All joking aside, the deeper we get into this, the less I believe there is a sanity path in there somewhere. The divisions seem only to be getting deeper, and not just in the usual ways. There are plenty of folks out there who think the issues facing this country are a joke, that two sides spitting and hissing at each other is a form of entertainment. Personally, I have trouble with that if only because I cannot view the vitriol as amusing, or the espousing of hatred as showmanship. 

    This feeds into the social media stream quite easily. Once the hate makes the news, it's automatically infotainment; all pretenses of veracity disappear. Add freeze-frame and the creation of memes, and you've stepped it up a notch. The gravitas of reality slips away into a punchline. Gone is the need to make sense of the news; we only need to be able to laugh at it.

    And as much as I laugh with/at Stephen Colbert, Trevor Noah, and John Oliver, they are, if not the root, the leafy canopy of this genre. And it's not a good look for either of us.. 

    We do ourselves and our future a disservice when we stop taking it seriously. Laugh all you want, but will you still be laughing when misguided North Korean nuclear test explodes sending massive amounts of radioactive particulate into the air we breathe? Or when FDA "misses" a bacteria in the milk processing supply that kills thousands of children? Will it still be funny that the inspectors were pulled off and the standards were reduced or removed?

    My late father-in-law, a big-animal epidemiologist for the USDA, used to rail against the lessening of animal health regulations because he believed, after years of experience in the field, that if farmers believed if you can do it cheap it's better than having to live up to regulations, public health be damned. As he used to constantly point out,
    we don't have the same immune systems we once had. Keep using that anti-bacterial crap and you, too, can die from an infected ingrown toenail.
     (He had a thing about ingrown toenails being the root of all systemic evil. )

    Ultimately, the harm we do by not calling out the lies, the extortion, the abuse of power is subtle and hard to see in the short term, but we damage our moral immune system. We allow corruption and it becomes the standard, not the deviation. What will our kids and grandkids take forward about honesty and ethics if they are growing up in a world where they are little more than a joke? You need to be terrified by that thought in order to grok the whole life-is-comedy-fodder routine. 

    The impeachment process, quite frankly, is a national joke. It's a sham and red herring, a distraction for the real issues We, the People are facing. Senators on both sides took the oath, signed the book, and then will vote whatever way they decided to vote two months ago. They can call a million witnesses, but if those closed minds are made up, what's the point?

    This trial isn't about Feckless Leader; it's about what We, the People, will tolerate. In the end, the behavior of the Senators is a reflection of We, the People, not the occupants of the West Wing. If we have elected a body to represent the interests of the citizens of these here United States and those Senators vote to permit the continuation of rampant narcissism to rule, then our anger may be misplaced. They  are voting as the vox populi. 

    Maybe We, the People are best served by being angry at ourselves...and then actually doing something about it. 

    The Wifely Person's Tip o'the Week

    This week's tip comes from Professor Lawrence Tribe:

    The argument that only criminal offenses are impeachable has died a thousand deaths in the writings of all the experts on the subject, but it staggers on like a vengeful zombie.