Kayleigh, Watch Your Back!

Already even Fox is cutting away from you; and now there’s a new mouth in town and she’s gunning for your job!

Mehridith Venverloh isn’t a name that easily rolls off the tongue, but UD would counsel you to learn it, because no one’s gonna cut away from what Mehridith has to say. She writes a tweet that’s hard to beat, and I’m guessing she’s already caught the attention of the boss.

So read and learn.

Enraged at Trump’s defeat, Mehridith began her series of tweets very classily – by quoting Christian intellectual and martyr, Dietrich Bonhoeffer. “Silence in the face of evil is itself evil: God will not hold us guiltless.” Bonhoeffer was referring to Hitler, who had him killed for his anti-Nazi actions and words.

Mehridith is of course referring to America’s reincarnation of Adolf Hitler, Kamala Harris, about whom she goes on to say:

Yes! All she needs to be qualified is a black pussy! No brain needed!!

How proud Bonhoeffer would be of you, Mehridith, for refusing to be silent in the face of evil.

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And how disappointed he would be to see that you have, a few hours after your statement of conscience, blamed your tweet on your meds. Tsk.

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And wait a minute. What meds would be so dangerous in their side effects as to have prompted a woman like Mehridith Venverloh to quote Dietrich Bonhoeffer?

UD’s contribution to the pressing question of where Trump should exile himself:

The Netherlands. Trump is notoriously obsessed with height, routinely savaging opponents who stand less tall than he, and saddling little Barron with the life of a freak — Trump selective-mated with a woman so tall that at his tender age Barron is already on his way to seven feet.

The tallest people in the world are in the Netherlands, where the much-belittled ex-president can feel that he inhabits a world commensurate with his self-image.

A Cavalcade of Knishes at…

Rosenfeld’s Jewish Deli, Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.

UD Leaves Tomorrow for a Few Days in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.

At this point, the trip probably looks like a pilgrimage to the summer White House; but it’s really just another in a long line of beach jaunts. The weather will be beautiful for the next few days, and UD could use a breather from all the political tension – that’s why she’s going. Walking by the president-elect’s house – on my way to dark skies/Taurid fireballs at Cape Henlopen State Park – would be fun, but I’m not going out of my way for it.

Blogging continues, of course.

La Kid, celebrating on the sunny socially distanced streets of…

… Washington DC.

Nice Save.

Our beloved democracy, that is. Good going. NBC calls it.

Goodbye, cruel world.

‘After accepting in 2015 that he had missed his moment, that he was too white and too old and too male and too befogged by grief over Beau, the soon-to-be 78-year-old has seen his moment come back around.’

“F. Scott Fitzgerald was wrong. There are second acts.”

‘Leaders at U.S. news outlets were caught unprepared to handle a pathological liar when he took office… It requires a lot of hard work [to cover] a runaway liar.’

In a little while, we’ll start parsing the sickest of them, the lies that degraded us just by our having to be in the same room with them. Soon we’ll marvel at four years stuck in a surround sound of the absolutely rankest bullshit, as if the president this blog calls The Genius of the Carpathians were indeed Nicolae Ceaușescu, and we his hopelessly entrapped auditors.

For me the sickest and most degrading lie of all was uttered in Trumpism’s late decadent stage – just a month before his downfall, when his brightest and slickest enabler, Lara Trump, assured an interviewer that Trump telling a rally to scream lock her up at an American governor who had just narrowly avoided being violently kidnapped, and whose only offense against Trump’s crowd lay in her responsible approach to a pandemic, was all in fun. A Trump rally is a “fun, light atmosphere.” Everyone was just “having fun at a Trump rally.”

Violent, repeatedly stoked, crowd hatred is frightening. Two-Minute Hates are a horror. Got that? It’s not light, and it’s not fun, and the country will be safer when perky all-American shitmongers like Lara Trump go away.

As we wait, a little perspective.

[T]he results are not really close.

With many ballots still left to count in heavily Democratic cities, former Vice President Joseph R. Biden Jr. was leading President Trump on Friday by more than 4.1 million votes… Mr. Biden’s current vote margin is larger than the populations of more than 20 states…

Donald Trump: America’s Hiroo Onoda

Hiroo Onoda, a Japanese WW2 soldier found hiding out in the jungle thirty years after the “end” of the conflict (Hiroo didn’t acknowledge that it had ended), wrote a memoir titled No Surrender: My Thirty-year War. At 74, the current American president is unlikely to enjoy Hiroo’s longevity, so let’s anticipate that his memoir will be titled something like No Surrender: My Ten-year War. And though he’ll be hiding out in the comfortable Greenbrier Bunker (after de-de-commissioning it and throwing the tourists out), and will even sneak upstairs for occasional rounds of golf, the president will be no less a hero than Onoda, both men icons of fidelity to a cause.

… And as for all those horrid political contingencies ahead of us…

Let’s face the music and dance.

“The next few weeks will be perilous.”

“Trump will not concede; he will continue to deny the legitimacy of this result. His performance on Thursday night was perhaps his lowest and darkest yet, groundlessly telling Americans they could have no faith in their most solemn democratic rite: the election of a president. As he leaves, he will scorch the earth and poison the soil.

But all of that is to remind us why it was so essential, for America and the world, that he be defeated. And why, even though it may have arrived slowly and without the fanfare so many of us wanted, this will be a moment to savour. A dark force is being expelled from the most powerful office in the world – and at long last, we can glimpse the light.”

A bit premature, but…

UD‘s front yard.

Looking more and more like the suicide in the bunker scenario UD has been predicting for weeks.

‘Don Jr Urges his Dad to “Fight to the Death”‘

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Will Melania be as obliging as Eva? Color me skeptical.

‘BIDEN TAKES THE LEAD IN GEORGIA’

Georgia, Georgia, the whole night through
Just an old sweet hope kept Georgia on my mind

Georgia, Georgia, love you so
We’re movin’ up to 2-7-0

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Certain voters frighten me
Certain eyes look violently
And in dreadful dreams I see
The road lead back to Trump

Georgia, Georgia, some peace I find
Just a late-night count keeps Georgia on my mind

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