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Trump, Autocracy, and Racist Lackeys

How many degrees of separation can we find between the Trump Administration and real live steaming-shit Nazi scum? Just one, it turns out, and you’ve seen him on TV.

160327103842-donald-trump-melania-trump-tweet-stephen-miller-sotu-00000000-large-169.jpgIn a series of interviews and public statements eerily reminiscent of those old shouting-Hitler ragefests from Nazi Pep Rallys in the 1930s, Donald Trump’s “Senior” Advisor Stephen Miller lost his shit and declared, among many things, that “…the powers of the president to protect our country are very substantial and will not be questioned!” But don’t take it from me, check out this cut from last Sunday’s appearance on Meet The Press and stick around to the end to catch the horrified responses from conservative television personalities Joe Scarborough and Mika Brzezinski.

“Oh my god.” They both say.

Chilling, right? I was shocked at first, but then I stared to do some digging, and it turns out that Miller was college buddies at Duke University with a guy named Richard Spencer, who you might recognize from this video…

If not, then surely this rings a delightful little bell….

It turns out that Miller supported Spencer, who also happens to be married to a notorious Russian propagandist,  in his early work, laying the groundwork for the uncloseted white supremacist organization the National Policy Institute,  who believe stuff like this:
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I know. I mean, holy shit, right?  And yeah, I have a download of this entire speech in case you think I’m cherry picking.
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Is anyone surprised?  Trump’s guru, Miller’s mentor, and Breitbart mastermind Steve Bannon, is a like-minded NPI true believer. And Miller formerly worked for unapologetic racist and new Justice Secretary Jeff Sessions.

Welcome to the New America.

 

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Quotes From The Other Side: Henry Kissinger, Evil Personified

You might need to be like me, old as dirt, to experience the truly appropriate, visceral, shiver of disgust at the sound of his name, but when I was a little kid Henry Kissinger was a political name one heard almost as frequently as his primary employers, Presidents Richard Nixon and Gerald Ford.  My fingers are crackling and steaming from just typing his name, such is the hellfire summoned by a mere mention.

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Fred Banfram expounds on one of Kissinger’s more appalling chestnuts in a fine article on Alternet,  which I very much encourage you to read:

“The illegal we do immediately; the unconstitutional takes a little longer.”

He was Secretary of State for two Presidents, this guy, and still appears regularly on TV news shows while drawing huge speaking fees for sold out venues.  And then there’s this one:

“The emigration of Jews from the Soviet Union is not an objective of American foreign policy, and if they put Jews into gas chambers in the Soviet Union, it is not an American concern. Maybe a humanitarian concern.”

Yikes.

 

 

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Valentine’s Day Gifts

Beginning with full disclosure: historically speaking, I’ve always failed at this one–at least, that’s the attitude I take into it.  Some guys are assorted-color-alstroemeria-flowers-wholesale-flowers-globalrose zangling for surprise, acrobatic sexual compensation for their Valentine’s triumphs, but I’m just holding my breath and hoping for an indifferent shrug, or anything that is not patently disappointed.  How many Valentines minds have I blown in my lifetime?  Exactly none.  None minds.  I am fortunate, however –my wife likes flowers a lot, so I can’t really go wrong there, and despite all rhyme and reason she likes me, so flowers and a night out generally suffices–but I still crave that sudden moment of Valentine’s Day inspiration that would leave her shell-shocked, possibly struggling to remember to breathe and, should dreams really come true, in a partial state of undress.images  I keep wracking my brain, but I get nuthin.

N-U-T-H-I-N.  Unless….

I’m not counting my chickens before my eggs hatch, nor counting eggs before the chickens even lay them, but there is hope.  CBS News did a poll that provides some insight into making at least a “satisfactory” gesture this year.

Click to access CBS_News_Poll_Jan2014b_ValentinesDay.pdf

Lingerie_model_smoking_in_an_office_3d02388uWhat am I up to this year?  Since my wife has been know to scroll around here, I’d better not say.  One thing I’ll assure you: it’s not lingerie, which came in just above “flu shot” at 8%, although I think CBS got it wrong with the lingerie thing: lingerie isn’t for the ladies.  They may be the ones who wear it, but that stuff is for us.  There’s a chance you could pull this off if you’re, say, under 25 and your girl favors anal floss g-strings, but don’t trying bringing garters and hose home to the Mrs.  She won’t appreciate it.  Better to do some housework–something really obvious–and stop by the candy store, or “chocolaterie” if you must.  Hell, a shell pack of mexican strawberries and a can of Hershey’s syrup gives you a better chance than Frederick’s.  Unless your girl is a prostitute–and even then, what she really wants is probably a night off, and maybe Richard Gere--not some self-serving synthetic silk underwear from a transparent plotter like you.  Don’t get me wrong–there may be a time and a place, some cold boring night in January, maybe–it’s just not Valentine’s Day.