During the debate over the House bill to stop males “transitioning” to glorious womanhood from injuring female athletes while cheating their way to taking their scholarships, records, championships and safety, two of the worst female members of Congress—and that’s quite an achievement, given the competition— showed (again) why the public no longer trusts its republic. The two women showed themselves to be ethics dunces, incompetent elected officials, disastrous role models and, to get technical about it, assholes.
Jasmine Crockett (D-TX), the youngest “Squad” member who thinks street “attitude” is fetching for a member of Congress, referred to GOP Rep. Nancy Mace (R-SC) by saying, “I can see that somebody’s campaign coffers really are struggling right now. So she’s gonna keep saying trans, trans, trans, so that people will feel threatened. And child, listen….”
See, that “child” stuff is black talk I guess, so it’s music to the ears of Crockett’s constituents. Now, if a white member of Congress dared to call Crockett a child, that would have been racist. The other way around, it’s just ‘tude. But Mace didn’t take it that way. In fact, she flipped out:
“I am no child! Do not call me a child!” Mace shouted at Crockett. “I am no child. Don’t even start! I am a grown woman! I am 47 years old. You will not do that! I am not a child,” the GOP congresswoman continued. And then, “If you want to take it outside, we can do that!”
Oooooo! Cat fight!!!!
Aw. It fizzled.
Both Mace and Crockett should get official sanction, especially Mace, but House Oversight Committee Chairman James Comer (R-KY) shrugged it off, saying Mace’s threatened violence was just an invitation to settle the dispute over a “cup of coffee, or maybe a beer” outside the halls of Congress.
Encore for Marryin’ Sam and Li’l Abner from the Broadway musical named after the latter! It’s a really good musical too: clever, many terrific songs, funny characters. But nobody remembers the comic strip it’s based on, or most of the objects of its satire. It’s politically incorrect too, in ways too numerous to count. The show may never get another professional production, though it is better than most of the musicals currently on Broadway.
It’s nice (or sad?) to see the American theater was once in fairly darned good hands.
Sad, OB. If ever, “They don’t make ’em like they used to” was fitting…
A major loss to the country.
Speaking of major losses to the country: RIP Robert George “Bob” Uecker, AKA, Mr. Baseball 01/26/1934-01/16/2025
Milwaukee WESconsin born-n-raised; baseball will never be the same without that unmistakable, dulcet voice; listening to him and that famously self-deprecating sense of humor was just like being at the ballpark.
PWS
He must be in the front row!
He missed the tag, he missed the tag.
Lil Abner. Who can forget Stupefyin’ Jones, played by Julie Newmar, all glorious 6 feet of her. And the very best Cat woman.