The Fired So Far:
Bill O’Reilly – sure. Harvey Weinstein – absolutely. Louis C.K. – of course. Kevin Spacey – makes sense. Mark Halperin – why not? Charlie Rose – check. Matt Later – believable. Garrison Keillor – !?
“I think the country is in the grip of a mania — the whole Franken business is an absurdity — and I wish someone [would] resist it,” he wrote, “but I expect MPR to look out for itself, and meanwhile I feel awfully lucky to have hung on for so long.”
Now she’s touchy about the subject. So she took Trump’s bait and called his comment a racial slur.
Mollie Hemingway says that makes no sense:
The only way the Pocahontas insult makes sense is as a joke about Warren’s false claim of being Native American. He’s not insulting her for being a Native American, because she’s not Native American. He’s highlighting how she gave employers and others false information about her tribal status while at Harvard and elsewhere.
Richard Cordray resigned as Director of the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau on Friday because he wants to run as a Democrat for governor of Ohio.
On his way out the CFPB door, Cordray appointed his chief of staff, Leandra English, deputy director. That spot had been vacant for two years. But the Deputy Director can serve as acting director in the absence of the director, according to the Dodd Frank Act, so it must have seemed like a good time to fill the vacancy.
Trump, however, countered that move by appointing OMB chief Mick Mulvaney acting director. The Federal Vacancies Reform Act gives him the authority to do so.
Two Headed Bureaucratic Monster
On Monday morning both “acting directors” showed up for work. CFPB’s own general counsel opined that the Vacancies Act trumps Dodd Frank. So she sided with Trump.
Republican Senator Rand Paul’s next door neighbor did a yard job on him. He blindsided the senator while he mowed the grass. As a result the ophthalmologist/senator spent Thanksgiving recovering from 6 broken ribs and a punctured lung.
Rand Paul’s Yard
The question everyone’s asking is, “do U.S. senators really mow their own yards?” That, and, “what’s up with Rand’s neighbor?”
Everyone, that is, except the media. Mrs. Paul doesn’t think this is about leftover fish sticks. And in light of last summer’s shooting of Congressman Scalise she thinks there ought to be more interest.
Update: Senator Paul now says he knows why he was attacked. But he isn’t talking. Instead he’s hired a personal injury lawyer.
Senator Al Franken says he won’t resign. Instead, he’s spending Thanksgiving in reflection.
Actually, I thought his staged grope gag was kind of funny. In a stupid 12 year old kind of way. True, Franken was 55 at the time. But maybe the joke is he’s not grabbing boobs. He’s grabbing a flak jacket.
Not that that makes it ok.
And the snoozing Leeann Tweeden didn’t sign up to be a straight gal for a photo gag. No doubt it was humiliating.
Maybe Al is reflecting on Hot Lips Houlihan. A gag proving her natural blondeness was the big scene in Robert Altman’s iconic movie M*A*S*H. (Here’s the scene.) Now that would be humiliating.
But not so humiliating that feminist Alan Alda wouldn’t go on to star in the popular tv series based on the same movie.
I came of age in the ’60s and ’70s, when all the rules about behavior and workplaces were different. That was the culture then.
Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving!