Oh, so the dotard is gluing his war fortress to combat the new House members! WEAK!!!
Usually the POTUS cabinet wlll make changes after four years. Maybe some tweaks at 2 years, but this is looking like a mass shift.
So we’ll get to see how many more incompetents there are in our nation’s leadership. Whoopie…
Do you really mean, MORE CRIMINALS?
“In addition, the optics of axing one of three female Cabinet members jives too neatly with the post-midterm sense that Republicans struggle with women.”
Jives? Are we channeling Airplane here?
I’d say that for all intensive purposes the point is mute, but still I would of gone with “jibes” here.
It will be like replacing a steaming pile of feces with a puddle of diarreah,they appear different but both stink like hell.
Pick your descriptor. I don’t think there are any wrong choices, honestly.
I guess Clarke for “acting” DHS head is a possibility.
Two more years of this.
(Assuming he’s not re-elected)
Looks like the Great Orange Pretender is shopping around for a better quality of cheap hoodlum. The way he shops, the “Administration” should get a steep volume discount.
Did you ever wonder why “acting” fits these people so well? They’re all acting like they have any idea what they’re doing.
I read that book back in the early 70’s and thought, “Damn, this is the military!”
We all live it every day. The people I run into daily that I’m sure have zero business doing what they’re doing is just about, well, everyone.
“WTF were you thinking?” is on a continuous loop in my head.
My son gave me great pause when he was bout 6 years old. He was watching some stupid movie like George of the Jungle or something. George went thru a about a 5 minute crash out of a tree after a really stupid move and my son laughed his ass off and said, “that was stupid, but I’d have done it.” It made me hope I wasn’t watching the Peter Principle in effect at 6 years old.
I remember my father coming upon a few of us, about age 8 or 9, in the initial stages of reeancting the William Tell apple shot. I guess I should be glad he left his pliars on the back porch that day and came looking for them.
Yeah, sounds familiar. I remember my father screaming at me just before I jumped off the barn with a sheet of Masonite wings. Thankfully we had horses and there was a huge pile of hay below where I had just cleaned out the stalls. That was my first fascination with flight, or the lack of in this case.
Hey, we’re probably lucky we never knew each other as kids.
I had several cousins I’d climb trees with. Then jump off the boughs. The contest, and heights, escalated until someone got seriously hurt, then he was the winner. Many cast signings later someone put a stop to it.
At about 10-11 my brother and I would get naked, tie two wash cloths around our waists for loin cloths then climb in to a tree and drop down on to the backs of a neighbors horses that were part of a herd of about 20-30 he always had in the fields behind our house. We were marauding Indians stealing horses in the middle of a stampede. Amazing that we never got hurt. I doubt you will out do me on stupid stories. I got a million of them.