Forget Denmark – “Something is rotten in the United States!”

I’ve written two letters to my Congresswoman, Lois Frankel, over the last two days. I won’t bore you with the entire letters, but I thought you’d be interested in the subject: PPP.

The first letter described how the PPP is affecting someone I know, someone very close to me, an independent contractor, a “gig worker” in today’s parlance, and the trials and tribulations of her attempts to receive the PPP loan she deserved.

WaPo: Administration scrambles to stop people from injecting disinfectants

Note: An earlier version of this post went out to an email distribution. Due to popular demand, I am posting it on Around the Block as well.

As the administration scrambled to contain the Trump “drink disinfectant” advice (I think that’s called an “unforced error” in tennis…oh, wait, Trump’s a golfer, maybe he should get a “mulligan.” But I digress.), among the administration’s admonitions were these:

“Dumbestest!”

Last week I posted an Around the Block called, “The saga of ‘Smart‘, ‘Dumb’, ‘Dumber’ and ‘Dumbest,’” in which I suggested that a hierarchy of governmental leadership was clearly developing.

Smart – Governor Gavin Newsom (D-CA)
Dumb – Governor Kristi Noem (R-SD)
Dumber – Governor Asa Hutchinson (R-AR)
Dumbest – President Donald J. Trump (R-Mar-a-Lago)

Around the Block – This and That

A friend emailed me yesterday saying, “I consider myself to be a somewhat rational person, but listening to Pence’s non-stop babbling and “fearless leader” bullshit on Meet the Press this morning literally brought me tears.

My reply:

You watched? My TV automatically changes to any channel that the Three Stooges are on when Pence appears. And when Trump is on, the TV switches to a Marx Brothers’ movie, preferably “The Cocoanuts,” “Monkey Business,” or “At the Circus,” as those three most aptly describe our current situation.

Open letter to Rep. Lois Frankel (D-FL)

Yesterday I wrote, “Is it time to man the barricades?” In that post, I partially quoted a story from The New Yorker in which a grandfather, in a love letter to his grandson, lamented the inability of average folks like him to protest our democratic system’s injustices.

Now I, like the fictional grandfather, decided to write a letter…to my Congresswoman, Lois Frankel.