I'm up. I have a world-class headache. I've been up since 4:00 a.m., which I do not recommend.
Meanwhile, ijits are still yapping about "disqualifying" Donald Trump from holding the Presidency. Look, kids, unless he's secretly under 35, hasn't lived in this country for at least 14 years or is a furriner (why does that one seem so familiar? Oh, yeah) or served two terms in the office already, all you've got is impeachement, which starts in the House of Representatives. Good luck with that!
This is not to say I think the man is totally wonderful or unimpeachable (no President is immune!), but there's five days left: he will be sworn in.
At least one yammerhead has suggested that, once they push him out, there will be a "special rerun election." Yeah, not finding that in my copy of the Constitution. No, what you get is former Indiana Governor Mike Pence, who Trump opponents seem to hate more, for all that he is a quiet-spoken, non-grabby fellow: RIFRA was a Mark of Cain for the Left, and they don't care at all that he felt very bad about it afterwards. Understandable, really. But the order of succession is quite clear; after Pence you get the Speaker of the House (Paul Ryan), the President Pro Tem of the Senate (Orrin Hatch) and then it's the Cabinet, in order of creation of the position. Not too sure where the party-line critics of Mr. Trump would like to stop on that list; I'm not seeing anyone of whom they would approve.
Golly, the fun never stops. Nor the headaches. I'm just getting a head start.
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