Potpourri Sept 11th
There is no new right wing outrage to contest today, although
I’m sure there soon will be. Kim Davis is out of jail and out of the limelight
until she goes back to work. Once back in the courthouse she’ll find something
that will restore her appeal to the cameras. Let’s face it she has yet to be
interviewed by Megyn Kelly of Fox News.
Shifting gears…the committee investigating the affair
between the two very socially conservative freshman Republican legislators in
Michigan, Cindy Gamrat and Tod Courser, have voted to expel them both. Courser
resigned just before the critical vote. Gamrat and Courser shared an office and
were apparently having an affair which was not a well-kept secret. When major leakage about the affair began Courser
claimed he was being blackmailed and concocted a fake message about a homosexual
liaison to throw off suspicion. He thought that if he admitted to a homosexual
affair no one would believe he was having a heterosexual affair. When his staffer
refused to send the fake document Courser fired him. Eventually, after much politicking
the required two-thirds votes for expulsion were obtained and now I suppose the
Republicans feel cleansed.
Bobby Jindal, in what may be a dying gasp, has launched an
all-out attack on Donald Trump. The details of the attack are not really relevant
but perhaps Jindal hopes Trump’s well known propensity to over-react will get
him some badly needed publicity. He only makes the afternoon junior debate on
Sept. 16; his polling is firmly stuck at 1 to 2 percent. At this point he might
be seen as so irrelevant that Trump will ignore him and that would be the
ultimate crusher. Jindal may soon follow Governor Rick Perry and get out of the
competition altogether.
That’s all folks! None of these candidates, or the right
wing columnists I can normally count on, has given me any ammunition today.
Tomorrow will be better or I’ll be reduced to telling stories like this: There
is a true story about the marriage license clerk in a western state who issued
a marriage license to a gay couple. There was great hue and cry about this as
you would expect. Two days later a cowboy showed up with his horse and wanted a
marriage license for himself and his horse. The clerk, all seriousness, asked
the cowboy how old he was, 25 said the cowboy. How old is your horse asked the
clerk, 8 years old said the cowboy. I’m sorry, said the clerk, your horse is
too young.
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