With the three-day weekend, surely the madness slowed down, if only a bit, right?

No? Fuck. Fine. Sprinkle some bath salts on your Tide Pods, and let’s wade through the muck.

I have to admit I’m impressed with the legs on ShitholeGate*. We’ve grown accustomed to moving from atrocity to atrocity with great rapidity, but here we are, five whole days later, discussing the finer points of difference between a Shithole and a Shithouse.

Tom Cotton and David Perdue are two of my favorite characters in this farce…It’s fascinating in a way, looking at the handful of dumbfucks who somehow take in all of the (ample) data available, and decide, “Yes, I would like to climb aboard this sinking ship. Which is also on fire. And covered in angry bees.”

Should somebody tell Perdue that Shartboy’s approval numbers in George are 37-59? Or that the Democratic Party finally figured out how to turn out African-American and suburban female voters in droves, in the recent electoral ass-whoopings administered in Virginia and Alabama? And that he has to run for re-election in the very same year the American people will be fired up to erase the stain of Trumpism from our country once and for all?

Y’know what? Don’t tell him. It’s better if it’s a surprise.

Lindsey Graham took advantage of the evolving rules governing Use of Profanity by a Public Figure to proclaim the state of the immigration debate to be a “Shitshow,” (okay, he said “S” show, but that’s just because he’s a CUCK.) and claimed surprise that his golfin’ buddy turned into a raging, maniacal bigot.

Graham went on to blame Shart Garfunkel’s “staff” coughcoughStephenMiller for leading him astray, as though we’re not talking about the dude who refused to rent to black people and fueled his entire campaign on pandering to the racial grievances of the shittiest white people walking God’s Green Earth. (The Washington Post’s reporting on the infamous ShitholeOrMaybeHouse Meeting supports Senator Graham’s theory, for the record.)

Grimacing Lie Dispenser Sarah Huckabee Sanders, confronted with her boss’ racism, puked up some drivel about “If he’s so racist, how was he on the magic television box for so long? CHECKMATE, LIBTARDS!”

…Sarah’s not going to be asked to coach her children’s high school debate team when the time comes, is all I’m saying.

Anyway, I think the Marmalade Shartcannon settled the racism question once and for all on Martin Luther King Jr. Day, which your average, run-of-the-mill President marks by engaging in relatively unglamorous acts of public service, by going golfing, even though he had gone golfing on each of the two previous days.

Vice President Pence, because he has nary a functioning brain cell in his entire head, figured this was the perfect moment in time to attend a Martin Luther King Junior Day service in a black Baptist church. And wouldn’tcha know, the WEIRDEST FUCKING THING happened, the pastor took the completely unpredictable “The racist garbage the President shat from his mouth was bad and we don’t like it” position in his sermon.

We’re told Mikey Hairshirt turned beet red in rage, having been somehow blindsided by The Single Most Obvious Thing Ever to Occur in Human History. Shit. Talk about staff failures. “Why don’t you go to African-American church this weekend, Mr. Vice President? I’m fairly certain you will greeted primarily with hugs.”

WaPo told the tale of one of Washington’s most powerful Republicans, House Majority Leader Kevin McCarthy, currying favor with the man who loves having his ass kissed the way Paula Deen loves butter (and inappropriate costuming choices!), by having his staff pick out just the red and pink Starbursts (at taxpayer expense, I’d add), because those are the ones Boss Shart likes best.

Y’know, the GOP’s humiliating obsequiousness is surely one of the reasons the country is turning on them. We want leaders, not sniveling sycophants. And I tell you what, McCarthy’s so far up Trump’s ass he’s probably recycling those pink Starbursts.

By the way, the President won’t eat the orange chunks of unnaturally processed food goo because that would be cannibalism.

So, there’s a story out there about how the intelligence community warned Jared Kushner that his bestest chum, Wendi, who is Rupert Murdoch’s ex-wife and also maybe diddled Putin, might be a Chinese spy manipulating him into allowing the building of a giant spy tower in the National Arboretum.

I’d make a joke or something, but can I top that? No.

And the kitchens down at Marm-a-Lago keep getting hit with health code violations. Nice to know that the same dude who runs a joint that stores milk at unsafe temperatures gets to order drone strikes, isn’t it?

The Shart Administration announced it’s withholding $65 million in aid for Palestinian refugees, because they’re trying extra hard to prove they’re not bigots, I guess.

Oozing Literal-and-Figurative Leper Steve Bannon had quite a day today! First, he was subpoenaed by the Mueller investigation. Then he sat down for closed-door testimony before the House Intelligence Committee (I hope someone cracked a window, concentrated cheap gin fumes can be toxic), where he refused to answer questions, and got slapped with a couple MORE subpoenas.

