Ready! Steady! Betsy and the Teenage Scrubbers!

President-elect Trump has chosen school voucher queen and billionaire Betsy DeVos for his Secretary of Education.

Trump said DeVos is “a brilliant and passionate education advocate” who will help him “reform the U.S. education system and break the bureaucracy that is holding our children back so that we can deliver world-class education and school choice to all families.”

The face of our country’s education system will now be someone who has worked for decades to tear it down. Or rather, she probably will be. I can’t say for sure when a cursory glance at her politics reveals stuff like this:

A think tank funded by Donald Trump’s Secretary of Education pick recently advocated for putting kids back in the workforce.

The Acton Institute, a conservative nonprofit that is said to have received thousands of dollars in donations from Betsy DeVos and her family, posted an essay to its blog this month that called child labor “a gift our kids can handle.”

This is why the Koch Brothers will never be appointed to anything. Billionaire activists are whackos. Their politics tend to be utopian, and Libertarian, and no-shit the best for you people!, though you’re too much a prairie grazer to know better. Suffice it to say that you shouldn’t bother publicly arguing with Betsy because she’s got millions and billions to shove down your throat.

Here’s one of her great projects, the Acton Institute. Here’s one of their great intellects:

The abundant prosperity of the modern age has brought many blessings when it comes to child-rearing and child development, offering kids new opportunities for education, play, and personal development. Yet even as we celebrate our civilizational departure from excessive child labor, we ought to be wary of falling into a different sort of lopsided lifestyle.

The use of language here is quite precious. Once we were guilty of “excessive” child labor, now we’ve gone crazy and we tend to be “lopsided”. Well, wouldn’t want that, would we? Try working the 11 year-old in the abattoir for only 4 hours a day. Jurgis Rudkus say: Moderation in all things *pinky sip*.

Alas, as a day-to-day reality, work has largely vanished from modern childhood, with parents constantly stressing over the values of study and practice and “social interaction” even as they insulate their children from any activity that might involve risk, pain, or boredom.

Oh shit. He’s serious.

As a result, many of our kids are coming far too late to the arena of creative service and all it brings: dignity, meaning, freedom, virtue, creativity, character, and neighbor love.

Oh shit he’s SERIOUS. Listen up, Randbot. Name me a single thing that ‘brought’ “dignity, meaning, freedom, virtue, creativity, character, and neighbor love” to my life. Try me on as a test case. Eh, what’s that you say? Bzzzt, nope, it wasn’t the mall job I had when I was 14. How about this: “unconditional love”. Yeah, a “childhood”. It’s the only thing that came close.

And “creative service”? The “creative” sum total of our creeping service economy amounts to diddley fucking squat. And that’s exactly you-goddamn-know where the virtue-starved meaning-less pubescents will end up: scrubbing shit off the bathroom walls at Denny’s. For a buck-fifty an hour. For that, you should be skull-fucked.

…the Washington Post recently published what it described as a “haunting” photo montage of child laborers from America’s rougher past.

The photos surely point to times of extreme lack, of stress and pain. But as Jeffrey Tucker rightly detects, they also represent the faces of those who are actively building enterprises and cities…


Conbloggers: Happy Thanksgiving and goodbye, losers

Pardon Assrocket if he seems a little distracted right now because he is entirely in his glory. He can hardly catch his breath after two weeks of you suck Lindy-Hopping.

Powerline blog radiates John’s post-election mood. The writers are now almost entirely given to running from side-to-side in the Eagle’s Nest and pointing at wounded Dems below [Zum wohl! Prost!]. If they’d never made a stink about these folks before – the Moonbats, and John had for sure, admit it – then how lame is this, right?

The liberal freakout over the election is likely to turn into at least a four-year Broadway show (apparently Broadway is the only safe space for liberalism right now, to read the paranoid rantings of the mononoids of the left). Here’s the latest communication from The Nation, with my comments in brackets:

“Dear Friend of The Nation,

“A country in which a presidential candidate with a lead of almost 2 million votes doesn’t become president is not a democracy. It is a scandal.” [No, it’s called the Constitution, but thanks for playing. And thanks for being so explicit that you hate the Constitution.]

…the happy feet, there they go. “It’s a little thing called The Constitution bitchez, but thanks for playing.” He’d probably add a “Talk To The Hand” except for the fact that, you know, it’s currently busy. But give our blogger a moment to finish, then he’ll pile on some more.

