Republicans used veterans’ health as a pawn in a craven political gambit that they lost. May they burn in a burn pit in Hell.
The GOP is trying to claim that the Inflation Reduction Act will raise taxes on people making less than $400,000 per year, which Biden promised wouldn’t happen. That’s a lie; there is no tax increase in the bill. They’re rebranding expected price hikes on products and services–from companies that now have to pay a minimum tax that want to make up for lost profits–as actually a “tax” on consumers. They won’t condemn companies making record profits for squeezing working families; instead, they lie to blame Biden, and absolve corporate greed.
First thing Democrats should promote after they gain seats in the Senate in the midterms: elimination of the tens of billions in federal tax credits and tax breaks for fossil fuel companies. Gain three more seats–I’m looking at you, Pennsylvania, Wisconsin and Ohio–and Manchin’s assured objection becomes meaningless.
The Biden record of job creation is nothing short of astounding: 9.5 million jobs in 18 months.
Think about Biden’s accomplishments in the last 18 months besides the jobs: an infrastructure bill; a pandemic recovery bill; a record number of judicial appointments; a single bill covering economic, environmental, and healthcare issues; and doing all of that while slashing more than one trillion dollars from the deficit. If this is “Sleepy Joe,” let him nap all he wants.
Suggestion to whatever Democrat faces off against Ted Cruz in 2024: Start every answer with, “Unlike Ted, who left Texans to freeze to death while he vacationed in Cancun…” or “My opponent, who gave a celebratory fist-bump on the floor of the Senate after voting down benefits for sick veterans…” or “Ted, we know you’d rather fight Big Bird than for the people of Texas, but…” or “We know what’s important to Ted Cruz: How many dildos you can own.” Continually remind the audience that Cruz is an embarrassment. Never let them forget. Keep him constantly on the defensive. He does not do well when he has to defend his record.
Alex Jones has no one to blame but himself. All he had to do to avoid it was simple: don’t be a twat. Instead, he twatted.
Jones has reason to flee the country to a place that won’t confiscate his wealth. The Sandy Hook cases are just the start of a string of lawsuits he’ll face from his other claims, including from Parkland school shooting. It also could lead to suits against people like Marjorie Taylor Greene, who claimed the Parkland shooting was a false flag, but quickly backed away from that statement–though never correcting the record or issuing an apology.
The Infowars website claims 200 radio stations and 150 cable systems carry his show. There’s no way of knowing if that’s true because he doesn’t list them, but if it is, each one needs to be picketed until they drop it. That’s not “cancel culture”; that’s “standing up for justice” culture.
Pay no attention to Trump’s forthcoming claims about the power of his endorsement. In most cases, his endorsed winning candidates were far ahead in the polls at the time of his endorsement. For example, B-movie starlet and new Michigan Republican nominee for governor Tudor Dixon was more than 20 points ahead when Trump endorsed her four days before the election.
I expect Britney Griner to be back in the US within two months. Russia is using her as a pawn, and they wanted her to have a drug conviction on her record because that will make it more difficult for her to get visas to travel to some countries to play basketball. And she’ll never play against a Russian team in Russia again, so Putin gave his team a distinct advantage.
When I was young, I once mentioned to my father–who was an attorney–that bombastic sports announcer Howard Cosell was also a lawyer. “He’s not. He is no lawyer,” my father emphatically responded in a vigorous defense of his profession. “He may have a law degree. He may have a law license. He may even have had clients. But he’ll never understand the practice of law.” I think about that whenever I read about Rudy Giuliani, John Eastman and Jeffrey Clark.
Seeing a banner ad for US pseudofood delivery service Papa John’s displayed during a soccer match between Glasgow and Aberdeen in Scotland got me depressed. Most Scottish dishes aren’t culinary masterpieces, but that’s no reason to export American semi-edible cardboard.
The Phillies once had a young outfielder named Jeff Stone, a rookie from rural Missouri, who was called up to The Bigs in the 1980s. Out to dinner with teammates, he was asked if he wanted a shrimp cocktail. “No thanks,” he responded. “I don’t drink.”
Thank you to all the Zeroes who contributed to the get-well gift you sent. I love it, and it will be well-worn reminder of the support of a group of fine people.
While most people would say orange is the King of Juices, I put my vote solidly in the cranberry camp. It’s versatile, tasty and not too sweet. (And no, I’m not talking about the cranberry cocktail sugar delivery device.) White cranberry is meh, but good when a craving hits. Orange is my second favorite, with pineapple and pomegranate tied for third thanks to their functionality in recipes.
Must hurry. Power out. House lit by candles. You’re lucky I’m a fairly competent touch-typist or you’d be listing typos all night. Can’t see a damn thing. Juice on laptop dying. But there’s something very important I must tell you. It’s a matter of life or death, life and limb… y’know, vital. Whatever you do, under ANY circumstances, don’t open the
