A Very Bad Bunny

Happy Effing Easter

Do you remember what was happening a year ago? I didn’t either, but I was wondering this morning after a nice Easter weekend with no bad news. Actually there was no news at all since I wasn’t paying attention to anything other than what was going on in my immediate neighborhood and definitely not listening to the guy who’s been doing most of the talking these days, or whatever it is he does—bleating at some ungodly hour when everyone I know is asleep. And then I read what most everyone was talking about today. As Plato wrote, Wise men speak because they have something to say. Fools speak because they have to say something. And he had to say something, as he did last Easter (see below), with a couple of expletives…and Praise be to Allah. If he were a drinking man, I’d say he’s on a serious bender. Diet Coke isn’t the problem, but something else is that demands intervention. Although who—among his family, friends, and fellow grifters—can or will do it? Would he even hear what they say? And where is Congress, after all, anyway?