Posted February 13, 2017on:
That’s what we’re relegated to – brown M&Ms – a steady diet of nothing but brown M&Ms. Expect nothing more for the foreseeable future.
When I saw the official poster of Dolt 45, that’s what I thought about – brown M&Ms.
A bit of explanation is in order. In the heyday of Van Halen, they had a rider in their contract forbidding brown M&Ms. For you whippersnappers, Van Halen was a very popular pop/rock band in the 1970s.
While the rider looked like an eccentric indulgence of entitled first-worlders, it was really a stalking horse provision. Since Van Halen used massive, ear-piercing amps, there was always the fear older venues could not accommodate the weight of the massive equipment. If there was a failure, it would endanger everyone – band, crew, fans alike.
The rider was placed in the contract as a signal. If the crew found brown M&Ms backstage, they knew someone didn’t read the contract and more importantly, didn’t read the technical requirements of the riders. Brown M&Ms meant: Danger Will Robinson – check out the equipment, electricity, performance rigging. In short, watch for haphazard, half-assed preparation leading to dangerous sub par performance.
So far, these first three weeks of Dolt 45’s administration has been nothing but brown M&Ms. (Forgive me for linking to an Andrew Sullivan essay, but it does have a couple of brilliant observations.)
Just spit ballin’ here, but if you were going to say, “throw a huuuuuuge inauguration,” wouldn’t you take the time to proofread the official poster? To do otherwise, would be “unpresidented”!
It’s just like the list of fabricated “terrorist attacks” where attack was spelled “attak,” attacker was spelled “attaker,” San Bernardino lost an “r” during an “attak” of the letterists, and there’s a new country called “Denmakr” that our map-lover-in-chief will never be able to find.
If you can’t do the little things like let spell check win, you can bet the big things like Yemeni raids aren’t getting the attention they demand. What can you expect though since it seems the White House is just a weigh station between golf outings at Mar-a-lago? This latest weekend jaunt was just product placement for selling memberships to well-to-do Japanese.
By this time in my life I should realize that intellectual consistency is too great a burden to expect from politicians. Who can expect them to remember the issues to which they swear fealty as they bark and bray?
For instance, remember all those times McTurtle and any number of other no-chinned, pillowish, chalk drones warbled, “Consistency! We must have consistency! Business growth demands consistency! Obamacare and job programs and immigration reform do not lead to consistency! We must have consistency!”
Heard any of those voices recently? Not a one dares cross Lord Commander Marmalade. They live in fear of his tweets. Like an electronic Typhoid Mary, they quiver and quake at Twittering Donald.
And remember Obama’s apologizing to the world causing the U.S. to be seen as weak? Now we just apologize as we turn the lights out on U.S. leadership worldwide. The most alarming thing I have read is that Darth Bannon sees inevitable existential conflicts in both the Middle East and Asia. Dolt 45’s ineptitude is driving stalwart allies like Australia toward China.
While the disappointment of the stolen election is still painful to us as we settle in to the Putin/Bannon/Drumpf administration, we can take solace in the fact a woman is leading the free world. If only it was Hillary. It looks as if Chancellor Angela Merkel is the hope of global progressive democracy.
Until we grow tired of our lying national security incompetents, our war hungry puppeteers, and our Russian overlord, we will just have to stomach those brown M&Ms.
Take the conversation in any direction you might like. I sincerely hope everyone is feeling better and Contrask, your surgery will be topmost in our thoughts and prayers. We look forward to when you can again — Jump!
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