Goodbye and Good Riddance, Sarah

DAF0B5EE-6C9A-4C67-BE0C-25E9F3627513I have to share this. I was reading the Sunday morning paper and came across this blurb in the weekly column by former San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown.

So long, Sarah: I was watching a clip of President Trump’s press secretary, Sarah Sanders, making her exit announcement the other day.

Up on the screen at Sam’s Tavern, Sanders was saying how she hoped to be remembered for being “transparent and honest.”

At which point I heard a female voice behind me adding what President Trump’s self-described paramour had tweeted at Sanders’ comment: “And Stormy Daniels wants to be remembered as a virgin.”

I think that sums up Sarah’s time as Trump’s press secretary quite nicely.64CCAEAC-71DF-469C-A16F-B4BAAA4278E2

Political Coffee Talk

8B519F3A-6E08-4ABA-93B0-AC8C66EFC05E“Elizabeth is a strong woman who has a tradition of perseverance,” Diane said. “I support her 100 percent.”

“Oh come on,” Irene said. “Joe is clearly the best solution for healing the wounds that divide our nation.”

“Are you serious?” Betty asked. “He’s like that familiar old hemorrhoid balm that you apply to soothe your burning butthole. It makes you feel better for a little while, but it doesn’t address the root cause of your irritation.”

That’s just gross, Betty,” Irene said.

“All of you are living in some kind of weird fairytale if you think either of those candidates are the answer to beating Trump,” Barbara said. “We need someone who’s going to be more than just a candidate who fills some perceived political gap.”

“Okay, Barbara, I’ll bite,” Diane said, “Who do you think the Dems should nominate?”

Barbara looked from one woman to the other in the small group. She took a sip of her coffee, leaned in and softly whispered a name.

The other three women let out a simultaneous audible gasp.


Written for these daily prompts: The Daily Spur (tradition), Your Daily Word Prompt (perseverance), Ragtag Daily Prompt (balm), Word of the Day Challenge (fairy), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (gap).

The Truth About Tariffs

864F1F25-F8A5-4935-9CB4-43016F41AFA9“It’s simple economics, Max,” Jarred said. “When the president imposes tariffs on Mexico and other countries, those countries pay the price, economically speaking.”

“The president shouldn’t be unilaterally imposing tariffs, Jarred,” Max said. “According to the U.S. Constitution, it’s Congress alone that has the power to impose tariffs.”

“That’s not entirely true,” Jarred said. “In 1977, The International Emergency Economic Powers Act granted the president the right to impose trade restrictions for reasons of national security, specifically for ‘an unusual and extraordinary threat with respect to which a national emergency has been declared.’”

“So are you saying,” Max said, “that what is happening at our southern border qualifies as a ‘national security threat’ in the context of that amorphous law?”

“Yes, it’s a legitimate national emergency,” Jarred said.

“That’s just ludicrous,” Max said. “If it is an emergency, which it’s not, it’s one that Trump created in his own mind and by his own actions. He’s just trying to fulfill an ill-conceived campaign promise to satisfy his base. He’s chasing windmills.”

“No,” Jarred said. “He’s punishing other countries for defying America. He’s saving our country and our workers.”

“You’re such a lemming,” Max said. “All his stupid tariffs are going to accomplish is to raise the prices American have to pay for imported goods. It’s not going to make domestic goods any less expensive and it’s not going to save any American jobs. That’s naïve. With Trump at the helm, Americans are stuck on shit’s creek without a paddle.”


Written for these daily prompts: The Daily Spur (economics), Your Daily Word Prompt (amorphous), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (ludicrous), Ragtag Daily Prompt (chase), and Word of the Day Challenge (paddle).

Share Your World — Getting Silly

SYWMelanie, over at Sparks From a Combustible Mind, decided to get a little silly with her questions for today’s Share Your World prompt. Well, silly questions demand silly (or maybe not so silly) answers.

