Wed, 3 July 2019
Donald Trump is dead, to begin with. Probably. That recent tweet with Pence’s skull (“I love braiiinnns!”) could have be made at any time. That doesn’t mean we can’t have a huge and beautiful wake. We already sold the tickets and bought the fireworks.
The whole gang shows up today. David Waldman welcomes Greg Dworkin, Armando and Joan McCarter, all here to pour one out before tomorrow’s interment:
Greg says vote for whom you want, and we will figure out electability as we go along. But—whom do we want and whom do we not? Polls this early might not be predictive, but they sure are fun. Our first and second choices are becoming clearer, maybe, unless someone screws up, of course. Many of us are worried that maybe many of us are bigoted idiots. Some of us might be… most probably aren’t. Hesitating in the face of Republican demagoguery is losing.
In between now and the election, Elizabeth Warren keeps up on her day job. Donald thought Judy Felton was a lunatic just like him, but she might be a lunatic in ways he did not imagine. House Democrats sue the Trump administration for tax returns. Armando runs the numbers and places the payoff sometime in late never.
Virginia Governor Ralph Northam has set July 9 as the date for a special session on gun-control legislation, mostly because that is what Virginia voters want him to do. Virginia Republicans say that gun control is just the first slippery step down the slope of making them vote Democratic.
By next week we should all be back to Trump-normal, which means some fresh ICE raids and the placing of a memorial for the 1991 Gulf War on downtown Tehran. Tomorrow, get away from the TV and watch your local fireworks. Oh, and come back here—we have a new KITM tomorrow!