Trees are budding up in Hampton, New Hampshire and it's only March 1st.
Our office is making plans for St. Patrick's Day.
The sun is shining.
The grass is rise.
I wonder where the birdies is.
And Trump is in the air.
Al Franken was on NPR talking about Donald Trump this morning. Trump really brings out the best in Franken.
Trump also brings out the best in John Oliver.
Check out Oliver through this link. The thing about Oliver is he takes all the time he needs to tease out the essence of whomever he is lacinating. Jon Stewart was punchy and rambunctious, but Oliver takes his time, going over each nuance, digging into what makes someone like Trump just so absurd. He is really something different on the public airways, or at least on the HBO airways. This is a 25 minute rant, but it comes down to Oliver's piquant observation that January 14, 2017, the day Donald Trump is sworn in as our 45th President will be the day time travelers of the future come back to prevent.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DnpO_RTSNmQ
I haven't seen Jon Stewart or Noah or Tina Fey launch yet, but Trump is one of those forces who stimulate pullulation; he is a "Springtime for Trump" sort of fellow. As Oliver says, at one point: It's not that he means to lie; he just doesn't care about the truth.
Just hearing him bloviate makes the birdies sing in my head.
The attack puppets are stirring in their boxes.
The possibilities are everywhere.
And that's what Spring is, isn't it?
Possibility.
New Life!
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