Friday, August 13, 2021

Q NOTES # 516: Short Cuts 32

Anyone paying attention to the news these days understands the country is in bad shape and things are getting worse. The COVID pandemic, climate change, and attacks on our American democracy are major problems, but it's impossible to find more than a few RepubliQAns who are willing to do anything that would improve the situation. 

In fact, if you're facing a major crisis and really want things to get even more fucked up, just call in a group of Texas (R) politicians, and tell them to work on solutions.

Updated 2:22 PM Friday 13 August: With a single move, The Handmaid has stunned the wretched Trump Lump Nation.

RepubliQAn members of the U.S. House only need to win a primary in a gerrymandered district tailored to protect their incumbency, so they can generally be as lowdown, rotten and worthless as they choose to be, since their reelection is virtually a sure thing. On the other hand, RepubliQAn members of the U.S. Senate must win statewide elections, meaning that if most of the voters in their state are in the decent human being category, their options are limited. Eventually, they need to walk a thin line to avoid completely alienating large numbers of the decent human beings. In a party in which most of the dependable voters worship a fat stinking turd like the former guy, this poses a dilemma. How do you appeal to the decent humans without alienating the turd worshipers? And vice versa?  

Apparently Ron Bloom was appointed by the former guy to be chairman of the U.S. Postal Service board of governors because Bloom's as corrupt as all the other former guy appointees, trumping the fact he's a Democrat. 

Final update: It's 11:52 PM on Friday, August 13th, and Joe is still the president. The fat stinking turd has missed another deadline for reinstatement.

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