This actually plays into Bannon’s master plan, as he now has two whole days with someone to talk to on an otherwise barren calendar.

Anyway, congratulate Orange Julius Caesar! The first year of his reign saw the first increase in the number of uninsured Americans in the history of the Gallup-Sharecare poll! 3.2 million more citizens without health insurance! All that extra illness and fear of medical bankruptcy? Surely that was the last remaining obstacle to American Greatness!

Hey, didja see this study? The one where 42% of Republicans think that a story counts as “fake news” if it makes them or their God Emperor look bad, even if they acknowledge it as accurate?

That’s fucking amazing, folks. Sometimes you look at the brainwashing the Fox/talk radio/Breitbart bubble accomplishes, and you just have to resentfully slow-clap. You’ve created a millions-strong army of rubes, utterly deranged by your relentless disinformation campaign. Shit, if they’ll vote for the people who openly promise to take away their health care just to give rich people more money, when the day comes, they’ll not only merrily demand you open the Soylent Green factories, they’ll march in with sloppy grins plastered across their faces.

I feel like I should pep y’all up a bit, after that. Ok, here you go…we’ve got the entire Democratic Senate Caucus plus Occasional Human Being Susan Collins on board with a net neutrality bill! Hey, if your SenateMonster is of the elephantine persuasion, give ’em a call, let ’em know how you feel!

Kentucky Governor “Murderous” Matt Bevin is taking his revolutionary new “Government By Blackmail” scheme out for a test drive. Bevin says if the courts hold up his plan to impose work requirements on Medicaid recipients, he’ll end his state’s popular and effective Medicaid expansion, kicking as many as 400,000 of his constituents off the rolls.

Isn’t that nifty? I won’t claim I know jack shit about Kentucky law, but the Governor’s saying that IF his proposal runs afoul of it, and the courts insist on doing something nutty like, y’know, ENFORCING THE FUCKING LAW, he’ll just…ruin a bunch of people’s lives, even kill a few. Maybe I’m just old-fashioned, but I think our elected officials should come down on the side of “the people who pay my salary deserve to be alive.”

And congratulate yourself, because you had a better day than DHS Secretary Kirstjen Nielsen! She got yelled at a whole bunch, and that’s fine, she totally deserves it, because she’s pretending she never heard Smallhands Magoo say Shithole or Shithouse or Shithorse or ShitHowieMandel, because she just doesn’t pay attention in meetings, I guess.

She got yelled by Dick Durbin for lying for her shitty racist boss. She got yelled at by Kamala Harris for pretending we don’t have white supremacist terrorists all up in our shit, killing folks. She got yelled at, and later roundly mocked, for not knowing Norway is as full of white people as a Faith Hill concert. Shit got so cray in that hearing, Orrin Hatch had to TAKE OFF GLASSES HE WASN’T EVEN FUCKING WEARING.

And she got righteously dragged by Cory Booker, who is certainly not auditioning a potential 2020 Presidential candidacy persona, no siree.

It seems the propaganda-spinning spiders over at Fux Nooz had the Stormy Daniels story during the campaign, but decided to kill it, because of how fair and balanced they are. While it might’ve imposed on their relentless e-mail server coverage, I bet they could’ve squeezed it in if they wanted to. Just interrupt Tucker Carlson screaming “BENGHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZIIIIIIIDonaldTrumpcheatedonhiswifewithapornstarIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!”

And most of the National Park System Advisory board resigned in protest because Cowboy Ryan Zinke refused to hold their legally mandated meetings, or even meet with them at all, even as he jacked up a bunch of entrance fees, cuz the treasures of our nation’s natural beauty are for makers not takers, you filthy poor people, you!

The doctor who evaluated Fat Q*Bert last week gave a longer press conference than the President himself has in a year or so, saying a bunch of Totally True Things like that Drumpf is two inches taller than Obama, and weighs only 239 pounds. Anyway, we’re talking about a deeply respected medical professional, who has most likely had his hand up that hideous, cavernous, ass, so I’m willing to cut him some slack.

Anyway, President Crotchvoid remains historically unpopular, and thus the midterm Blue Wave is closer than it’s ever been. Let’s get behind our incumbents and our candidates, Resisters. Donate. Phone bank. VOTE IN THE GODDAMN MIDTERMS. Tell your friends to VOTE IN THE GODDAMN MIDTERMS.

I’m positively itchy to take my country back.

*NICE GAMS, SHITHOLEGATE!