Quote Of The Day

“If you’re a criminal, you can buy your way to freedom with Trump. And if you’re one of the people like him who took advantage of young girls with Epstein, they’re going to make that go away.” – Congressman Seth Moulton

Here’s the play, Moulton knows if Trump or anyone tried to sue him, that opens discovery.

That means his legal team could demand access to the Epstein files, all those sealed records everyone wants to see. That’s why he said it publicly, he’s daring them.

Now get this, Congress isn’t in session so they can’t censure him unless they call everyone back and swear in Adelita Grijalva. So Moulton gets the headlines, avoids punishment, and puts pressure on the GOP, all in one shot.That’s not just a statement, that’s strategy.

Checkmate.

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Celebrate Good Times

From Greg Fallis:

celebrate good times

This morning, for the first time in a year, I actually wanted to read the news. For the first time since the darkness dropped again and Comrade Donald Trump slouched back into the White House, I actually looked forward to reading the news.

Because the news was good. Not just because Democrats won, and not just because they won by larder-than-expected margins, and not just because they won from coast to coast. The news is good because of the way they won. The ways they won, I should say, Because the way they won in New York City was different than the way they won in New Jersey and in Virginia. That confuses the pundit class.

Today there will be a LOT of pundits claiming Zohran Mamdani is the new face of the Democratic Party. Nope. He’s the face of the Democratic Party in New York City. Mikie Sherrill is the face of the Democratic Party in New Jersey, and Abigail Spanberger is the face of the Democratic Party in Virginia. We don’t have–we don’t need or want–a single face to represent the Democratic Party. We want a variety of faces and a medley of different voices all dedicated to civil rights and the needs of working people. This morning, we have more of that.

But we need still more. We want and need Democrats who will not just speak out against MAGA fascism in the US, but who will actively resist it. MAGA should be worried about last night’s electoral results, but the people who should be actually scared are the impotent Old Guard of the Democratic Party. They’ve convinced themselves that they’re helpless and weak against MAGA; they’ve allowed themselves to be cowed by Trump, they’ve been too timid to fight back. These election results are also a warning for them–either stand up and fight for democracy or get the fuck out of the way.

Yes, the news this morning is good. We should celebrate it. We should take as much joy as we possibly can from it. And then tomorrow (or what the hell, next week) we have to get back to work. The results of this one election isn’t going to turn the nation around. The US is still massively fucked up. It will remain massively fucked up for the near future. But this morning we see evidence that, with hard work, we can begin to unfuck the nation. That’s what I call good news.

So, in the words of the philosophers Kool & the Gang, “Let’s all celebrate and have a good time.”

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FUCK YEAH!

holy shit! Democrats ran the fucking table!

they won the races they were supposed to win, they won the races that were supposed to be a tossup — and they even won the shit they weren’t supposed to win.

let’s take a look at some of the highlights.

the big three, of course, were Abigail Spanberger for Governor of Virginia, Zorhan Mamdani for Mayor of New York City, and Mikie Sherrill for Governor of New Jersey.

Spanberger totally fucking crushed her Republican opponent, Winsome Earle-Sears, winning by 15 points. Sherrill beat Jack Ciattarelli by 13 points, in a race that the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled press swore to us was going to be a nail-biter, too close to call. awesome prognosticating, scribblers.

and over in the Marxist-socialist-communist hellscape that is now New York City, Mamdani beat toxic sexpest Andrew Cuomo by 9 points.

really weird how Donny Convict’s last-minute endorsement of Cuomo failed to move the needle. maybe it has something to do with the fact that NYC has fucking loathed Donny for at least fifty years now.

this dude speaks for all of us.

“I’m happy that Mamdani won. But I won’t let that get in the way of my celebrating Cuomo losing.”

can Chuck Schumer pretty-please go fuck himself, or at least write himself a strongly-worded letter?

“Q: It’s election day in NYC. Did you vote for Mamdani or Cuomo?
Schumer: ‘Look, I voted, and I look forward to working with the next mayor to help NYC.’”

you’re a real profile in cowardice, Chuck.

hey, can someone do a wellness check on Dersh?

and can we please, at long last, finally see the last of Andrew Cuomo? why did this repellent predator want to be mayor of NYC, anyway? was he that triggered by the presence of a Muslim in New York politics?

how is it that someone who had to resign their governorship in disgrace is then allowed to run for any other office?

seriously, good fucking riddance.

the passing of Prop 50 in California was a huge fucking win, allowing the Dem-controlled Legislature to draw new congressional maps for the next three election cycles.

am I right, Gavin Newsom?

his one’s also huge:

preserving the Democratic majority of Pennsylvania’s Supreme Court is going to go a long way towards preventing any Republican electoral fuckery in PA in 2026 and 2028.

in Illinois, Democrat Mary Sheffield became the first woman to be elected mayor of Detroit in the city’s 324-year history.

and Ghazala Hashmi became the first Muslim woman elected to statewide office in the US, after winning the race for Virginia Lieutenant Governor.

one huge story from yesterday is that Democrats picked up votes everyfuckingwhere.

look at the Virginia governor’s race. every county in VA — even the ones Spanberger didn’t win — shifted blue.

holy fuck, look at what Dems pulled off down in deep-red Georgia.

know when the last time one Democrat won a statewide election in Georgia, let alone two? twenty-five years ago.

here’s a delicious morsel of news. in Cincinnati, Couchfuck McGee’s half-brother Cory Bowman, who was running for mayor, got the shit landslided out of him.

do we also need to do a wellness check on the wingnut media? they seem to be going through some things right now.

are you feeling safe, New York Post? do you need to talk to a grownup, or a policeman?

pour one out for Fox News’ own Plankhead of the Airwaves, Sean Hannity.

boo fucking hoo, Sean.

the ‘fuck your feelings’ crowd sure seems to be having a lot of feelings right now.

stay classy, Laura.

MAGA is melting all the way down. you have to love a good Republican civil war, don’t you? right now it’s the total crazies vs the semi-crazies, and I am here for all of it.

don’t threaten us with a good time, Mark Cernovich.

let’s give Erick, the Son of Erick, credit for at least recognizing that Donny can’t ever run for president again — something that all the Chinese-made “Trump 2028” hats in the world can’t change.

the lesson in all this for Donny and his Republican enablers is that none of their fuckery is popular.

We the People don’t want masked and armed Gestapo thugs terrorizing our neighborhoods and teargassing our children. We the People don’t want incoherent economic policies that send prices ever upwards. We the People don’t want a broken government that works only for billionaires.

We the People don’t want an unhinged and deteriorating 34-count narcoleptic fart factory ruling over us. yesterday’s election results made that clear.

President Pudding Cup wasn’t on the ballot, but yesterday’s election was a referendum on his presidency — and the results were not pretty for him.

will Republicans learn anything from the drubbing they took yesterday? of course fucking not. expect them to double down on the lunacy — and the oppression. it’s all they know how to do.

we’ve got battles ahead of us that will need to be taken on, and won.

but for today, let’s congratulate ourselves. tomorrow we return to the fight.


this is going to be my closing message for the foreseeable future:

practice self-care. do what you need to do to keep sane. if that means you need to disengage with my daily posts for a while, I get it. this community of ours will still be here when you return.

to all the people who have signed on in the days since the election, welcome aboard. settle in as we all try to deal with the shitfuckery that’s ahead of us.

we are all in this together, and we are all here for each other.

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Isn’t She A Beauty?

So I got my new tuner yesterday. (The component on the bottom for those of you who aren’t stereo geeks.)

It looked as good as in the seller’s pictures. Unfortunately it had a couple…issues.

First of all, I could not get it to tune in stereo. I mean I’ve never had great reception in this house, but the signal level was good on any station I tuned, and except for one brief instant, the red LED refused to trigger no matter what I did with the new coax antenna I bought for it. I considered running an outside antenna, so I ordered a 25′ coax cable thinking I could fish it through the old hole that had been drilled in the front wall for cable TV and reconnect the antenna outside.

Before I went to all that trouble (and realizing the cable I’d purchased (with already attached connectors) would not fit through the hole, I decided to just take the tuner outside and see if I could get stereo reception.

No joy. It didn’t work

The second issue was the battery-backed up memorized station feature. After the issues I’d had with my previous tuner, I figured an actual old-school battery backup would be a good thing, right? This being a fully analog tuner (not digital), the method for saving stations was rather ingenious for the time (1980-1982). The traditional tuning knob, in addition to being fully free-spinning was also motor-driven. You’d manually tune to a station, hit the memory buttons, and it would memorize the position and when you tuned to another station and wanted to go back to your memorized station the motor would engage and turn the knob back to where you set the memory.

Yamaha describes it thusly:

Well, that didn’t work either, but I wasn’t really surprised. This device was over 40 years old and unlike my other tuner which used a capacitor for backup, the NiCAD battery that powered the memory in the T-7 was undoubtedly shot.

Opening up the case, the battery was indeed shot; the contacts had corroded to such a degree that merely touching the soldered in battery sent it flying.

Undaunted, I knew this was merely a simple rechargeable NiCAD battery and all I had to do was figure out a way of attaching one back to the board now that the contacts had broken off.

