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Mme. Defarge

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I demand to know if Judge Cannon

agrees that Joseph R. Biden is the legitimate President of the United States as the result of a free and fair election in 2020.

With regard to William Barr's extremely accurate characterization

of the need to appoint a “special master”, I posed this question to someone who always knows more than I do:

COS! In terms of weights and measures, how much is a crock?

A very good question.

It depends on the size of the crock and the content produced by the defecator, which could be measured either by volume or by weight. So as small as a soup bowl or, as in this case, as large as a dump truck (no pun intended)



or even a giant Euclid earth mover.



So, TAKE THAT, your dishonor!

Of course he lied about not intending to make a pun.
Posted by Mme. Defarge | Mon Sep 5, 2022, 03:21 PM (0 replies)

Should professional sports teams boycott

any state that allows any political party to not follow and accept the rules of fair play and that refuses to concede its candidates’ losses according to those rules? Or states where election workers and their families are subjected to threats of violence?

In other words, what would happen to professional sport, all sports for that matter, if teams refused to accept losses?

Greenfields

Nothing short of miraculous, a sonnet in a single sentence -

By Robert Frost

The Silken Tent

She is as in a field of silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,
But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To every thing on earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut
In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightlest bondage made aware.

I recited this from memory at my mother’s memorial service. I memorized it after seeing a PBS special with Jason Robards reading it as members of the Theater of the Deaf erected a tent in a field while someone conveyed its meaning in sign language.

Trump Filmmaker Shares Moment He Was 'Very Scared' At The White House

https://www.huffpost.com/entry/alex-holder-trump-white-house_n_630ee62ee4b07744a2fb5637

Excerpts from the article -

On Dec. 1, then-Attorney General Bill Barr told The Associated Press that the Justice Department had not uncovered evidence of widespread voter fraud that would change the outcome of the 2020 presidential election.

“In the White House, when he came in, he was furious,” Holder said about their first interview. “And for lack of a better word, powerful. He was furious. And I was very scared.”
“I mean, that was definitely the feeling I got after that interview,” Holder added. “I was like, the shit is gonna hit the fan. This is going to be a bad next few weeks. I mean, there was no question he was gonna go full on.”


In his second interview with Trump at Mar-a-Lago in March 2021, Holder said the former president was struggling after he was banned from Twitter for inciting the Jan. 6 insurrection.
“He looked terrible, he’d put on a lot of weight. He was incredibly depressed,” Holder said. “And a little behind the scenes secret: The reason for all of that was because he was going through a real withdrawal from not being able to use Twitter. Yeah, I promise. I mean, that’s literally what his closest aide said to me. He was in the most terrible foul mood because he couldn’t use social media.”

Round the decay of that colossal Wreck

Ozymandias
BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Anyone read William Kent Krueger's Cork O'Connor series?

I’m working my way through it and think it may be the best of the best. He won the Edgar award for Best Mystery for Ordinary Grace, a stand alone novel in 2014. That was the first book of his I read, which inspired me try the series. I’m halfway through Windigo Island, which gives a brief but fascinating history of Duluth, Minnesota, including the good, the bad, and the ugly, as well as a devastating account of the sexual exploitation of, and violence towards Native American women and children. But also deeply spiritual. Terrible and beautiful, and all of a piece.

"Trump demands reinstatement as 'rightful' president or 'a new Election, immediately!'

as some Republicans seek distance from him.”

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/other/trump-demands-reinstatement-as-rightful-president-or-a-new-election-immediately-as-some-republicans-seek-distance-from-him/ar-AA11fn5o

At this point it’s his only get out of jail free card, and maybe a chance to pass Go and collect $200.

Blues in the Night


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