Democrats are having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that they lost the presidential election. Now they are threatening to kill Republican electors unless they switch allegiance and vote for Hillary Clinton when the electoral college meets on December 19. The Detroit News reports:

“Trump’s opponents have deluged [Michael] Banerian and other GOP electors with pleas and nasty emails to reverse course and cast their ballots for Clinton, according to the Michigan Republican Party.

“’You have people saying ‘you’re a hateful bigot, I hope you die,’ he said.”

Democrats apparently have had all sense of irony surgically removed.

Yes the true bigots of the world are the anti-bigots. We should probably get used to this dodge, as well as to the future protected hate crimes status for John’s friends who happen to have pale skin, or Klavern affiliations, or Sammy Hagar CDs, etc.

For today, though, a special holiday-Muntz HA HA from Assrocket, with typical good cheer:

Democrats Prepare to Enjoy the Holidays

Those Democrats sure know how to have a good time. While the rest of us are looking forward to family reunions and delicious turkey dinners, the Democratic Party is coaching its faithful on how to win political arguments. This is from the Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee, a “Guide to Thanksgiving With Your Republican Relatives.”

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No cheating. Just because Fox News has burnished its tired clichés into your right-wing friends’ cortices doesn’t mean the Democratic party can do the same. Everybody – your pals and you – are all in agreement on this: Talking points are their way of life. For you, however, what are you trying to do?! Ruin a perfectly good evening? Sheesh… […and now we move on, to Scene 17. WHERE you are stuck sitting at your own dinner table, next to your own Uncle Lucky, the real charmer. Ready? And ACTION: “…like some potatoes, Uncle Lucky?” “Why, I sure would, thank you. [pause] Say Missy, I been meaning to ask you. How’d that election go for you? *giggles* Nice gravy by the way, izzat some sorta Hillary recipe?” …and cut. Thanks everybody, all very natural, now get out of my house.]

One of the things I am thankful for this year is that there won’t be anyone at our Thanksgiving dinner who comes armed with partisan talking points in hopes of winning arguments with his or her relatives.

All together: Projection much? What’s so remarkable about Trump’s Tiger-bloods isn’t that they’re rejoicing in our manifest loserdom. It’s that they’re even less capable of the slightest bit of self-awareness. No one is more likely to ruin a holiday than an alt-nut. No one is more relentlessly self-righteous and argumentative. No one else needs you to grok the boundless dangers of failing to appeal to the Rust Belt white male.

And only Assrocket’s Holiday Powerline could do this: Make a big stink about somebody’s inability to get along with others while simultaneously prodding readers to erect their own Apartheid:


…when it looked to me like Hillary Clinton would win, I recommended that, going forward, conservatives “maintain a status apart.”… What happened to Mike Pence at “Hamilton” reinforces my view.

This is the third most popular post on the site, below the two “petty loser!” entries I excerpted above.

By maintaining a status apart, I mean refusing to subsidize or participate much in left-wing institutions. This might mean changing the school your children attend, or switching to a different religious congregation, or cancelling a newspaper subscription (you can stay abreast of left-wing views online for free), or boycotting most Hollywood productions.

Powerline would prefer the true believers pull out of the district school, drive cross-county to the backwoods church, and cancel their subscriptions to the Daily Breeze in favor of the Global End Times. It also would prefer they refuse to take their children (now friendless and tired – whhhy?) to the opening of the next Pixar kindergasm, even though this national contest, the presidential election, they won (…oops, my bad. Not so much ‘the election’ as won ‘the Electoral College’. The votes of the citizens, not even close.).

You talk about petty. Assrocket here is on the ups, he can’t believe how wonderfully obvious everything is, and how all the people he so detested are so detestable. Those jerks, I mean can you believe them? They can’t even manage to come see us at Thanksgiving without screwing it up! But then: Incidentally, by the way, after tonight we probably won’t be around any more. You won’t see us again. Don’t bother sending out a libtard search party because we decided we can’t spend time in the usual places with you people any more. Because you’re a serious threat to our children, country, lives, etc.

And here we are, trying to memorize a few lines to get through the evening. Here they are, thinking how typical that is of atomic waste, or something.

Why am I surprised?

“Donald Trump is a phony. A fraud. His promises are as worthless as a degree from Trump University.”

…well, there’s one Republican who’s not…

“…trickle-down racism, trickle-down bigotry, trickle-down misogyny, all these things are extraordinarily dangerous to the heart and character of America.”

