The Real Husbands of DC

The calm at the center of the storm, the inner sanctum, the primal scene. January 6 turned Congress into Animal House, literally. Now the White House is The Real Husbands of DC. Watch Trump and Vance bait their chump in front the  cameras. Zelensky needed a Reacher (the Lee Child’s character on Prime). The Ukrainian leader should have brought Vitali Klitschko the mayor of Kiev and a former heavyweight champ. It would have been fun to watch him box the ears of the two clowns who occupy the executive branch. It’s DOGE CITY—Elon Musk in ten gallon baseball cap with one of his 13 kids on his shoulders. How will the Supreme Court rule on polygamy? The right to many lives? Long live Joseph Smith! Remember when The White House was Camelot filled with the best and the brightest, when "president" was still a dignified position to hold and foreign leaders and visiting dignitaries didn’t have to worry about shake downs for mineral rights. Remember Khashoggi the journalist who failed to emerge from the Turkish embassy in one piece? Now the ranks of The White House press corps are dwindling by executive order. Just utter "Gulf of Mexico" and you get the boot. Clausewitz famously said war is politics by other means. Statesmanship in MAGA world is the stuff of the WWF.

read "Pet Buddha" by Francis Levy, Vol. 1 Brooklyn

listen to James Brown and Luciano Pavarotti singing "It's a Man's World"

and listen to "I Love to Love (But My Baby Just Wants to Dance)" by Tina Charles (1975)

and listen to "Band of Gold" by Freda Payne with Belinda Carlisle

and listen to "Twenty-Five Miles From Home" by Edwin Starr