Major sigh as Trump squints at McCain-esque Hawks Graham, Bolton, Pompeo and Pence. Bomb. Bomb Bomb. Bomb. Bomb. Iran. He said no! Because people may die? Don’t remember hearing that before. So. Okay. Yes. Many faces of the President. But for now. We’ll take it.
Crying Wolfowitz and the Cheneys twisting on the wall.
Trump & The Queen. He looks bored. Ivanka and Camilla seem to have chosen the same white ensemble. Awkward. Melania in white as well. It’s like a snow storm inside Buckingham Palace. Harry is there. To defend his wife’s honor? No. Don’t insult her as a victim. Charles Blow.
Meanwhile, Kirsten Gillibrand said her favorite part of campaigning is seeing lots of little girls on the trail because “Female is the Future”.
She happens to have two young sons back at home. Sad.
Credit to Dr. Husband
Michael Cohen’s testimony did some serious damage to Trump. But. Given the many references to The Donald’s 40-year CFO, Allen Weisselberg, who has limited immunity, that’s where the danger lies. Follow the money. Not in Russia. In New York.
Meanwhile, the bromance seems broken between Donny & North Korea’s Kim. And. Most chilling. India and Pakistan tensions are taut.
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.