…a rank knob-polishing jellyfish. Gotta give props to Mitt, he made the right call.

“We had a far-reaching conversation with regard to the various theaters in the world where there are interests of the United States of real significance. We discussed those areas and exchanged our views on those topics,” Romney said in brief remarks to reporters. He did not take questions.

Vice President-elect Mike Pence confirmed Sunday that Romney is under “active consideration” for secretary of state.

Oh. Never mind.

The Trumpening. It’s already begun.

The appointment of Breibart News’ Steve Bannon as President Trump’s chief strategist is not a good sign.

The late Andrew Breitbart, founder of Breitbart News, once called Bannon “the Leni Riefenstahl of the Tea Party movement.”

If that comment is confusing, let me make it clear. Andrew was paying Steve a great compliment. When you run the go-to site for the racist “alt-right”, being called Leni Riefenstahl is a feather in your cap. Or a cross, on your armband.

While Bannon has been cagey about saying what he really believes for anyone outside his inner circle to hear, he hasn’t been completely mum. His ex-wife knows a thing or two about him.

His ex-wife claimed in a sworn statement in 2007 that Bannon made three separate anti-Semitic remarks when they were choosing a school for their daughters. The ex-wife, who also accused Bannon of attacking her, made the statement during divorce proceedings.

In one instance, according to NBC News, Bannon asked a school director “why there were so many Hanukkah books in the library.” At another school, the ex-wife said, Bannon “asked me if it bothered me that the school used to be in a temple. I said no and asked why he asked … he did not respond.”

At a third school, The Archer School for Girls, Bannon “went on to say the biggest problem he had with Archer is the number of Jews that attend. He said that he doesn’t like Jews and that he doesn’t like the way they raise their kids to be ‘whiny brats’ and that he didn’t want the girls going to school with Jews.”

As with all things Trump, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

DUKE: …if this did happen, and I’m not saying it did, maybe that he didn’t want his children to be indoctrinated with the Jewish anti-goy, anti-white narrative their entire school life about how white people are guilty of all these crimes against Jews. They don’t talk about Jewish crimes.

That would be David Duke, former Grand Wizard of the KKK and well-known fan of the new president. And, did you know, Sen. Jeff Sessions is about to become our new Secretary of Defense?

But Sessions became only the second man in fifty years to not be recommended for confirmation. Two Republicans, including Arlen Specter, voted against him. His fellow senator from Alabama, Howell Heflin, also voted against him, citing, quote, “reasonable doubts” over Sessions’ ability to be “fair and impartial.”

The Alabaman’s god-given name is Jefferson Beauregard Sessions III. Nothing obvious to worry about there, of course.

In a highly unusual move, attorneys from the Justice Department’s Civil Rights Division also testified against him. Gerry Hebert told Congress that Sessions had called the NAACP and ACLU “Communist-inspired” and “un-American,” and labeled the white civil-rights lawyer Jim Blacksher “a disgrace to his race.” Thomas Figures, a black assistant US Attorney in Mobile, said that Sessions had repeatedly referred to him as “boy.” Figures said he heard from colleagues that Sessions “used to think [the KKK] were OK” until he learned that they were “pot smokers.” Sessions admitted to calling the VRA a “piece of intrusive legislation.”

It’s going to be a hell of an administration. Meanwhile, this was going on:

According to WSAZ, a message about the current first lady was shared thousands of times after it was posted on Facebook by Clay County Development Corporation Director Pamela Taylor.

“It will be refreshing to have a classy, beautiful, dignified First Lady in the White House,” Taylor wrote. “I’m tired of seeing an ape in heels.”

Clay Mayor Beverly Whaling reportedly praised Taylor’s post, writing, “Just made my day Pam.”

And this happened:

Billings resident Josh Schleining reported [Larry] Heafner’s rant after stumbling upon a comment the coffee shop owner left on a video of a group of black men beating up a white man. “These f*cking monkeys would be hanging if I saw this sh*t,” Heafner wrote on the video, later adding “you don’t see white people do this sh*t.”…

“Before last week’s election, Heafner shared an image of Trump in the White House, with a caption that read, ‘If Trump wins the election, it’ll be the first time in history that a billionaire moves into public housing vacated by a black family.’

And this:

The Connecticut State Police confirmed that video of Ku Klux Klan garb at a Donald Trump election celebration was filmed in East Windsor.

