The Democrats have given up electing a president next year. What else could explain the party's obsession with the election of four years ago? Hillary Clinton lost, and they can't let it go.
Nancy Pelosi seems to be getting her wish. Mrs. Pelosi's tutorials to her girls gone wild about how the world works, and in particular how the world of Washington works, may be having an effect. The tutorial required a lot of remedial readin,' writin' and 'rithmetic. The impeachment fever is clearly subsiding. Trump Derangement Syndrome is reasserting itself as the preferred narcotic in the Democratic congressional salons.
In the beginning, it was collusion with the Russians that the Democrats were counting on to send the president to obscurity, or worse. When that partisan fantasy dissolved like snow on a sunny day, the Democrats seized obstruction of justice as the crime of the century. The special counsel concluded there was not enough there, either.
Joe Biden is a game kid. He thinks sex-change surgery might fix things with the crazies in the party if it has to come to that. Anything to get another shot at the White House.
The Democrats are the gift that never quits giving. Twenty-five Democrats (depending on who's counting) think they're capable of running the country and Thursday the party that can't shoot straight gave us a presidential primary within a presidential primary.
When Muslim terrorists brought down the World Trade Center 17 years ago, the Paris newspapers, in a fit of empathy, declared that "we're all Americans now." The sentiment was meaningless treacle, and it quickly evaporated. American citizenship, even if honorary, is too great a burden for Frenchmen to bear. But it was a nice gesture.
It was Christmas again this week and all the Democrats got in their stockings were two or three lumps of coal. Or maybe it wasn't Christmas, but Groundhog Day.
The polls haven't yet opened, and it's already time to count the ballots. Everybody wants to know who won next year. It's not much of a horse race yet, but we've got a lot of horses, even if most of them will eventually run straight to the glue works.
Finally being called to account for crimes and other outrages ruins any villain's day, and Julian Assange's bad day started early Thursday, when he was pulled out of bed at the Ecuadorian Embassy in London and packed off to considerably smaller and less plush living quarters in the pokey. He did not go gently into that rainy English morning.
Robert Burns wrote his famous tribute to skewered intrigues — "the best-laid schemes of mice an' men gang aft a-gley, and leave us naught but grief an' pain for promised joy" — and paid it to a disappointed mouse. But it's apt consolation to politicians who run their mouths in the wrong direction.
It's the first rule of politics that you can't beat somebody with nobody, but the Democrats are determined to repeal that rule in the year 2020. If anybody can do it, the Democrats think they can. They've got a lot of nobodies to choose from.
Segregation can be effective, and properly applied might cure many cultural diseases to the benefit of all. What we need now is a return to a segregated society. This time, not segregation by race. We've been there, done that, and it was evil and cruel. No one wants that.
The Founding Fathers dreamed up a way to elect a president by overriding the popular will, and some people -- many of them unfamiliar with what they're talking about -- want to fix something that ain't broke.
Good news for President Trump continues to accumulate in the wake of the announcement by special counsel Robert Mueller that he could find no evidence that the president colluded with the Russians, or anyone else, to fix the 2016 presidential election. Donald Trump beat Hillary Clinton in the usual way. Beastly foreigners didn't have anything to do with it.
Plain speech is the most effective way to persuade the most people to do what a speaker wants them to do. Every successful politician knows that, and Donald Trump learned the lesson early.
What all our politicians need, if not necessarily deserve, is a reliable statute of limitations.
Great expectations is a game that everybody in Washington is eager to play. The players are particularly passionate when the prize is the U.S. Supreme Court.
Sometimes you have to wonder who's in charge at Corporate Central. Certain airlines aren't being very sympathetic to customers who are nervous about flying -- no doubt unnecessarily -- on the Boeing 737 Max 8 after two of them have crashed over the past five months.
There's no new thing under the sun, as Ecclesiastes tells us, and the politics of the nation proves it. A senator's declaration that she was raped many years ago recalls the struggle of feminists to send women into combat. Some of the arguments survive to be ventilated again.
It's too bad so many of the reporters and correspondents of the mainstream/legacy media never went to Sunday school. Not for what that might have done for their immortal souls (many of them don't believe they have one, anyway), but for their educations, which many of them have yet to complete.
