Carbon emissions are down!
All it took was shutting down one-quarter of the U.S. economy!
The Eisenhower-era mainframe computer at Blaska Policy Werkes blew a fuse awhile back when it reported a decrease in political partisanship. If anything, the partisanship today is more virulent than the coronavirus itself.
Cry me a freaking river!
Aside from the usual kvetching that Trump should-a, would-a, and could-a done this or that sooner, better, or not at all — La Resistance is now comparing the orange ogre in the White House to Nosferatu and his undead buddies.
For Exhibit A in how the La Resistance news media unwittingly manufactures Trump voters, Ann of Althouse dissects a column by Frank Bruni in (of course) the New York Times headlined, “Has Anyone Found Trump’s Soul? Anyone?”
Bloggeuresse extraordinaire Ann writes:
How sanctimonious and simultaneously blind! Do you need to be to proclaim the soullessness of another human being? The sub-headline on that Bruni piece is — I am not kidding — “He’s not rising to the challenge of the coronavirus pandemic. He’s shriveling into nothingness.”
[Bruni continues:] “In Trump’s predecessors, for all their imperfections, I could sense the beat of a heart and see the glimmer of a soul. In him I can’t, and that fills me with a sorrow and a rage that I quite frankly don’t know what to do with.”
Ann plays her tiny violin:
“I could sense… I can’t… me with a sorrow and a rage… I quite frankly don’t know…” I see Bruni stumbling through the canyons of his mind. There’s an outpost up ahead… your next stop — the Trump Hotel. Columnists check in. But they never check out.
The white lab coats here at the Werkes concede that Donald Trump doesn’t bite his upper lip and tear up on command like good ol’ Bubba Clinton but sheesh! and double-SHEESH! Neither did Eisenhower!
Babylon Bee reports that Nancy Pelosi wants to flatten the rising curve of Trump’s support.