Wednesday, February 12, 2020

New Hampshire Primary

Watched the New Hampshire returns last night online. Only 2000+ cheap bastards were on the NBC live feed I was watching. Fox News is in the catbird seat and doesn't need to livestream.

Joe, what the hell happened? But we'll always have lying dog-faced pony soldier.

Chief Liz, you are a scolding granny, and nobody likes that. Except possibly from their own granny.

Congrats, Bernie and Pete, good luck with the African Americans in South Carolina.

Amy! You sly minx with the winning smile. For any chance against Trump you had better possess an inner Roseanne.

18 comments:

MamaM said...

What qualities would an inner Roseanne have or display?

deborah said...

Snappy comebacks.

Dad Bones said...

If her comebacks keep coming back to her she's been known to throw things at people.

deborah said...

https://www.theatlantic.com/ideas/archive/2019/03/telling-reactions-tales-amy-klobuchars-rage/584104/

Thanks, DB. I heard a temper briefly mentioned last night, and just found the above. This is going to be very interesting to unravel. But it's not a suitable presidential temperament.

deborah said...

On the other hand, I don't rule out an acid wit with that background.

Dad Bones said...

Interesting background link on her, deborah. Could be she's been trying to come across as nice to avoid having her temper history brought up, and is saving the acid until she needs it.

Amartel said...

Klobuchar kept a really low profile throughout the campaign which is probably the only reason she's still in the competition at this point. The classic UTR (under the radar) game occasionally wins. On Survivor, anyway. But no one respects it.
I think if she continues to hang around she's just going to be accused of drawing votes away from the candidate that the accuser wants to win. Bloomie, the other faux moderate (FOMO? Fear of Missing Out on having ALL the power), is gonna get one of his overpaid hacks to shiv her.

Amartel said...

YEah, now I'm remembering the salad incident and the throwing things rumor.
She's Hillary 2.0, now with even less personality and warmth, and no serious financial backing to speak of.

ricpic said...

The Servant We Await

Business as usual, quite distressing;
Find anyone, Diogenes, with that lamp?
Someone humble and unprepossessing
Who'll unscrew the doors from their jambs,
Then depart.




Okay, I stole unscrew the doors from their jambs from Whitman. Worth stealing, no?

ndspinelli said...

Klobuchar may revive the hair spray industry.

ampersand said...

Speaking of doors, AOC was last seen yelling at her car, "THE DOOR IS NOT A JAR".

deborah said...

I don't see how she'll rise above it, as it will be played as an hysterical female. And as you say take votes from more viable candidates (not Bloomie). But who is viable? The gay mayor of a small city, a senile bigmouth, a Socialist with a heart condition? So who does that leave? Maybe Warren, but she is off-putting, policy aside.

It feels like Hillary will come swooping in at the last minute in a brokered convention. That would break the internet, for sure.

deborah said...


Nice, ricpic. Didn't know the Whitman quote, so you were safe with me :)

Nick, I'd give anything for that head of hair. Like my mother and grandmother, I have fine hair.

I'll just say I have not been watching the debates, so last night was my first exposure to Klobuchar. She does have an infectious smile. Senator of Minnesota since 2006. She has a lot of credentials, but you just can't throw things at your aides, even if you don't mean to hit them. Too Hillary, way too Hillary.

AOC gets no respect. Except for mysteriously being elected.

MamaM said...

Sly: having or showing a cunning and deceitful nature.

Minx: an impudent, cunning, or boldly flirtatious girl or young woman.


Which is more damning, or more bananas? To be played by others (males?) as a hysterical female or be identified as a clever minx by another female in the Over Fifty Club?

Thankfully, the link DadBones provided offered a valuable clue to some of the mystery and darkness lurking behind the UTR behavior, carefully managed appearance and the seemingly charming smile being presented. She's an adult child of an alcoholic. Which could also explain in part why Trump hasn't yet gone after her or let out his inner Roseanne on her.

As mentioned before, children who are forced to enter into adult caretaking roles for parents who aren't capable or committed to adequately or lovingly caring for them when they are small, end up carrying a rage hidden deep inside (centered around unfairness) that will show up and roar like a caged tiger when poked, to the surprise of everyone around, including themselves.

When I first read this post, I wondered how the two lead men managed to escape notice and cliche, to be left alone with luck on their way out the door to swing their inner Richards on the next battleground. Frothing old coot and young gay naïf were the two descriptors that came to mind before "gay mayor of a small city, a senile bigmouth, a Socialist with a heart condition" showed up at 8:08.

The reference to Walt's poem was over my head, requiring a clue, and still mostly over my head when I found the source of the quote.

Unscrew the locks from the doors!
Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs!
Whoever degrades another degrades me,
And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.


Which led to more understanding of Diogenes, with this https://www.athensguide.com/journalists/articles/honestman.htm

AllenS said...

This Demo nomination process is impossible for me to understand, let alone comment successfully about who will be a winner or loser. Never seen anything like this.

ricpic said...

Maybe the reference was over your head, MamaM, because I wasn't clear in my own head as to what I was getting at.

In plain english what's distressing is the quality of the people vying to lead us. Then on top of that I just saw yesterday that Powell, the head of the Fed, is signaling the markets that if there's any trouble up ahead (which of course there will be) not to worry because the Fed will just start Quantitative Easing again. Which is fancy talk for printing money out of thin air. Which is bad news for what's left of the struggling middle class. Which is maddening.

Anyway, in the poem that came out of that anger I was saying we need a servant, a humble unprepossessing servant to actually set the house right. Which would mean the end of runaway spending and printing and spending and printing. I'm not saying Trump ain't great. He is. But he's not going to blow the house down. No one will. Because God forbid actual economy should be practiced and all of us, rich included, would have to go through a period of belt tightening, the only prelude, the necessary prelude that would lead to actual MORAL economy.

Oh well. Rant over.

deborah said...

Allen, superdelegates are the most distressing. But I don't think they get to vote unless there is no one nominated on the first ballot at the convention.

Thank you, ricpic, well said.

MamaM said...

Poetry
Turns the key
Shines a light
Gently blows
Open the
Door to more
Inviting
Truth within.

or something like that.

This is the closest I could find, which seems a little much, but accounts for the thoughts and ideas that made their way into a poem to open other doors and invite more expression, explanation and understanding:

The power of poetry makes it a real force to be reckoned with. Poetry can affect all generations, and make people consider anything from love to loss, indeed poetry does what little else can, it can inspire. The poet speaks to the reader intimately and exclusively giving you an insight into the inner workings of their minds, their ideas, their loves and hates. And if done well it can illuminate parts of life to the reader that had never been considered.

I've loved poetry since I was little. As a child, one of the birthday gifts and one of the Christmas gifts I could count on receiving each year would be a book, and several of them were books of poetry. I still maintain a shelf of poetry in our downstairs library room, which holds all the books I don't want to get rid of yet, but no longer use, relying mostly on the internet for information, pictures, and poetic connections.

I also like explanations along with the mystery of things that can't be explained.