Following the election, video began circulating on social media that showed people driving ATVs and partying around a fire. One person is seen wearing a “Make America Great Again” hat while another person wearing a hooded KKK costume waves a Trump campaign flag.

And this:

The man, a Trump supporter, reportedly started arguing with the group of women. The women then requested to move tables, but the Trump couple was moved to seating across the room.

Blake Drost, who works at the bar and spoke with staffers and customers who witnessed the assault told Gothamist, “This is a packed Saturday night—it’s not like we’re keeping tabs on everybody…

He continues, noting how after the couple left, “the guy runs back in, past four or five tables, and punches this woman square in the face, then runs out.”

And this:

In a video uploaded by the Ohio State Lantern, an anti-Trump protester was in the midst of speaking with other students from a staircase at the student center as he was brutally attacked from behind by a man shouting, “You idiot!”…

After blasting the speaker from behind, fights broke out as students pulled at each other in the dogpile that formed at the base of the stairs where the two men struggled with each other.

I should probably get used to this.

Less than a week since the 2016 presidential election and there have been nearly 200 reported instances of violence across the country, enacted by Trump supporters who have been emboldened by his victory…

I’m having a hard time imagining what the next four years are going to be like. I’m having a hard time imagining what the next week is going to be like….


So the dog has caught the ambulance.

A serious onlooker would like to lecture you, and the rest of us, about what has just now become right and wrong and what your solemn moral duties require of you as to, ahem: The Dog. The broom-humper, with the siren-thing in his teeth. Of course you have only been staring at the stupid cur, growling at his ambulance, gnashing his canines on hot rubber, and cannot remotely be bothered with the internet disapprobations of a musty ole’ Vicar smelling of spotted brown carpet and mulberry muscatel, Ross Douthat.

But for others, especially the many younger public servants who would normally staff a Republican administration, a hard question looms: If they fear how Trump might govern, can they in good conscience work for him?

The answer, for now, is that they can and should — and indeed, precisely because they fear how Trump might govern, there is a moral responsibility to serve.

Behold: YOU MUST SERVE TRUMP. That Ross sees himself so fancy, that the blankslate twenty-somethings surely pore over his every word and simply must know what the hell to do when Donald calls, is precious. That the dog should be beaten senseless is not the issue, naturally.

President Donald Trump: The First Hundred Days

I wake up groggy on the couch. I get up, get myself a glass of water and sit down in front of the computer. Classic Arts Showcase drones on softly in the background. PBS’ election coverage is over.

The fog begins to clear. As I hear the third in a series of arias playing, I realize that the fat lady is literally singing. A quick click and a last check of the electoral map – the Republican has 276 votes. The election is really over. Donald Trump is president, and Hillary Clinton’s political career is done.

Well, what now? What happens in the first few months of the Trump administration? I suppose we can play the Hundred Days game – why not? Everyone else will. I seem to remember Donald being very adamant and specific about what he would do. I certainly take him at his word.

Not long after his inauguration he’s going to make good on his promise to prosecute Hillary Clinton. He’ll probably begin that in the first week of his presidency, somewhere around the 25th of January. Attorney General Rudy Giuliani will coordinate with FBI Director James Comey to begin a comprehensive and honest investigation of the former Secretary of State, with Benghazi, the private server e-mails, the Clinton Foundation, and her treatment of Bill’s sexual assault victims being the earliest targets for evidence-gathering and producing indictments.

Sometime in mid-February, you can expect Giuliani to show up with a throng of TV cameras – as he always did back in New York – and frog march Clinton right out of her office and into a patrol car on a chilly Chappaqua morning.

The second thing he’s likely to make happen, because it’s fairly easy to do, is enact his Muslim immigration ban. It only takes a review of a handful of government regulations and procedures relevant to two bureaus, I think, to prevent all Muslims from the entering the country from now on. There will be some legal wrangling about it over the months going forward and some cuckster punkass reversals up and down the legal chain. But with the timely death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg and the additions of Ted Cruz and Judge Anthony Napolitano to the Supreme Court, the ban will eventually pass muster and become bedrock law sometime before the midterm elections in 2018.

The third, and hardest thing, he’ll undertake in his first 100 days will be deporting 12 million illegal aliens from the country. This, by any perspective, is a massive project that will rival any of our recent war efforts.