I went onto everyone’s most hated online retailer and found a single cell battery case with wire leads. It arrived today, and after cleaning the board of corrosion, I soldered the leads into the holes left by the original contacts, inserted a rechargeable NiCAD, held my breath, and powered it up. It came on with no puff of smoke, so I figured that was a positive sign. I went about memorizing my three most-listened-to stations and…success!

Now about that stereo issue…

I know nothing about radio/tuners other than discovering when I was a kid if you go blindly turning those screw-like pots you can royally fuck things up.

Luckily I had the service manual for the T-7, and that limited my blindness. After marking positions of screws on the front-end of the tuner I slowly adjusted each in turn to no avail. I moved them all back to their original location and moved on to the VCO pot. Again, after marking it, all I did was insert the screwdriver and give it the tiniest of jiggles and voila! Stereo reception. It was just dirty…

So now I have a fully functional tuner. Electronics servicing is not going to become my retirement avocation, and I’m not going to strain my shoulder slapping myself on the back with two successful repairs, but damn…it does feel good to be able to fix this stuff.

And I have to say, now that it’s adjusted, I’m getting the best reception I’ve gotten through any vintage tuner or receiver I’ve owned int he last several years. With the local classical station in particular (always noisy) the background is dead silent.

We’ll see if everything is still working tomorrow. ????

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We Outlived Him

Now the one we were all hoping for, but any port in a storm, eh?

From Tengrain:

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED

And just like that, Blam-Blam is gone. I was expecting a fireball with a mile-deep crater for a war criminal of his stature, but nada. Out with a whimper.

If I had the talent of a Hunter S. Thompson, I would write the eulogy that this vile, villainous man deserves. Instead I’m sure the usual suspects will write the usual hagiography.

The scolds will say that speaking ill of the dead is crass, so read what we said when he was allegedly alive. That’s the best way to honor him. “The record, the Record, THE RECORD,” as Molly Ivins (blessed be her name) would say.

I wish that the Scissorheads in Valhalla were here to celebrate with us; I’m sure Xristi in particular would have something choice to say.

He was a bastard and I’m glad we all outlived him.

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Why Am I Just Learning About This NOW?!

State terrorism charges have been dropped against Luigi Mangione. He is still on trial for the lesser charge of 2nd-degree murder.

Oh yeah, it’s because every day is a firehouse of shit of distractions. Epstein, Tearing down the East Wing of the White House, Congressional shutdown…

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If/When this happens, it isn’t about drugs

Don’t let them gaslight you into believing it has anything to do with fentanyl or cocaine

It’s about oil

It’s about creating chaos

And it’s about one man’s fragile ego

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Hey Mom! I Didn’t Destroy It!

Last year I bought a vintage AM/FM tuner that matched my Yamaha amplifier. Seller of course said everything was working fine, and indeed it was—if you kept it turned on 24/7. Otherwise if you turned it off it would forget all it’s settings and memorized stations. Irritating, to say the least.

Now listen, Phoenix is a radio wasteland bearing little resemblance to the smorgasbord it was in the 70s and 80s (as I suppose most locations are these days). Still, I like to have a tuner around for the classical and the NPR/Jazz station. Six months ago the NPR/Jazz station announced they were dropping the Jazz altogether in favor or talking/babbling heads 24/7. They’d already cut back on the music to three nights a week from 8 pm to midnight, so this didn’t come as a compete shock…and they did still offer Jazz 24/7 on their HD2 station. (I can receive this in my car, thankfully.)

Apparently all Yamaha tuners of the period (mid 80s) have developed an issue with the “super capacitor” that keeps power trickling to the memory chip that retains all the settings when the unit is turned off. From what I read, swapping it out with a new one was a fairly simple procedure, but based on my track record of working with electronics—not to mention the amount of disassembly required to get to it and unsolder the thing from the back of the circuit board—it wasn’t something I was in any rush to tackle. So I disconnected it from the system altogether and put it away in a closet.

Well, bored out of my mind, I pulled it back out a couple days ago and did a run through of the disassembly and realized it wasn’t all that bad. So I ordered the necessary capacitor (actually two different physical designs to guarantee proper fit since the original was no longer readily available).

The original offender.

The new caps arrived today and after doing a test fit to make sure the legs lined up with the holes in the board, I desoldered the old one and soldered the new cap in place.

The new cap.

I put everything back together to a degree that I could test it, plugged it in, turned it on, and…no puff of smoke! Success! Everything seemed to work, and it was actually retaining stored stations again if you turned if off.

