The normalization of the pussy grabber’s posse

A couple of weeks ago, “60 Minutes” gave a handjob to one of the most repulsive cretins that ever entered the White House. Charlie Rose managed to bring on Steve Bannon, the right wing promoter of the alt-right band of racists, and let him vomit his demented philosophy before millions of people.

Rose actually said to him:

Can I remind you, a good Catholic, that Cardinal [Timothy] Dolan is opposed to what’s happened with DACA? Cardinal Dolan.

Somewhere in heaven, the Holy Trinity shouted out: “JESUS, Charlie! WTF!!???

Maybe Rose just doesn’t know that Bannon’s actions merit him suites in Dante’s second through ninth circles of hell.

But that doesn’t piss me off as much as last night’s Emmys, when this happened:

JESUS, Stephen! WTF??!!!???

A blatant lying liar who since January has lied lying lies comes out and does a joke about what a lying liar he is and the audience APPLAUDS?!?!

JESUS, Emmy audience! WTF????????

The consistently condemned media elite are giving the condemners a free pass for all the misery they’ve caused? The only saying that makes any sense in this case is the one about capitalists selling their executors the rope to hang them with.

Jezebel puts this in perspective:

During Sunday night’s Emmys, Spicer made a cameo on an awards show that repeatedly patted itself on the back for its diversity. “Colbert thought it would be funny and surprising, and that’s what mattered most,” wrote CNN, citing a source familiar with the production, on the decision to include Spicer. It was indeed surprising that Stephen Colbert would let him roll in for the sake of a “joke” that riffed on the most innocuous of Spicer’s many infractions. It was surprising that so many smart people in the audience seemed to find his appearance hilarious, or at least reacted as they thought they were supposed to. That is, perhaps, with the exception of Melissa McCarthy, an actor who perhaps knows more intimately the vagaries of Spicer’s tenure as press secretary, and looked embarrassed on behalf of Hollywood.

Yet “Spicey” as a comedic foil and as gallows humor worked on SNL and elsewhere because spoofing him doesn’t require collusion. The Emmys, supposedly run by “liberal Hollywood,” hosted the man who announced to the world that Muslims would be banned, that the wall would be built, that Hitler “didn’t sink to using chemical weapons.” His appearance embodied the limitations of a television industry that is so performatively gung-ho about inclusion, at least until there’s a chance to make a cheap joke. (Before you bring up Jeb Bush at the Oscars—at least he was long-neutered by that point.) …

… One of Saturday Night Live’s best skits this year was a spoof commercial, in which Scarlett Johansson portrayed Ivanka Trump, and advertised a signature perfume called “Complicit.” Shot in soft lighting, a voiceover cooed, “She’s beautiful… she’s powerful… she’s Complicit.” It was the first line that came to mind watching Spicer cart himself out onto the Emmys stage, a cheap trick deploying an inexcusably predictable joke. If an industry meant to critique is so quick to redeem a peabrain “just doing his job” like Sean Spicer, how far will its standards recede? If their intent is solely to entertain, then we know the answer.

These are bad people. Stop normalizing them!

 

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One of these things is not like the other

From the mind of the kooky klan kuddler:

“I think now, with what’s happened with the hurricane, I’m gonna ask for a speed up,” he said. “I wanted a speed up anyway, but now we need it even more so. So we need to simplify the tax code, reduce taxes very substantially on the middle class, and make our business tax more globally competitive. We’re the highest anywhere in the world right now.”

What does a hurricane have to do with tax revision? I don’t understand the logic. Give rich people tax cuts so you don’t have to pay for disaster cleanup? This makes no sense.

(Thanks, Mock, Paper, Scissors)

 

Republican fears in 2012

Remember this?

That didn’t happen.

What’s happening today justifies a fear filled ad like this. That’s because Republicans are in charge of the government.

And Santorum is partly responsible, because a krappy kraven knuclkehead …

… wanted to get in touch with a former Republican senator from Pennsylvania, Rick Santorum, who had served two terms before losing big in 2006. In 2012, he was the runner-up to Mitt Romney in the Republican presidential primaries. Ensconced since then in a Washington, D.C., law firm, Santorum had written a book that attracted little attention: Blue Collar Conservatives, Recommitting to an America That Works. But Trump had read the book, very carefully, in fact, and was intrigued. He called Santorum and asked if he would come to Trump Tower for a visit. Santorum was a bit surprised by the invitation but said yes.

Santorum didn’t know what to expect. He had never met Trump and, like millions of Americans, knew of him only from his long-running NBC reality show, The Apprentice. Trump got right to the point. He had loved Santorum’s book and believed it could unlock the White House for a GOP candidate who ran a campaign based on reaching the working-class voters throughout the industrial Midwest that, Trump said, Democrats take for granted.

Santorum agreed, of course—he was thinking of making another run at the White House, using that playbook. (He did, but got bum-rushed early in the primaries.) Trump then surprised Santorum even more by questioning him on details of his book and economic policy in general. What could be done with trade policy to help the working class? Was there any way to turn around the massive bilateral trade imbalance with Beijing? Could the White House be used as a bully pulpit to pressure American companies to stop sending manufacturing offshore? On and on they went, and Santorum left the meeting wondering what might happen if you mixed the power of celebrity with a blue-collar tent revival.

Just remember, though, Dan Savage defined the uniqueness of Santorum years ago.