Very funny story arc and a great punch-line.
Well, firing or hounding the bearers of unwelcome news is a very Trumpish thing. Like hounding out of his job the economic casino specialist who predicted (correctly) that the Taj Mahal business plan was a suicide pact.
Puts me in mind of an old joke.
Mammala Esther is reminiscing to her teen-age son Yakov about his grandfather and his fellow immigrants who came to the Promised Land, and toiled to build roads and plant fields, dig irrigation canals, string electric and telephone wires. . . .
Yakov, puzzled, says, “Mom, I didn’t know grampa was a Arab”.
Over a hundred pardons is a hell of a way to “drain” anything, even a boil.
2K a day. . . .
What?? It’s surprising that anyone admits to being a Publican any more, and Shod’s comment was the soul of tact.
Reportedly, much of the “crowd” greeting Donald the Trump as he descended the golden escalator in the lobby of Trump Tower to inaugurate the worst presidential campaign in history were paid to be there. I wonder how many people he will pay to show up at his grand ceremonial departure?
Not a moment too soon.
Neil’s conscience is a veritable chorus.
My favorite recipe for preparing Lutefisk begins, “With a saw, . . .” A little discouraging.