Newt Gingrich
Feminine itch
Dennis Hastert
Out to pasture
John Boehner
Eric Cantor
K. McCarthy
See you later.
Paul Ryan
Next in line?
Pretty soon
He’ll be dyin’.
Newt Gingrich
Feminine itch
Dennis Hastert
Out to pasture
John Boehner
Eric Cantor
K. McCarthy
See you later.
Paul Ryan
Next in line?
Pretty soon
He’ll be dyin’.
The ideal thing would be to create a parody of “Volare,” but I can’t write in Italian, so this will have to do:
I was posted in Benghazi
When the uprising went down.
You could see the trouble brewing.
There was anarchy in town.
Armed gangs were approaching
The embassy that day.
We tried to call for help, but
All help was far away.
They blew up everything they could
And left the place a ruin.
We did our best to stop them, but
It was nothing doing.
I’d like to think that all my friends
Didn’t die in vain.
But the squabbling that ensued
Deserves only disdain.
Investigate, for all you’re worth
The failures that took place.
But don’t forget our tragedy
Still has a human face.
Election time is drawing near.
A reckoning’s at hand.
But please think twice before you draw
New lines in the sand.
Here come old hat head
He come flying his jet plane
He got golden bombast
He one golf course shaman
He got brains just above his knees
Got to be a joker ’cause he’s good on TV
He wear no toupee
He got high fence fever
He got Fox News bluster
He shoot Guatemalans
He say “I and I and I and me”
One thing I can tell you is my time isn’t free.
Come together, right now, over me.
Parody of “Come Together” by Lennon/McCartney
Lines of cold, exhausted people
Trudging down the road.
Their possessions on their backs.
It’s not a heavy load.
Braving dogs and border guards.
Smugglers take their fees.
Crowded trains and leaky boats.
Praying to be free.
It’s the Crusades in reverse.
As far as I can tell,
If the journey’s bad as this
Then home’s a living hell.
The GOP stalwart named Trey
Just wanted to do things his way.
He told his committee
“Don’t show any pity.”
“We’re going to get Clinton today.”
(This is a crossover Cromwell event–kind of like combining Chicago Fire and Chicago PD).
It is fairly common to view Trump and Sanders as right-wing and left-wing versions of the same phenomenon: the surging outsider taking on the establishment by speaking without a filter. I get that, but I think the comparison does a disservice to Sanders, for three reasons:
So what happens to the Keystone Pipeline now?
I’ve got those dirty lowdown House Speaker blues.
Election’s coming, and I think we’re gonna lose.
The time is coming when the party’s gotta choose
A decent candidate, or someone like Ted Cruz.
I tried to lead, and the party slapped me down.
Now no one’s stepping up to turn the ship around.
It all is making us look like a bunch of clowns.
Can’t say I’m sorry I’ll no longer be around.
I’ve got the blues.
The Tea Party blues.
My face is orange
But the rest of me is blue.
I tried my best
Don’t know what else I could do.
It’s time to go back home
And leave it up to you.
Jeb! laid out his Obamacare replacement plan last week. Rubio’s plan was unveiled a couple of months ago. The plans have already been reviewed individually in other publications, and there are gaps in the available information about them, so I don’t propose to analyze them in detail, but it is worth looking at the essential similarities and differences, because they tell us something important about the aspirations of the two candidates.
What they have in common:
Where they differ:
Final judgment: Regardless of the wisdom of Marco’s plan to equalize the tax treatment of employer-based plans and individual policies, it is going to be unpopular, and it is going to hurt him both in the primaries and, if he gets that far, in the general election.
The senator from my home state.
His campaign is looking just great.
The talent is there
But I don’t really care
It’s his policy views that I hate.
Mondays will be “Marco Mondays” on this blog until further notice. I suppose I can change to “Merkel Mondays” if I run out of material, but we’ll see.
Used to be my buddy
In the Sunshine State.
Turned into my rival
Now things don’t look so great.
Fighting in New Hampshire.
Scrapping on the news.
Everywhere I’m hearing
I’m really gonna lose.
Cause you stole my donors
And you stole my friends.
And my polls are slipping.
Will it never end?
Oh, Rubio
Man, it’s hard to forgive.
Oh, Rubio
Man, it’s hard to forgive.
To forgive.
Parody of “Baltimore” by Randy Newman.
A homeless man is loitering outside of Blair House. A security guard comes to investigate.
G: What are you doing?
HM: I’m waiting for Biden.
G: I’ve heard that he’s bidin’ his time. (slaps knee)
HM: I bet you’ve used that line before.
G: What are you waiting for him to do?
HM: To run.
G: For what?
HM: For President.
G: For President of what?
HM: America.
G: What’s America?
HM: The land of the free. You, me, everyone and everything.
G: Even Putin?
HM: Well, not Putin.
G: Why does he have to run? Can’t he just walk?
HM: Because it’s a race.
G: What kind of a race?
HM: I’ve heard it’s a marathon.
G: He’s kind of old for a marathon. Who else is running?
HM: Hillary.
G: Like the guy who climbed Everest?
HM: Sort of. Beating her will be climbing a mountain, too.
G: Can he beat her?
HM: With what, a stick? Sure. He’s a guy, after all.
G: No, in the race.
HM: Probably not, because his heart may not be in it.
G: Well, if your heart isn’t in something, you probably shouldn’t do it.
A second homeless man walks by.
HM#2: What are you doing?
HM and G: We’re waiting for Biden.
Matt Yglesias on Vox.com has an excellent analysis of conditions in Denmark that should be required reading for all of you who want to feel the Bern. I would like to add a few items to explain why the US will never, and probably should never, have the same sort of welfare state as the Danes:
I’ve been to Denmark. It is a beautiful country, and it has excellent public facilities. It also costs $100.00 for two people to eat out there unless you go to a fast food restaurant. That’s the tradeoff.
I wouldn’t mind it at all if we lived more like the Danes than we do now, but I think it is both wise and inevitable for us to accept a bit more inequality in exchange for a more vibrant society than they do.
The Democrat maverick named Bern.
For the days of Glass-Steagall he yearned.
He’d break up the banks
They responded, “No thanks.”
“To our Washington friends we will turn.”
For those of you who are eager to feel more of the Bern, Saturday, until further notice, will be “Sandersday” on this blog.
There are two Ronald Reagans: one was the flesh and blood 40th President of the United States; while the other is a figment of the collective imagination of today’s GOP. Any resemblance between the two is mostly coincidental.
Consider the following:
Will the GOP ever learn the right lessons from Reagan and “Reagan?” As of now, the answer is no, and the party is not fit to exercise power as a result.