Chug your favorite brew. All day. It’s Miller times. Elizabeth Warren graces the cover of New York magazine this morning with the headline, Front Runner? Ocasio-Cortez and Bernie are in the heartland preaching free everything. Meanwhile, Tweeter-in-Chief is threatening war with Iran. And Michael Cohen is no Ray Donovan, breakfasting with Al Sharpton at the Regency.
Over in Torino, Italia, la famiglia Molinari, the Millers, are celebrating Francesco’s British Open win. A 35-year old’s solid steady showing. Navigated the gourses between the frat house boys and the geezers to hoist the coveted claret jug. Tiger came close. For a minute.
As Vlad’s World Cup comes to an end. Allons enfants de la patrie, le jour de gloire. Pour qui? A PR win for him. He enters the Helsinki Discord with an edge. Could there be a grand accord with the Middle East? Netanyahu & Abbas have met with Putin recently. Syria & Iran traded for Ukraine & Crimea? Or. Will it all result in a Trumpian Hell Stinky.
Meanwhile, hope London loans the baby Donald balloon to Macy’s for this year’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. It’a a natural addition.
First Lady Melania uses fashion as her voice. The infamous jacket with I Don’t Care Do You the most overt example of her inclination to speak through clothing choices. Perhaps she longs to be a Tsarina as her husband admires autonomous regimes. The buttercup gown she wore to dinner in Oxfordshire was a J Mendel, established in 1870 St. Petersburg, Russia for the Romanovs. As they go to meet with Putin. Not an idle sartorial decision to be sure.
Today she played bowls in a striped Victoria Beckham. Never shy in her bespokeness. Funny.
After leaving at least G-5 of the G-7 shaking their heads back in Québec. Now the UnPrecedential President is in Singapore to meet Little Rocket Man for an unprecedented summit. Why not? Dennis Rodman in the house. Why not? Will Donny T make Kimmy Jong the new celebrity dictator? Why not? It’s a new day. In a new way. Pundits and analysts are spraying flame retardant all over each other so their hair doesn’t catch fire.
Back to the very presidential Obama. If true, he’s been having private summits of his own with so-called 2020 candidates. Joe Biden. Bernie Sanders. Elizabeth Warren. Deval Patrick. Cory Booker. Whew. Old and shallow bench. Dust off those MAGA hats.
Dennis Rodman is already wearing his. We’ll see.
Whether it’s Kim Thong or Kim Jong, there’s a different diplomacy paradigm under T-Rump. Including all of their uncommonly large booties. Kim Kardashian has brought pardons into play. Maybe even for Martha and Blago, too. Kim Jong Un is now part of the global fray. It sure is a new day. Roseanne’s not to be left out. She didn’t want a second season anyway. Gotta say. They all bring in high ratings.
Leaders of North and South Korea came together for the first time since the 1950’s. And yet. Only BBC is covering it. American cable news is much more interested in the prurient narrative of the day. Stormy. Comey. Okay. CNN has broken-in from its pedantic pundit panel to throw it to Christiane Amanpour.
Photos of Mike Pompeo at his Easter weekend meeting with Kim Jong Un have barely been broadcast. Kanye dominates the discourse. Priorities anyone?
Comey? Criticized by both sides of the aisle. Salacious self-serving book. Okay. He was canned ignominiously by the Kakistocratic Capo. Of course. He. The always despicable petulant adolescent President. Now in a sandbox fight with taunts and tweets right out of the elementary school playground. Assad? Genocidal autocrat. Putin? Comrade.
Makes you want to take the weekend off. Will do.