Teh Squeaky Wheel
“Goat! Om nom nom nom!”
Dang, reading the news is more depressing than usual. And a bit scary.
Even moar scary than Ruth Vader Ginsberg:
May Mike Pence drop dead. (That POS is a heartbeat away from the presidency and I’m not okay with that.)
Apparently Mr. Messianic “Rebbe” was invited to the event by one of the Congressional candidates -- Lena Epstein -- Pence was stumping for. “Unnamed” staffers are claiming Pence didn’t know nothin’.
If that’s true, it’s a slightly less odious situation. Nonetheless, if Pence were a decent person, he should have issued an unequivocal apology last night after the shitstorm started.
But he didn’t; looks like the spin doctors are hard at work.
So, AFAIC, Pence should still drop dead. (Perhaps the ginormous beam in his eye will assist with that.)
And Epstein ought to have her ass handed to her next week.
Happy Tuesday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
Politicians -- you can’t live with them, you can’t line the roads with their heads on pikes.
I don’t see why we can’t line the roads with their heads on pikes; just think of them as “crow feeding stations”. 👿
It appears that Hot Air, National Review and even PJ Media are completely ignoring the Pence flap. Can’t find it on any of their front pages.
Shame on them.
Guess they’re already trying to memory hole the story so it won’t bite Pence on his pusillanimous ass when he announces his presidential run in ’24.