Bran recalled Littlefinger’s phrase in Game of Thrones. It may apply to today’s Trump administration. Chief of Staff John Kelly looks like jelly in the wake of his boss’ derailment syndrome. Trump talking off-the-cuff to give cover to KuKluxers in his mid-town tower.
In the meantime. Wily Steve Bannon gave an interview to moonbat Robert Kuttner in Amherst, Massachusetts no less. Calling Alt-Right fringe a collection of clowns. Identity politics will crush the Democrats, said he. Thinking his comments were off-the-record. Kuttner & Bannon do seem to share antipathy for Chinese trade shenanigans. Bannon must be out-the-door.
Chaos is a ladder to unity afterall. To sanity and comity. A civil coup.
No. Not the denizens of Neverland. Well. Maybe. Lack of hope. Futility. Jobless. Poor. Addicted. Whether from the rural towns of J.D. Vance’s Appalachia, Chicago’s South Side, or a boarded up small city in Ohio. Youth lost in a neverland of their own. Who do they become? Domestic terrorists mowing down protesters in the street. MS-13 Gang members. Recruits of ISIS. Any of these paths is possible for the desperate.
As Pope Francis said. The biggest threat to World Peace is young men without jobs.
From McMaster to even Jeff Sessions, Generals’ voices are coalescing around a rational nucleus. Charlottesville, Virginia shone the light on evil, historic statues and symbols of division and violence born of hate. It showed Terry McAuliffe to be a bad manager. But, on the bright side. It also affords an opportunity to cleanse the White House of Bannon and the Alt-Right. If a case can be made by the Generals, this may be the perfect moment to get rid of the destructive chaos faction of the West Wing. And. The military leaders seem to be the ones least interested in going to war. So. Maybe a silent coup is best.
On a ridiculous side trek. Mario Cantone is clearly the winner over Bill Hader in the Scaramouche battle. Anthony himself took his medicine like a man. Let’s see where he lands.
Scaramouche. Scaramouche. Easy come. Easy go. Little high. Little low. Do the fandango.
Kelly sworn in. First order. Arrivederci Scaramucci. What next? Sessions slides to Homeland Security? New Attorney General? Spicer gone. Is he? Priebus gone. Hey. It’s only Monday.
Game of Thrones returns. After reviewing the last two episodes of gory wars, exploding bodies, and dogs’ ravenous dinner of Ramsay, Season 7 began. It couldn’t get grosser, could it? Oh yes. How does a library become a cesspool. Literally. There are tomes and turds galore. And.
Speaking of bad reads. Leaving Lucy Pear, Solomon’s “mother load” touted by WaPo, is a dud.
From sweet to serious, here’s what’s on the ‘to read’ Summer Book Treks list:
The Heirs, Susan Rieger
Leaving Lucy Pear, Anna Solomon
Serious Sweet, A.L. Kennedy
The Long Drop, Denise Mina
The Essex Serpent, Sarah Perry
The Sellout, Paul Beatty
Swimming Lessons, Claire Fuller
Is it just me or has Trump suddenly taken a liking to hiking in the woods at Camp David. Now talking about an Arab confab there to thwart terrorism. This the guy who prefers gold faucets and Toto toilets. 18 holes of pristine greens rather than a ratty old tee on a pine cone path. So. Why? Maybe because he watches House of Cards. Of course he does. President Frank Underwood endured a Bohemian Grove-esque weekend ‘men’s trip’ to unearth secrets and lies from the deep forest state around a camp fire to get a leg up.
Hmmm. Wonder when Don will buy a flannel shirt to match his squirrely hair.