Because the Senate is populated by (slightly )lesser shitstains?
FDR had a lawyer who was practically, you know, was totally involved with government.
Someone has been listening to Mark Levine or some other pundit.
FDRs guy was helping broker international relations - not dig up dirt on political opponents.
I agree: it fuckin sucks. I had a professor in college who used to say: “Every system is perfectly designed to get the results it gets.”
Finally a minuscule improvement after 3 years, a hopeful Trump truthful statement vs his documented, dated, located, and proven over 16,000 serial lies. At last Trumpster’s have a possible Trump truth told by the life long con-man, flimflam artist, grifter, and snake oil barker, porn star and playmate philander he illegally paid hush money to cover up, a forced closed fake student cheating Trump U and donor cheating Trump Charity owner, plus the government ordered forced ended housing discrimination owner, a record of being a constant non-paying owed workers and contractors deadbeat and cheat, a failed multiple millions of dollars bankrupt, a self admitted women abusing puss grabber, an attempted foreign ally extortionist and re-election vote cheat, the proven world record Presidential serial liar in U S history, no responsible parent, spouse, friend, partner, boss, or employer would tolerate for a NY second.
Forget the French method- we need to elect the blind monk from Master Of The Flying Guillotine to represent us in Congress
Oh yes, he’s learned lots of lessons, even:
What?! Crimey McCrimerson wants to suppress witnesses to his crimes?
[Clutches pearls, faints]
I think Mitt genuinely believes that the hyper financialization of the economy that he’s been part of is good for the country. And I think he also genuinely believes that the government can do some good in the world by being imperialistic monsters.
I mean, he’s wrong. But I think it’s heartfelt.
With the other senators? I think they believe “fuck em” is part of their oath of office.
Each act, each occasion, is worse than the last, but only a little worse. You wait for the next and the next. You wait for one great shocking occasion, thinking that others, when such a shock comes, will join with you in resisting somehow. You don’t want to act, or even talk, alone; you don’t want to ‘go out of your way to make trouble.’ Why not?—Well, you are not in the habit of doing it. And it is not just fear, fear of standing alone, that restrains you; it is also genuine uncertainty.
But the one great shocking occasion, when tens or hundreds or thousands will join with you, never comes. That’s the difficulty. If the last and worst act of the whole regime had come immediately after the first and smallest, thousands, yes, millions would have been sufficiently shocked—if, let us say, the gassing of the Jews in ’43 had come immediately after the ‘German Firm’ stickers on the windows of non-Jewish shops in ’33. But of course this isn’t the way it happens. In between come all the hundreds of little steps, some of them imperceptible, each of them preparing you not to be shocked by the next. Step C is not so much worse than Step B, and, if you did not make a stand at Step B, why should you at Step C? And so on to Step D.
And one day, too late, your principles, if you were ever sensible of them, all rush in upon you. The burden of self-deception has grown too heavy, and some minor incident, in my case my little boy, hardly more than a baby, saying ‘Jewish swine,’ collapses it all at once, and you see that everything, everything, has changed and changed completely under your nose. The world you live in—your nation, your people—is not the world you were born in at all. The forms are all there, all untouched, all reassuring, the houses, the shops, the jobs, the mealtimes, the visits, the concerts, the cinema, the holidays. But the spirit, which you never noticed because you made the lifelong mistake of identifying it with the forms, is changed. Now you live in a world of hate and fear, and the people who hate and fear do not even know it themselves; when everyone is transformed, no one is transformed. Now you live in a system which rules without responsibility even to God. The system itself could not have intended this in the beginning, but in order to sustain itself it was compelled to go all the way.”
—Milton Mayer, They Thought They Were Free: The Germans, 1933-45
Did he lie to Congress, though? Or did he just lie to Twitter? The problem is that we need to get this piece of shite to testify under oath. After all, that used to be Republicans’ red line. Lie all you want, just don’t do it under oath. I don’t know if it still is, though.
Of course it’s not.
Mitch better hope he dies of natural causes before the fall happens; because if he’s still alive afterward he’s going to be a primary target for other survivors.
Still just obstruction, I think. I wanna say that the House might’ve served him with an order to come testify but he ignored it.
Then of course the Senate voted to have no witnesses and present no evidence.
America: Slowly boiling frogs since 1981.
(The year Reagan became President.)
Getting close to boiling point yet, guys?
“Show them the door”
Alas, they cannot be shown the door. They reside in gerrymandered districts which give them electoral immunity. Do you really think the people of Alabama, Oklahoma, Tennesee, et. al. will vote these people out of their Senate seats? Even if the Democrats win a majority of seats, the margin will be so slim as to not have any lasting effect on lawmaking. I hate to be pessimistic, but four decades of gutting public education, three decades of listening to Rush Limbaugh, and two decades of Hannity/Fox&Friends has rendered a sizable portion of the electorate to be unwitting tools of the oligarchs incapable of casting an even marginally informed vote. The rest, who may reside in possibly competitive districts, have been reduce to wage slavery with little ability or interest in fulfilling any kind of positive political destiny. The powers of evil are close to winning. It will be very difficult to break the worship of money which has overcome the Republic.
He manages to surprise on a daily, even hourly, basis.