Sunday, July 29, 2018

Sunday Morning Comin' Down



This weekend, the publisher of America's Newspaper of Record met with President Stupid to work out the details of their joint custody of Maggie Haberman.

A.G. Sulzberger agreed to keep paying Mags to write unsourced, Trump dynasty puff-pieces and to put them on the front page of his family newspaper
Still Standing, Jared Kushner and Ivanka Trump Step Back in the Spotlight

They have waited out, and in some cases ground down, their critics, and are ready to make a more visible push for their projects.


By Maggie Haberman and Katie Rogers
While Trump agreed to the complete, verifiable and irreversible denuclearization of his rhetoric towards the press agreement.  And like his fellow authoritarian goons around the world, it was an agreement he never had any intention of honoring.  From Raw Story:
Trump calls press the ‘Enemy of the People’ after claiming he confronted publisher of New York Times over ‘fake news’
Other than that, there wasn't anything worth mentioning.  Nothing new.  Nothing changed.

America's longest-running Sunday morning public affairs show is still in the hands of a sweaty, ratings-mad toddler who is scared to death that Nazis will egg his house if he does any actual journalism.  Which is why this morning found Chuck Todd out at the Sunday Morning Flea Circus once again trying to hawk Beltway Fool's Gold and tin-plated trinkets -- Mrs. Alan Greenspan, Peggy Noonan, Bill Kristol's idiot son-in-law, Rob Portman (R-OH) and former Trump truffle-hog Sam Nunberg --
-- as priceless family heirlooms to his rapidly shrinking audience.

As I said, not a damn thing worth mentioning.

Other than the obvious fact that our media is broken beyond repair.


Behold, a Tip Jar!

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