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Annegret Kramp-Karrenbauer. Say it soft and it's almost like praying. (Also makes Spellcheck light up like a NORAD radar screen.) I pray she succeeds Angela Merkel as chancellor of Germany. For the tweets! Germans have the most reverberant names. This is the best one I've come across since Willy Domgraf-Fassbaender.
The battle for the soul of Fox News continues, with the fact-based and the crap-based clashing almost every day. People like Chris Wallace and Shepherd Smith want to report the news without getting rage-tweeted by Benedict Donald and smeared by Hockeypuck Sanders. I just wish they would change their name. I read almost all of Vanda Krefft's definitive biography William Fox: The Man Who Made the Movies, about the Hungarian-born entrepreneur who started Fox Studios over a century ago. This is not at all what he had in mind.
Nor would he have liked what's going on today in Hungary, whose neo-fascist president gets the now obligatory tour of the White House tomorrow. Viktor Orban has already been in "negotiations" with Netanyahu about re-writing Hungary's history concerning the Holocaust, which I wasn't aware Bibi was in charge of. Wherever you look, the Right is at war with reality, history, facts, the inconvenient truth.
Speaking of history, this June will see the 75th anniversary of D-Day. Commiserations to the British, who are about to endure an official state visit by Donzo and (perhaps) Melania. May they enjoy their carriage ride with the queen amid 100-plus heat and non-stop horse flatulence, while the people shower them with sausage rolls and airhorn salutes. Last time she was forced to give him tea ("Don't ya have any Diet Coke?") HM trolled Trump by wearing a brooch given to her by the Obamas. This time, let's chip in and send her a Kamala Harris t-shirt. After Brexsplaining (a perfectly cromulent word) to Theresa May, it's off to France to advise Macron on cathedral renovation ("Lots of beautiful asbestos, believe me"). I'll be binging on Mrs. Maisel till this thing blows over.
The battle for the soul of Fox News continues, with the fact-based and the crap-based clashing almost every day. People like Chris Wallace and Shepherd Smith want to report the news without getting rage-tweeted by Benedict Donald and smeared by Hockeypuck Sanders. I just wish they would change their name. I read almost all of Vanda Krefft's definitive biography William Fox: The Man Who Made the Movies, about the Hungarian-born entrepreneur who started Fox Studios over a century ago. This is not at all what he had in mind.
Nor would he have liked what's going on today in Hungary, whose neo-fascist president gets the now obligatory tour of the White House tomorrow. Viktor Orban has already been in "negotiations" with Netanyahu about re-writing Hungary's history concerning the Holocaust, which I wasn't aware Bibi was in charge of. Wherever you look, the Right is at war with reality, history, facts, the inconvenient truth.
Speaking of history, this June will see the 75th anniversary of D-Day. Commiserations to the British, who are about to endure an official state visit by Donzo and (perhaps) Melania. May they enjoy their carriage ride with the queen amid 100-plus heat and non-stop horse flatulence, while the people shower them with sausage rolls and airhorn salutes. Last time she was forced to give him tea ("Don't ya have any Diet Coke?") HM trolled Trump by wearing a brooch given to her by the Obamas. This time, let's chip in and send her a Kamala Harris t-shirt. After Brexsplaining (a perfectly cromulent word) to Theresa May, it's off to France to advise Macron on cathedral renovation ("Lots of beautiful asbestos, believe me"). I'll be binging on Mrs. Maisel till this thing blows over.
posted by Buttermilk Sky at 8:52 PM
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