Our New Secretary of Defensive
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The sophisticated argumentation at Pete Hegseth’s recent confirmation hearing was bulletproof. It went something like this . . . Continue reading
Author Archives: Constance McCutcheon
Acquiring Greenland
Fifteen Greenlandless Greenlanders feasted on fish and caribou at Donald Trump Jr.’s special luncheon at the Hotel Hans Egede in Nuuk, Greenland, one cold day in early January around lunchtime, one has to suppose. Mystery cloaked the purpose of the occasion, but a wonderful time was had by all. Continue reading
Havemercycomeon
The king didn’t like it. The queen didn’t like it. Their pawns didn’t like it. Being sermonized to like that. Continue reading
Seriously Chic Melania
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s got the flattest hat of all? Is it the queen of flat, seriously chic Melania? No! Continue reading
Hawking Gaza
When questioned by a reporter on January 20, 2025, about rebuilding Gaza, President Donald J. Trump responded with curious indifference. Continue reading
Squeezing Civil Liberties
As sophisticated, wise, and worldly as we consider ourselves to be, freedom of speech still tends to elude us and that’s gotten us into a pickle. Continue reading
Jingling Trump
How Donald Trump is loved is truly awesome. Continue reading
Killer Growth
Limits stultify human incentive. The chance to grab more than you need is what inspires the brightest among us, with success measured by limitless growth. So speak our revered advocates of capitalism. There’s just one problem. This poor milk cow we call our world does have limits, and they’ve been reached. What to do? Continue reading
Melania’s Burlesque
Melania does not understand. But, as her person, so is her confusion common. She has misunderstood the terms of an important agreement she accepted by assuming she is the party conferring benefit on the other party, in this case, the American people, to the detriment of her peace, privacy, freedom, and pursuit of happiness. Which she resents. Continue reading
Return of the Swashbucklers
Learning that Trump would be returning to the White House to destroy the Deep State cut deep for those who don’t want him to. Yet the wound, so fresh, virtually gaped as memory kicked in: He would not be returning alone. His gallery of rogues and carpetbaggers would be returning with him, like a pack of fleas. Continue reading