My response to Trumpo:

When (not if) he ascends the throne, he will become the most hated man in the US. He lacks the messianic quality Trump cultivated so it is doubtful he could ever claim the MAGA base. With no constituency beyond Thiel, Vance will be an utter disaster and the focus of everyone's anger.
I can't wait.

We'll listen for your take on rising prices in next Monday's show. (p.s. What a great guy you are! Though when I let my hubs do the shopping, I find I unpack stuff like sardines in hot mustard, ice cream, and SlimJims, all of which were NOT on the list.)

Just remember he is a gargoyle who escaped some rooftop, then it makes sense.

Whenever I see Mr Waters I wonder if his mother has disowned him yet.

Why do you presume it is the actual man speaking this way, and not one of his social media admins/flunkies? Often the words I read appear to have sprung directly from the poison tongue of vicious gargoyle Stephen N. Miller.

Please be clear: exactly what do you expect to happen? The Republican party holds the White House, the House, the Senate, and the majority on the Supreme Court. Who do you expect to intercede, and what do you expect them to do?

Every "Elizabeth Taylor" is not the actress you may be thinking of who has been dead for 14 years.

People, it's not Red versus Blue.
It's Oligarchs versus YOU.

Extra embarrassing when one remembers that his own father - his namesake! - was born this day 100 years ago. Drugs really can destroy a generation.

Meanwhile, the DOE is fighting with my state to keep a retired coal generation plant open. It was scheduled to close last year, and now, twice, Trump's idiot goons have pushed the deadline forward to keep it open because, coal. The US has fallen so far behind, I doubt we will ever catch up.

Well said. On the nose.

The thing is, right-wingers are NOT funny. Obnoxious. Ridiculous. But never funny, because funny requires a level of self-awareness, humility, and sensitivity to what others are thinking which conservatives just don't "get". They are so wrapped up in self-promotion, the basics of humor elude them.

Can't wait until this snotty, pasty homunculus is scurrying away in an attempt to elude pursuers who have gathered to drag him to the guillotine and watch his bald head roll down the road like a billiard ball.

The man is an utter ignoramus. I never listen to him, just keep the sound muted and make goat noises as I laugh at his neck flapping in the breeze.

Wasn't he the Reagan-appointed judge on the bench? Jeez, what is he, 85? 90?
Term limits.
Now.

And no more urination either. Not in those pants.