The FBI, and ICE, and the Border Patrol, coordinating with local, state and federal courts, and all relevant law enforcement authorities, and with the begrudging aid of dozens, or hundreds, of foreign countries, and with the cooperation of whatever other institutions, or people, or nouns you can think of, will begin a massive project to identify, localize, capture, re-locate, hold and begin court proceedings against millions upon millions of people currently living across 4 million square miles of the world’s third largest country.

Of course many of these people will manage to see this coming and begin hiding in various places that federal marshals, or state troopers, or local Cub Scouts, wouldn’t normally expect them to be: Under your car. In your garage. Up your favorite tree in the backyard.

For that reason you might find it wise to perhaps buy yourself a gun. There will certainly be some shooting at some point, and I can’t really say it’s a bad idea to keep one handy. When it happens that law enforcement authorities began swarming over your neighborhood in pursuit of fleeing migrants, protect yourself by pulling it out of the drawer, carefully loading it, and then wisely handing it over to one side or the other. Do this depending on who you think is probably the better shot. You definitely don’t want a protracted gun battle on your property. If both sides appear to be handy with firearms, break out whatever stockpile of Kevlar helmets and tactical body armor you keep in the closet. If the kids are simply too small for Iraq War cast-offs, try sitting them in a wooden box. A wooden box is very easy to make, remarkably sturdy, and can be re-purposed if your efforts at protecting their young lives fail.

After that, of course, Donald Trump will begin building a huge wall. A thousand miles long, and forty feet high…

Good n’ Evil: Randian Tales of Two Presidents

The Glibertarian stinkpods over at Ricochet have some last minute advice on how to make excuses for yourself while voting for Donald Trump. Even if you aren’t some sort of pathetic racist traitor it’s worth a read, for the feigning ‘I suppose I could be wrong,’ and for the usual laughs. I mean really, as if anyone thought Ayn Rand wouldn’t fall down at The Donald’s knees and start tugging at his belt the moment she met him.

Who knows what the courts will do if the Democrats can get a commanding majority on the Supreme Court? We have already had all sorts of madness shoved down our throats by those who legislate from the bench. If you think that it has gone about as far as it goes, you do not know today’s Democratic Party.

Paul Rahe’s point is that a U.S. President is powerful. So powerful in fact that you can’t allow him to be a lady Democrat, who of course will be verklempt and empathetic, and will probably put an emo hack on the Supreme Court thereby making it even harder for Paul and his pals to beat the fags in a back alley on a Saturday night. If there’s one thing we mustn’t tolerate, it’s a loopy leftist who will “legislate from the bench.” Huh? Yeah.

Can we tolerate “racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic” speech — speech that is “deplorable and irredeemable,” that is “negative, dark, and divisive with a dangerous vision?” Surely, surely not. And this would be easy. If we can punish the “hate” in “hate crimes,” why not punish it or outlaw it in speech? All that you have to do is to “reinterpret” the First Amendment.

Which, of course, any woman would do. You therefore have no choice but to vote for Donald Trump.

Even though he’s a monster? Even so, Paul tells us, Donald Trump is your only choice. He argues, compellingly: Think about it. Use your brain. How important is a “president” anyway? It’s not as if one person could screw the whole country up.

On Tuesday, you will not be getting married; you will not be choosing a pastor; you will not be joining a church; and you will not be choosing a hero. You will not be doing anything that might leave you with morally dirty or morally clean hands. You will be doing something much more prosaic — something akin to hiring someone to mow your lawn.

No big deal. Like you were hiring the kid next door. On the other hand, if you vote for Hillary Clinton?

The current generation — well represented by our current President — have forgotten just how fragile the international order is. In Europe right now and in the Pacific — thanks in large part to Barack Obama — that order is rapidly coming apart. The last time this happened it cost us hundreds of thousands of lives and treasure beyond imagination. This time, if this happens, it will be worse.

Thousands of corpses. Worse than that, wow. Then again, you can vote for Donald Trump.

You will be hiring someone to do for you what you do not have the time or the other resources to do for yourself. And, just as you customarily do when you hire someone to mow the lawn, you should — in this situation also — prudently calculate which of the candidates for the job will do the least damage and the most good…

Okay! But remember, there is still Hillary Clinton.

…we now live in very dangerous times — times dangerous for our republic, as I argue; and times dangerous for our nation, as Jeremy and John argue.