Is it better to suspect something (bad or hurtful) and not know or to have your worst fears confirmed by sure knowledge?

Hmm. I’d say this question is more provocative than it is silly. In fact, I wish I’d thought of this question for my weekly provocative question prompt. Oh well. Anyway, my answer is to always opt for certainty. I’d rather know for sure, one way or the other, than speculate and agonize over something that might turn out to be nothing. And if my worst fears are confirmed, at least I have that information and can decide what to do about it.

What makes you laugh aloud? Crack up? Laugh until your sides split? When was the last time you had a great big belly laugh?

Usually it’s something that someone I know (e.g., a family member or close friend) does or says that cracks me up. I think the last time I had a really big, boisterous laugh was a few weeks ago when my daughter and her significant other came over to play Hearts. We all had some edibles and I was attempting to Shoot the Moon (capture all the hearts and the queen of spades), but because I was stoned, I couldn’t remember what my strategy for doing so was. Only I didn’t realize it (because I was stoned, duh), but everyone else did. We all ended up literally rolling on the floor laughing.

Do you suppose Noah had woodpeckers in the ark? If he did, where did he keep them? Apologies to the Darwinians in the crowd…this is merely for fun, okay?

If you believe that a 450 year old man built a large, wooden ark, gathered up pairs (one male and one female) of every living creature, and loaded them onto said ark, and then sailed around for 40 days and 40 nights while God flooded the planet and drowned every other living being who was not on the ark, then why not woodpeckers? (No offense to those who believe the Bible to be literally true.)

Why is “Charlie” short for “Charles” when they are the same number of letters?

Charlie isn’t short for Charles. Charlie is a nickname for Charles. Just like “moron” isn’t short for Trump even though they have the same number of letters. It’s an apt description.79B96BDA-EB89-413F-9C4A-9973142A1CD4

What  happened in your world this past week that made you feel thankful, joyful or grateful?

I am grateful to the intrepid journalists who, despite being called “the enemy of the American people” by the President of the United States, doggedly pursue and bring to light the acts and deeds of Donald Trump, his family, cronies, and sycophants. These heroic journalists are our only hope for recapturing our republic from the grip of a wannabe king. They dig for the truth and what they publish is genuine news, not fake news.33ADC84E-5D57-4A5D-BB4C-B74A7C82B0DB

Anniversary Trip

8FA3803F-C185-45A4-9287-C4CD46D7857AFrank walked up behind his wife, who was sitting at the kitchen table with a bunch of papers spread out on the top. “Whatcha doing, hon?” he asked.

Andrea jumped. “Jesus, you startled me,” she said. Why do you always sneak up like you’re stalking me? Don’t do that.”

“Sorry, sweetie,” Frank said. “You were so engrossed in whatever it is you’re up to.”

“I’m up to planning our twentieth anniversary trip,” Andrea said.

“That’s cool. What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking about two weeks abroad,” she said.

“Abroad? You mean like in a foreign country?”

“I am, indeed,” Andrea said. “Don’t you think that sounds exciting?”

“Not to me it doesn’t,” Frank said. “Why go someplace where everyone speaks a different language.”

“Oh come on Frank. We’ve never been overseas,” Andrea said. “Don’t you want to expand your horizons? Or would you rather me brand you as a stick in the mud?”

“I think we need to change the narrative here,” Frank said. “There are plenty of places right here in the good old USofA that we haven’t been to yet. You know what Trump says, right? ‘America First.’”

“Oh please, Frank, don’t start quoting that asshole Donald Trump to me.” Andrea stood up, swept all of the papers onto the floor, and said, “You can go celebrate our twentieth anniversary in America with your buddy Donald Trump. I’m going abroad.” Then she rushed out of the kitchen.

Frank went running after her. “Andrea, sweetie, what’s your hurry?”


Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (stalk), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (abroad), Word of the Day Challenge (foreign), Swimmers (brand), Your Daily Word Prompt (narrative), and The Daily Spur (hurry).