The Russia House
I'm not even going to pretend to try and keep up with the whirlwind surrounding fake president Donald Trump. Every hour something new seems to drop. But, this morning, while having coffee and Special K, this caught my eye:
In the words of the sage: HOLY SHIT! Either Vladimir Putin is panicked and trying to save his puppet, or he's sticking in the final knife and ridding himself of a bad investment.
Of course, Russia's US embassy then issued this clarification:
Ah, then. No tape, no tape. No, we didn't record a meeting into which the US press wasn't allowed. No, no, not at all. We just took "notes".
This is now a spy thriller, if that thriller were directed by Ed Wood, Jr. (Look him up.) Putin offering to ride to Trump's rescue, by doing the one thing which would guarantee his ruination. There might be tapes, but wait! No! No tapes, just copious notes.
I'm old enough to remember the Trump line about how you couldn't have a president who would be under an FBI cloud her entire term. We haven't even hit 4 months into this regime, and it's already dead politically, even if the body maintains brain wave activity.
So, for today's idiocy, we have the Russian government offering to bail Trump out of his pickle. Hell, even Ed Wood couldn't make this up.
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