My only disappointment is that radio reception itself in this house is horrific and the standard wire ribbon antenna has never cut it…so I’m still a little disappointed. But I’m ecstatic that I fixed it.

But wait! There’s more to this story. Now that it’s working I’m actually going to turn around and sell it.

Why? Because I found a beauty—while a year or two older than my amp—that complements its design wonderfully. It’s old school with a motorized analog dial and while it has the option to store 5 stations in a memory chip on board, it’s got a battery backup (hard to tell from the pictures I’ve found, but apparently just a standard double-A cell) that will store the info for up to two months if the unit is unplugged.

I spotted it on eBay the other day, but got sniped in the last fifteen seconds by another bidder who was willing to pay way more than I was. But wouldn’t you know, I found another unit on Reverb for less than my maximum bid on the eBay unit. I turned around and then offered the seller $25 less than that and he took the offer and threw in free shipping. It should be here next week.

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Midweek Tiedrich

here’s a fun thought experiment. what you do you imagine would happen if you took a deteriorating dotard in poor health and cognitive decline, flew him to the other side of the world and subjected him to a series of high-stakes meetings and ceremonies?

actually, you don’t have to imagine. just watch this befuddled old dipshit wander dazedly during a ceremony in Tokyo.

that’s just embarrassing. the squirrel inside Donny’s head gets repeatedly distracted by some shiny object, and Japan’s Prime Minister Sanae Takaichi has to keep taking him by the hand and guiding him to where he’s supposed to go.

does Donny seem drugged to you? is he on something? this is our diminished president, folks.

naturally, after this video went viral, the White House shit roofing nails and accused the person who posted it of deceptive editing.

“Why didn’t you share the full video, dumbass?” the official White House Rapid Response 47 account replied to X user Acyn, along with a longer version of the event.

Yet their video showed Takaichi doing more guiding of Trump.

hang on, White House Rapid Response, we can do better than ‘sharing the full video.’ we can show you a longer clip from a different angle, and holy fuckballs, Batman — it’s worse.

(sorry for the Curb Your Enthusiasm theme music, folks. this was the only clip I could find online.)

Christ on a corn cob, Sundowning Grandpa Befuddlepants hasn’t the slightest clue what planet he’s on. seriously, subjecting this goofus to days of events halfway around the world is just elder abuse at this point.

Preznit Fuckwit should be enjoying a pudding cup in some assisted living facility, not representing our country on the world stage.


do you know why the White House immediately cried ‘deceptive video’? because, as always with these shitweasels, every accusation is a confession.

in June of 2024, Joe Biden attended a G7 meeting in Italy. the Republican National Committee’s official twitter account posted this clip of the G7 leaders taking in a skydiving exhibition.

 

 

reporter: “did you get an MRI?”
Donny: “I did, I got an MRI. it was perfect. I mean, I gave you— I gave you the full results. we had an MR— an MRI, and uh, the machine, the whole thing. and it was perfect.”

oh, it was perfect, was it? were the doctors big and strong? did they have tears in their eyes as they went ‘sir! sir! no one has ever had such a perfect brain. how do you do it? sir!’

here’s why this should have been front-page news: MRIs are never ever part of a routine checkup. you’re only given one if doctors think something is seriously wrong with you.

but don’t just take my word for it. let’s hear from an actual doctor — Dr. Jonathan Reiner, who was Dick Cheney’s cardiologist and is currently a professor at George Washington University.

Dr. Jon, is an MRI ever part of a routine checkup?

Reiner told CNN that an MRI is never part of a routine check-up.

“An MRI is never part of a routine evaluation, whether you’re president of the United States or whether you’re just a civilian,” he said.

oh. huh. tell us more, doc.

Dr. Jonathan Reiner told CNN there is a laundry list of reasons Trump’s doctors may have requested a scan, and that he believes the White House owes it to the public to say what that reason was.

“Typically, they’re prompted by symptoms,” Reiner said of MRIs. “They can be neurologic symptoms that prompt an MRI.”

now let’s listen to the other alarming thing that Preznit Neurologic Symptoms blithered about on that plane.

what we see in this clip is pretty fucking alarming — because holy shit, it appears to show Sleepy Brandon wandering off and giving a thumbs-up to nobody — and needing to be fetched back to reality by Italian Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni.

if your ‘I’ll bet that was deceptively edited’ alarm just went off, congratulations — because what the uncropped video showed was Joe Biden turning to talk to the parachutists.

nonetheless, the press had a field day with the RNC’s edited video.

and we all got treated to one more news cycle of Joe Biden is old and icky and smells bad and is probably already dead and is too demented to know it.

fuck these lying Republican fucks, and fuck the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled media for falling for this shit over and over.