You can, of course, turn your back on the whole thing — you can stay home or line up with Jill Stein, Gary Johnson, or Evan McMullin. That would, however, be a cop-out… For to throw your vote away in a time of national crisis is to dodge your duty as a citizen.

But then there’s Donald Trump!

He is an entertainer — a reality show dramatist — and he is very good at venting the frustrations that have many of our fellow citizens in their grip…and he gave a speech on foreign affairs at Gettysburg not long ago that was positively sane.

There are times he seems completely sane. Heck, what else do you need to know? Hitler was nothing like that, I can tell you.

So to sum it all up. Upon being elected, one of these candidates will immediately transmogrify into Satan herself. The other candidate, however, is bound to fetch whatever you throw in the sideyard then come back and lick your face. What’s with all the confusion?

…if we go wrong on those matters, there is no road back short of revolution. If Hillary Clinton wins on Tuesday, the odds are good that she, her party, and their friends in the judiciary will shut the system down (as they already have in our universities). Whatever defects Donald Trump has (and they are legion), he will not do that; and, even if he wanted to, he would not be able to. Presidents, on their own, are not that powerful, and The Donald will be very much on his own.

Got that? Should she win on Tuesday, an empowered Hillary Clinton will surely “shut the system down (as they already have in our universities).” Thankfully, though, you have a choice. President Donald Trump “will not do that; and, even if he wanted to, he would not be able to.” And why is that? Because, silly: “Presidents, on their own, are not that powerful.” I see.

God bless a Libertarian. The stupidest people on Earth.

That didn’t go well for Donnie, did it?

By all accounts Donald Trump needed a grand slam home run, or a triple word score, or a shark with a friggin’ laser mounted on his head to eat Hillary at last night’s debate for him to have any shot at winning the election.

Well how did he do? Let’s ask that bastion of hippy hacky-sackery, the National Review.

…and then Trump decided to go ahead and dominate the next two news cycles with a colossal unforced error. The very instant that Chris Wallace explained to Trump that both his running mate and his daughter had said they’d accept the results of the election, I knew that Trump was going to dive into the deep end… Trump is losing, badly, and if he hoped to reach beyond his Breitbart base and nose-holding Republican loyalists, that’s not the way you do it.

Bad move, hombre. It’s been an ugly campaign, one everyone is tired of. And by essentially promising to reject the November 8th vote, he’s making it an ugly election too. Trump probably didn’t win any fans, at least not any new ones.

But then, what do I know? Let’s take a quick look at the online polls. How did Trump do “beyond his Breitbart base”?

Badly. Every major media outlet that has an online poll shows viewers thought Trump lost the debate. But it looks even worse when you see what Republicans thought.

Here’s an online poll in a Fox outlet in Missouri:


Trump is getting killed. But wait – though the TV station may be in Red Missouri, it’s also in St. Louis. There are actual black people there, so no fair. How about Oklahoma?


He’s getting beat in The Oklahoman? In a state where Obama couldn’t win a single county back in 2008? Yes, even there.

But it gets worse, or better. How about his literal “Breitbart base”? The darling savages over at, what did they think? Don’t tell me…


He lost the Breitbart poll. These folks are literally running his campaign, remember. Good job guys.

TV skit comedy, the degenerate art

Things are getting weird. Even weirder.

For Hitler (who considered himself an artist), the avant-gardes were nothing more than “a Jewish-Bolshevik cultural hoax.” He defined the principles of “German art” as exaltation of a superior race, military might, physical health.

Sorry, but that just hits me like a load of bricks. Trump has been ranting about the cultural elites for weeks now. Throw in the slagging of all his GOP rivals as duds, losers and low energy and the likeness becomes uncomfortable. Then there’s that doctor’s exam, of course:

“Mr. Trump, I can state unequivocally, will be the healthiest individual ever elected to the presidency.”


Hitler’s mandates favored primitivism and the representation of an age of innocence that refused modern society. Painters who didn’t follow these dictates were singled out, their artwork exiled from museums and sometimes even burned.

“It is not the mission of art,” the Führer told a crowd in September 1935, “to wallow in filth for filth’s sake, to paint the human being only in a state of putrefaction, to draw cretins as symbols of motherhood, or to present deformed idiots as representatives of manly strength.”

Remember him calling Cpn. Khan’s mom a deaf mute, or something?


4:14 in the morning, he’s not going to let Lorne Michaelstein take him down. Is there anything weirder than being caught in a déjà vu? Is there anything more unsettling than knowing what’s coming next?