I’ve said before that the first 100 days of a new presidency (any presidency, not just Trump’s) is a nonsensical quasi-deadline, an artifice created and imposed upon new presidents by the Jackals Of The Press (JOTP), as though there’s something magical about the number 100 — as opposed to 120, or 86, or 227, for example.
All that said, The Diplomad has an excellent summary of Trump’s first 100 days. While the summary of his achievements is fine, Diplomad also highlights the “achievements” of the Democratic Left and their fascistic cohorts:
Opponents tried to disrupt the inauguration, and have engaged in a consistent pattern of street violence and thuggery aimed at intimidating Trump supporters and trying to give the impression that the country is ungovernable unless the progressives are in charge. Nothing is off limits, including Trump’s family, in this assault on the new president. Unprecedented coarseness, violence, and fake news are all arrows in the progressive quiver and being unleashed on Trump and supporters daily.
Read the whole thing, because it’s better than anything I could have written.
Via Insty (who should know better), we learn that yes, Grandma’s still having sex.
Okay, all my usual admonitions about TMI (Too-Much-fucking-Information) [sic] apply here, but as someone who isn’t (yet) a grandfather but who is well into the demographic, I can’t for the life of me see why this is news, or of any possible interest to anyone. Everyone (except, it seems, for Millennial reporters) knows perfectly well that people can and do have sex well into their dotage, but the only difference, now that the ghastly Baby Boomers are old farts, is that they feel a need to tell everyone they’re doing it, compared to their own grandparents (most of whom must be mercifully deceased by now) who in all likelihood had geriatric sex too, but didn’t broadcast it from the rooftops.
All that said, however, I think that this is one of the sweetest pictures ever taken:
If you haven’t already done so, please visit my GoFundMe appeal and drop a few dollars into the bucket. I have been truly humbled by the incredible generosity of (mostly) my former (and now still) Loyal Readers, friends and some kind strangers, to where I’m over halfway to the figure which will get me back on my feet.
And if you distrust this newfangled electronic Intarwebz thingy and would prefer to send me a paper check (several people already have), my Sooper-Seekrit mailing address is:
Kim du Toit
6009 W. Parker Rd
Plano TX 75093
Thankee, one and all. We now return to our regular programming.
We’ve had a million complaints (from one or two people) complaining about the inability to edit their comments. I understand completely; maybe you want to reconsider that intemperate “Kim you filthy rotten bastard” comment and change it into “Oh Kim, I want to bear your children!”*
Well, worry no more: Tech Support v.2 has fixed it so that you can now edit your comment up to 30 minutes after posting it.
BobbyK and the future Mrs. BobbyK are registered at Cabela’s; no wait, I mean at amazon.com.
*Sorry, I done been fixed. The ol’ production pole has been turned into a joystick.