Republicans had to fake ‘evidence’ of Joe’s ‘impairment’ — but nobody has to fake anything about Donny Convict’s obvious decline. all you have to do is open your eyes and look.

hey Jake Tapper, any comment on the fact that Donny couldn’t walk from one end of a room to the other without getting lost?

I thought so.


meanwhile, during a yammer session with reporters aboard Fuckface Force One, President Yap Yap made a confession that should have been the top story on every channel, but of course wasn’t: that he’d undergone an MRI during his so-called ‘routine medical checkup’ at Walter Reed a couple of weeks ago.

reporter: “did you get an MRI?”
Donny: “I did, I got an MRI. it was perfect. I mean, I gave you— I gave you the full results. we had an MR— an MRI, and uh, the machine, the whole thing. and it was perfect.”

oh, it was perfect, was it? were the doctors big and strong? did they have tears in their eyes as they went ‘sir! sir! no one has ever had such a perfect brain. how do you do it? sir!’

here’s why this should have been front-page news: MRIs are never ever part of a routine checkup. you’re only given one if doctors think something is seriously wrong with you.

but don’t just take my word for it. let’s hear from an actual doctor — Dr. Jonathan Reiner, who was Dick Cheney’s cardiologist and is currently a professor at George Washington University.

Dr. Jon, is an MRI ever part of a routine checkup?

Reiner told CNN that an MRI is never part of a routine check-up.

“An MRI is never part of a routine evaluation, whether you’re president of the United States or whether you’re just a civilian,” he said.

oh. huh. tell us more, doc.

Dr. Jonathan Reiner told CNN there is a laundry list of reasons Trump’s doctors may have requested a scan, and that he believes the White House owes it to the public to say what that reason was.

“Typically, they’re prompted by symptoms,” Reiner said of MRIs. “They can be neurologic symptoms that prompt an MRI.”

now let’s listen to the other alarming thing that Preznit Neurologic Symptoms blithered about on that plane.

“they have Jasmine Crockett, a low-IQ person. they have, uhhhh— AOC, she’s low-IQ. you give her a— an IQ test— have her pass, like, the exams that I decided to take when I was at Walter Reed. those are very hard, uh, they’re really aptitude tests, I guess, in a certain way, but they’re cognitive tests. let AOC go against Trump. let Jasmine go against Trump. I don’t think g— Jasmine— the first couple of questions are easy. a tiger, an elephant, a giraffe. when you get up to five or six and then when you get up to twenty and twenty-five— they couldn’t come close to answering any of those questions.”

for fuck’s sake, Donny. for the hundredth time, the Montreal Cognitive Assessment is not an IQ test, or an aptitude test. it’s a test of whether or not your brain is leaking out of your ears.

twenty percent of the test is literally pointing at a drawing of a camel.

do you know why they ask you to draw a clock? because if you’re demented, you can’t do it.

as with the MRI, they don’t administer the Montreal Cognitive Assessment as part of any routine check up. Donny keeps having to take this test because doctors suspect that something is seriously fucked inside his big dumb pumpkin head.

here’s why we should all be alarmed: we now know that when Donny went to Walter Reed, they gave him both an MRI and a cognitive test. you know who gets those two tests together? stroke victims, that’s who.

all the evidence points to Donny having had a recent stroke — and the White House is covering that up. add to that the cankles, and the rotting hand, and fact that Donny couldn’t walk from one end of a room to the other without help. the only logical conclusion one can reach is that Donny is unfit for office.

and, as always, the White House won’t tell us shit. everything — EVERY FUCKING THING — is being covered up.

how about that, Jake Tapper. anything to say?

by the way, I have a theory about why Donny keeps yammering about how Crockett or AOC couldn’t pass the Montreal Cognitive Assessment. remember: with Donny, every accusation is a confession.

President Pudding Cup failed the fucking thing, didn’t he. they asked him to remember five random words, and he couldn’t. his drawing of a clock looked like a monkey fucking a coconut. he failed, and he knows it, and that why he has to keep talking about how hard it is — to convince himself that nobody could have passed it.

and, as always, none of this is normal — and all of it is embarrassing.

oh, and have I mentioned lately that AOC is a national treasure?


this is going to be my closing message for the foreseeable future:

practice self-care. do what you need to do to keep sane. if that means you need to disengage with my daily posts for a while, I get it. this community of ours will still be here when you return.

to all the people who have signed on in the days since the election, welcome aboard. settle in as we all try to deal with the shitfuckery that’s ahead of us.

we are all in this together, and we are all here for each other.

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