They say people vote with their feet.

Apparently, that applies to entertainment. Or what the producers of what used to be entertainment. Get woke, go broke has hit Tinseltown, but politics is expereincing much the same. We've discussed it before, but the hits just keep on comin'. Blexit is real and so is the Hispanic equivalent. If it isn't as visible, the reality is (and has been for quite a while) that Hispanics aren't supporting the import-Latin-America policy nor do they like the cultural direction the Demos are taking.

The supposedly brilliant strategem of having an old white man who embodies go along to get along selectedto be installed as PUS has backfired spectacularly.

Brandon was never liked anywhere, not even in his own party, but those traits that made him so disliked by people who followed politics are now being writ large by the country as a whole, fueled by issues both in foreign policy and the economy. The faculty lounge crowd now running things doesn't seem to understand this.

That cluelessness doesn't end there. The failure to impeach Mayorkas last week due to the betrayal of 3 Undocumented Democrats, while embarrassing, is hardly on everyone's lips. It may buck up the faithful, few of them though they may be, but what does have everybody talking is the presser where Brandon tried to convince the world he knows what's going on. 50 years ago, Fake News could have rewritten that to give the impression he was alert and fighting back, but not any more.

To top it all off, the best news came from the Wall Street Journal as as Chlamydia told them she's ready to step into Brandon's shoes.

Now that's a bad week.